Charli D'amelio 2020 Novels & Stories

"He's calling Ralph Porter right now." Charli shrugged. "She knows that, but did you hear her? No matter what he says or does, she'll always have that." Her smile returned. "I'll always have it." She tugged my hand, pulling herself toward me and looked up. "Hi, I'm Alexandria Collins. I'm twenty-four years old and I just met my mother. She's kind of kick-ass." I kissed Charli's forehead. "I think I know how you feel. And I'd say her daughter is even more kick-ass."

"I can't do what you do Amelia, no one can be you let alone dance like you” “Sweetheart if he hates your dancing I will be there straight away," I can only watch as Maximus checks his phone and quickly types a response, "You can do this, Sabrina?" Maximus asked or it was more like a final statement and I nodded as I watched Amelia lean over me, bringing forward a tray of assorted high-end makeup, it's followed by a bottle of patron silver and two shot glasses. "Let's do this Buttercup." °Alejandro D'Amelio°

Elara spent months trying to destroy me, and here I am, still the crown princess of the Vane dynasty, going out to celebrate with the matriarch. "Lydia, dear, are you ready?" Charlie’s voice called out warmly as he walked into the bedroom. He had changed into a sharp, tailored midnight-blue tuxedo, looking happier and more relaxed than he had in months. "The limousine is waiting downstairs. Mother wants to leave precisely on time." "I’m ready, sweetheart," Lydia purred, stepping out of the closet and offering him a beautiful, radiant smile. Charlie walked over, his eyes filled with a soft, doting affection as he took her hand, kissing her knuckles gently. "You look absolutely breathtaking. L

He nodded and walked away. “Still with Chase then?” Amelia leaned in and smiled. “Her birthday is in a few hours. We shall see!” Nora smiled at me and pushed my shoulder. “Do you think it will be Chase?” Veronica wiggled her eyes at me. She was beautfiul and actually did some modeling for Victoria Secrets. Her long black hair bounced with each laugh.

"Get out!!" “I'm in! Let's do this. Chill," I retorted. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, glaring at the screen as it casted a subtle glow on his face. “You might have heard his name; Lorenzo D'Amor" He said, turning the phone screen to me. On the screen displayed an image of a handsome Italian looking guy. I took the phone from him, looking closer. I recognized that face but I couldn't say who exactly he was. “He's Lorenzo D'Amor! A billionaire CEO!" Charlie hijacked the phone from me with force, tossing it back into his pocket.

Amanda sat on the couch in her lavish living room, idly scrolling through her Twitter feed on her smartphone. As she scrolled past the usual array of celebrity gossip and fashion trends, a particular headline caught her eye. "Billionaire Damien spotted with mysterious new belle at exclusive gala. Who is the lucky lady stealing his heart? #Damien #Seraphina #GoldenGala". Curiosity piqued, Amanda clicked on the link, her heart pounding with anticipation. A series of photos appeared on her screen, depicting Seraphina and Damien together at the Golden Gala, their faces illuminated by the glare of camera flashes.

ARLETTE’S POV “Lettie, you need to calm down, babes. You are going to have a panic attack if you don’t calm down babe.” Charlie tells me. Well, that’s crazy because I’m standing here in a pretty red dress, looking and smelling all expensive, waiting for Matteo to come pick me up. Tonight, we are going to the fundraising he has been talking about the entire week. I’ll have to be officially seen as his girlfriend, and damn, I hope that keeps them away from Matteo for a while. I must make sure this is right, no flaws, and the only thing they’ll want more than ever is having him come to another party with his woman.

When they were all done and once everybody had departed and gone to celebrate, Ariel walked up to Damien , Alex and Elle at the podium. "Looks like someone's gonna get a beating" Alex snickered. Come on Elle. Let's leave them alone" "Ariel , I can explain" Damien tried defending "Well I'm listening" she said as she put her hands on her waist and stood akimbo. She wasn't angry at all but it was very fun to see him fidget, this alone made her laugh

"She's in Paris. She left yesterday." "Paris? Why?" "Some kind of CEO charity ball tonight at the Ritz," Raul explained, scrolling through an email. "She was personally invited by the organizer—François Beaumont." "I know Beaumont," I said, mind racing. "He invites the top CEOs in Europe to this annual event. Raises millions for children's hospitals." "Looks like Amelia Alvarez made the cut," Raul confirmed. "Her assistant confirmed her attendance one weeks ago. She's staying at the Ritz through tomorrow."

Winona suddenly gasped and said, "Doesn't seem so much like a bodyguard now! Is she keeping a toy boy for herself? Christopher's being a complete cuckold!" Winona laughed loudly. "To think that he'd have this coming!" Amelia was surprised indeed. This woman looked so carefree and secure in her relationship with Christopher. Christopher was keen and sharp-minded and would surely know that she was seeing another man. But… Would he really tolerate something like that? - Time flew by, and soon, it was eight in the evening. The charity dinner was officially underway. Amelia donned a black mermaid dress and a pair of heels. She entered the banquet holding onto Jasper's arms.