Charlie A Novels & Stories

Her eyes were red and puffy as she covered her face. "Raine, don't do anything stupid." Charlie reached for her, and as she moved, a tattoo peeked out from her collar—a sleek arrow with a bold C inked into it. Something clicked. Charlie had a similar tattoo on his chest, a Cupid-like design. When I asked about it, he brushed it off. Just for fun, he'd said. He always swore Raine was like a sister.

Liana’s POV I turn my attention back to the alpha, observing his kilt crafted from vibrant red tartan. My eyes unintentionally drift down to his calves, which resemble thick tree trunks. I gulp nervously. “They’re the same, aren’t they?” he remarks. “So?”

Charlie picked it up and read the text from Stevani’s number. [Mr. Vane, there’s a charity gala for the children from the orphanage here in City-B tomorrow. Would you be willing to accompany me? I don’t have anyone suitable to attend an event like this with.] Charlie stared at the message for quite a while. His finger hovered above the screen as he weighed the emotional risks. After several minutes of consideration, he finally typed a brief reply. [All right. I’ll come.] Charlie accepted the invitation purely out of gratitude. After all, Stevani had contributed greatly by helping him throughout the day. On top of that, she had given him extraordinarily generou

, fuck self-control, I will give him what he asks for if it means he’ll stop asking, deep down I know having Charlie once will never be enough for me. Charlie took off my coat himself to cover up his exposed body before walking ahead with some of my men walking behind him, he will truly make a good Donna if trained well. The other half of the men brought here waited for me to clear my business with Michail and our other client before leaving with my brothers and Charlie Caetinis in their arms, guess who is fucked. The ride with Charlie keeps growing uncomfortable with Charlie’s sweet cherry scent filling up the car making the other bone in my body breathe very agile, I am not one to lose my

I say shyly, blushing red, we haven't talked until last night, and I was fighting until now. "Alexie" he says pulling me into his arms, hugging me, kissing my lips. "You won" I say happy for him, he worked, they all did worked so hard for this. "We did, it's all because of you" he says making blush red. "M..Me?" I stutter? "You, you are my Lucky Charms Alexie" he says landing a tender kiss on my lips. THE END. Hope you enjoyed this story. Love Cinderella.

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

"They have to come out sometime." "Of course they do. But it might not be convenient." "What would you like me to do sir?" "Flush them out, Bech. Flush them out." "Sir?" Bech sounds startled. "Did you hear me Bech? I'm not looking for arguments here." "No, of course not, sir." But as Bech turns to leave, his expression is disturbed. ***** SIX YEARS AGO Charlie canters into the yard, her movement as smooth and graceful as that of her rider. Despite the frost, both are sweating, the horse snorting and the rider flushed and smiling. Jenny dismounts easily, leading the horse back to her stall.

Bruce mumbled tilting his head towards the door. From the door another young man walked into the room with his hands in his pants, he had a gentle and soft outlook no one will think he was affiliated with these two demonic brothers. "What does Fred have to do with this? Also, why is this bastard here?" Bowie roared in anger, he met his brother's gaze and everything seem to become clear to him. "Wait did you get Fred to lie to her? He isn't even a gynecologist then how?" Bowie questioned alternating his gaze between Bruce and Fred. "Why don't you ask him yourself... "

I chuckle sadly. "Then p-please-… Please, don't hurt me," little Valerie begs. "I won't because you're going to meet a charismatic vampire and call him Charming. He's going to be your saviour, your brother. He's going to put you on a sugar rush, and you'll pretend you hate it, but deep down, you love it. You're going to see Eldora. The beauty behind the chaos. There's going to be a witch. She's going to take care of you and share her wisdom, heal your wounds."

I just had to remember that it was vital for me to get any information from him, even if that meant being firm-handed to get it. "Patience, my dear, Clarissa." Torrez gave me a knowing smirk as the waitress brought over two slices of pie. "Try the apple pie. This diner has the best apple pie in Chicago." He slid his fork into the pie and took a bite, savoring its sweet taste.