Charlie And Alex Novels & Stories

MASON * * "Let me explain what happened", Charlie's Dad said. "So yes as he said, I was in a relationship with Grey, we were highschool sweethearts, although our relationship was a secret , I never wanted out because honestly I felt it was a thing of shame, however he didn't feel the same, he was never completely out but it's not something he hid.

He smiled ' okay, we will discuss what is giving my baby sleepless night when you come back' he said smirking. I finished eating. I went upstairs to get my briefcase, I went to work not without pecking dad. MR ALBERT POV I watched as Alex left. I smiled. I dialed one of my man. Alex don't know I have chains of companies. I hide my truth self from him and the world. My man pick at first ring ' Charles, make sure you put your eyes on Brenda and her brother, report anything fishy to me.also make sure you never stop stalking Alex' I said with authority.

Scarlett: Alexei and I stood out in the garden, watching the full moon rise to its full height in the sky. The night’s air hitting our faces as wind blew my hair, making me smile. It has been a proper while since I was out, freely, in the garden at night. B

Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen Tommy and Gina were stunned, they believed they came to Australia for the investigation of the wedding between Tony and Linda, but things was actually going on a fast tempo that they can’t withstand it. Funny enough, because they were the ones rushing Alexis up just about few hours ago. Meanwhile Alexis who was walking away turned around, she was on a spot for a few seconds before she walked back towards the duo, she sat down and said. “Okay guys go get dress; I can’t do this without you.”

“Roddy, don’t be crude. This counts as charity, a good deed, just like how you donate to our next-door neighbors. “What? You can be the only good guy draining our savings for a poor widow and her daughter, but I’m wrong for helping an even more struggling college student?” As his face went red, I poured fuel on the fire. “Why is it charity when you do it but not when I do? Are you coming at me because your neighbors are a young, beautiful widow and her daughter, while I’m sponsoring a guy?” “As if!” I must have struck a nerve because, caught in a moment, Roddy raised his hand at me. Looking up, I narrowed my eyes at his suspended arm. “Hit me, Roddy. I dare you to.”

he says, referring to the twins’ niece from their older sister. Charlie is a lot younger than us. He’s only twenty-one, and his father has already had him working in illegal businesses, so I’m still not sure if I can believe this sudden change. But the twins are two of the people I trust the most in the world, so I’m going to give this a chance. Nevertheless, I find Charlie’s statement hilarious. The twins indeed like to finish each other’s sentences. I hide my amusement away. “Go on.” “Fine. I was actually going to explain first,” Cary says. “Charlie is working against Alfio.”

“You said you’re a big brother. You’d do anything for your sister, right?” William nodded solemnly. “Yeah.” “Me too. I’ll help.” William stood on the edge of Charlie’s bed, adjusting the small camera he’d set on top of a bookcase. “This has night vision, so we’ll be able to see everything. You good?” “Hair to the right,” Alex called from the other room. “Got it,” William muttered, adjusting again. “There.” “What do I do?” Charlie asked from the bed. I tried to smile. “You’re gonna be okay, Charlie. Promise.”

Sandra chuckled in response to Alex's grumbling. "Oh, this is Charlie and Karl," Alex continued. "Say hi to Auntie Sandra." "Don't be so polite," Sandra chuckled as the five and four year old shyly greeted her. Damian and Thomas looked like the mini versions of Gerald, while Charlie and Karl pretty much resembled their mom. "I remember holding you when you were this big, Charlie." Charlie blushed red, lowering his face. "Really?" "Yes. I'm glad you're growing well." "Mom, who are they?" asked Amelia, looking at the five boys one by one in confusion.

Charlie’s steps were quick, familiar, and full of energy, while I dragged mine behind, still feeling the ache in my chest. “This is Alex’s room,” he said, knocking three times. “He’s dramatic, so prepare yourself.” A few seconds passed before the door flew open in a gust of pink smoke and glitter. “Yes?” came a voice, rich, flirty, and exaggerated. Alex was tall, slim, with caramel-brown skin and his short curls dyed silver at the ends. He wore a cropped blue robe with slits along the arms, a constellation of sparkling gems cascading down the shoulders. His eyes lit up when he saw Charlie, and then me.

I think I can guess that, but I want to hear the answer right away. Alex seemed to hesitate before answering me. He stared at me intently as if trying to read my feelings from my face. "His name is Charlie but I don't know his last name. Do you know him too?" I closed my eyes for a few moments to control myself. I can't throw up here in front of everyone. Charlie ... is dead, and Zaya is in a coma right now