Charlie And Lola Lotta Novels & Stories

My head turned from side to side, waiting for the troll to make itself known. My green-eyed beauty raced forward, jumping and propelling herself off the pile of rocks and higher just as the mountain of stone unfolded, rising to tower over us, taller than most of the trees. Charlie was on his back, holding on for dear life as the creature roared in outrage at being bothered. Diego 'whooped' from the side like he was watching a sporting event, and I felt every ounce of anger and frustration with Charlie melt away, only to be replaced by fear.

Chapter 2 Lola Was it odd to say that I felt so good when I was supposed to be mourning my father's demise? Last night was wonderful. Mr stranger—yes, I named him stranger because I didn’t get his name—was the most wonderful companion ever. I’d gone to the club, not seeking company but for an easy escape from my grief, but the heavens surprised me with one. Even now, I can still remember how he smelled like chocolate melted in a bucket of sandalwood. His deep set brown eyes probed into my soul each time he set his gaze on me with that Greek god body that was specially built to tempt all womankind.

Karise warned, "And don't come any closer to me! I feel like puking from your perfume!" Karise observed how Lola gasped, shocked at the paper she was holding. Lola gulped, studying the copy. Then she concluded, "This is fake! It's fake!" She grabbed Karise's arm again and pulled her closer. Lola claimed, "You faked this - Ahhhhh! You bitch!" Karise puked all over Lola. She coughed, tasting acid in her mouth, and her eyes watered in tears. Lola was about to slap Karise when Shantelle walked out. She warned, "Don't you dare touch my friend -"

I always argued this with Maya and the picture just proved that she was one hell of a sexy girl. "So you've been doing some charity work with your nudes, huh?" Sheryl cackled as if she had never shared her nudes before. "Let me go." Lola croaked, too shy to even lift her head up. "Never!" Sheryl slapped her food tray out of her hand and it crashed on the floor with a loud sound. "This," Sheryl said, rubbing mashed potatoes on Lola's face. "Is for getting laid by Bellamy." Lola shuddered and I could see her chest heaving. The crowd cheered for Sheryl and chanted. "Fight, fight, fight!"

Lola said as she moved closer to the cart, dropping in a box of tea bags. “I think you would be an excellent dance partner,” Lu said as he stepped around the cart and held his hand out to her. His eyebrow raised as he bowed, waiting for her to take his hand. Lola bit her lower lip as she looked down the aisle. With a giggle, she placed her hand in his as he pulled her close. His hand coming to rest on her waist as he held her close, spinning them around to the soft jazz that poured through the store’s speakers.

Lola's POV Lyla and Nathan were kissing. I could not keep my surprise in and gasped loudly gaining their attention. They turned their attention to me and I felt like I was intruding on their moment so I hurriedly went back the way I came in. "Lola", Lyla shouted after me and I froze in place. I slowly turned around to look at her and saw her whispering harshly to Nathan who kept pouting at her. Nathan is pouting? What a sight to see on the big bad Beta.

She nodded, smiling. "Can I get my 500 bucks from you now?" She put out her hand and smiled. "And also from you Enzo, wikki won." She jumped up. We had made a bet about an international fighting game and Lola had bet on wikki, the smallest contestant. "Okay okay, you won this time." I mumbled, picking up a cookie and placing it on her open palm. "What the hell is this? Don't do this Sophia, we made a deal." Lola glared at me, as she stretched out her hand to my face.

Roman only found it funny so he laughed out loud. Lola nodded. "Did you see the way they also stormed out? It was like the queen B and her sidekick." Lola laughed and so did Roman. Lola took her fork and knife on each hand and cut a piece of lobster and took it into her mouth. She swiped a tuft of hair behind ear and took a napkin which she used to wipe the corners of her mouth. "Today's victory doesn't guarantee us wining the court case , you know?" She cut another piece from her lobster salad and took I to her mouth then pushed it down, taking a sip from her glass of champagne.

“A second chance. A chance to know you. Don’t let anyone steal that joy from you.” I felt my throat tighten, my vision blur. Lola reached across and nudged my shoulder with a grin, her youthful bravado cutting through the heaviness. “And if Charles keeps this up, just let me handle him. I may not be as scary as Damian, but I can hold my own.”

Lola knew she would have to accompany her because David seemed eager to spend time with Chad. "Let me get changed, I'll accompany you.” Lola had not planned to leave the house for the entire day, but this was the last place she wanted to find herself in, especially with Montana in the house. She went to her bedroom and changed out of her pajamas, settling for a tunic dress that neglected the shape of her body, and then rearranging her loose her into a low bun. She slipped her slippers and grabbed her car keys on the kitchen counter before joining her aunt-in-law and husband outside. They seemed to be having a serious conversation which somehow ceased when she appeared.