Charlie And Vaggie Fanfiction 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.

this woman has ruined every fantasy in my life about Charles. Vanessa sensed my face, stepped forward, and rubbed my arm. "Oh! My darling, don't be sad... ... I know how hard Charles' marriage hit you . But we are also very helpless ...... I mean, he has ambitions, and he wants to lead our pack into a brighter future. Besides, you know... ... It's just a contract marriage." Vanessa looked at me apologetically. "I know..." I whispered, seeing my "sadness" reflected in Vanessa's blue eyes.

I would have waited till you died to come out but no, you don't deserve to go to the grave without knowing the son you created. I'm Charlie, and I'm gay. Have a lovely evening ", I said confidently and walked out and headed straight to the elevator. Conrad ran after me and slid in before it closed. "Charlie, you actually, oh my God let's leave Alice being pregnant out of this first, you did it? like you actually... fuck I leave you alone for a month and you do all this? oh my Goddd", she shrieked excitedly. I smiled proudly, and then realized I've been holding my breath.

His sister was the worst, who could barely read and understand the growing intensity of the room. “Why are you still standing there, Dom?” Charlie asked as he tapped the space next to him. His stare is seductive. His voice is daunting but sweet. “Are you still afraid? What are you? A virgin?” The incidents were still fresh in my memory, even if they happened so fast. And Charlie? He simply crawled onto the bed as if nothing had happened. I turned my hands into balls inside my pocket as my anger and hatred toward him began to ascend again. I looked at him patiently, smiling while tapping the bed sheet.

"Thank you, Charlie. I’ll find the perfect dress. I’ll make sure I look exactly how you want." "I know you will," Charlie grinned, walking over to pat her shoulder, completely blind to the fact that his own wife had already selected the wardrobe and written the script he was so eagerly funding. He walked back to the door, his heart light, his dark confidence restored. "Rest up, Elena. Everything is going to be alright. On Saturday, we take back our lives, and we bury Elara Vance forever." "I’m ready," Elena whispered as he stepped out into the hallway. Charlie happily left, his heavy footsteps fading down the stairs as he ran back out into the pouring Chelsea rain

The men barely glanced at the waitress, and Charlie downed the glass in one arrogant gulp. Ava stepped out of the suite, positioning herself at the end of the hallway. Her plan was in motion. Within minutes, she heard raised voices — Charlie’s, slurred and erratic. He had staggered toward the restroom, bumping straight into May, who had risen to follow him. Fueled by alcohol and the hallucinogen’s creeping effects, Charlie’s brain twisted, and he latched onto May like she was one of his mistresses. “Babe, didn’t I tell you to keep a low profile?” he slurred, grabbing her arms.

“Don’t you have a house, Victor? It’s clear my cousin won’t budge.” “What did I do now that you are also furious with me, Charlie?’ “I am going away for a day or two. While I am gone leave Sammy alone. By being so much in her face drives her crazy.” “Where on earth are you going and alone?” Victor eyed her stunned and suddenly suspicious. “It really isn’t your concern Victor.” Charlie picked up her favorite magazine. She sat down beside the table glaring at Victor before paying attention to her magazine. “My goodness! He certainly is handsome.” She exclaimed pleased.

I couldn't blink an eye after that news, so I took the honor of spreading a rumor about Charlene's indecent deed. What made it worse was that she chose to be intimate with Scarlet Edge Pack’s beta, Xavier. A filthy mortal who wouldn’t even have the capability to face the consequences of the sin he committed together with Charlene. So from the very first moment that I heard from Charlene herself about her acceptance to abort her child, I knew that it was the perfect time for me to get her out of my life—our lives.

It was truly ruining their mood. Evelyn hacked away at her plate with her knife and fork. "These damn bastards really make me angry. Charlie, is there anything else I can do to help you?" Her eyes were full of, I want to get rid of them. Charlie: "You and Vance have already helped me a lot this time. For now, there’s nothing else." "Don’t be polite with us," Vance pressed his hand on Charlie’s hand. "You’re our close friend." "Alright." Charlie pulled his hand away. "Then I won’t be polite. There are still some matters I’ll need your connections to handle later."

Then only Charlie and the young girl were left in the seat. Since it had come to this point, if Charlie couldn't realize Mckenzie's intentions, he might as well be brainless. "I have to run some errands. I'll leave now." Charlie got up straight away, without the slightest hesitation. "Can't you have a cup of coffee with me?" Vivian smiled. Charlie looked cold, a bit serious, and not gentle at all, but he didn't have to be so cold to Vivian. At that moment, a lightly provocative voice rang out. "Gee, long time no see! You still have pretty girls surrounding you."