Charlie In Mighty Ducks Novels & Stories

Charlie took one look at Jackson and purred. “Well hello, there Mr. Hottie.” She turned to me and wagged her brows. “Caught a big fish already I see I was barely even gone for 10 minutes and you’re already dancing in the arms of hotness.” “Charlie,” I groaned in warning. I detangled myself from Jackson and took the plate of marshmallows, it was more of a bowl than a flat plate since the edges were curved. “Jackson meet my friend Charlie, Charlie Mr. Hottie here is Jackson and he’s from another school,” I glanced at Jackson. “Sorry from what school again?”

Then I would leave, permanently. “So what happens now?” I had to ask. Charlie leaned back on the couch and grinned like this was the beginning of a fun little rom-com. He was charming, I had to give him that. With his golden blond hair, dimples, and soft warm eyes, he looked like he’d walked out of a Disney movie –like a Prince Charming. He was the exact opposite of Maverick Russo, who gave off the energy of a fallen angel –beautiful, yes, but dangerous in all the wrong ways. I couldn’t help but wonder how the two of them even became friends in the first place.

Charlie pleaded at me with her puppy eyes while clutching the hem of my shirt. "Of course!" I answered enthusiastically and carried her in a piggy back ride. She squealed again at what I did. "Can you please take us a picture?" I asked a stranger nearest to us as I set up my phone to a camera. "Sure," he answered and I gave him my phone. We went near the dog mascot that Charlie was pointing to take a picture. "1. 2. 3. Smile!" As soon as I shouted smile. I carried Charles into my arms making him shout in surprise.

Charlie gives an appreciative nod, "...after we plan Mario's death." Charlie groans. Her eye-roll follows suit. She stands up and walks to the wide modern kitchen where she pours herself a cup of apple juice. She would have drank it directly from the jug but she knows how nasty Dee thinks that is and she is in no mood for annoying anyone. Knowing she won't get out of this, Charlie decides to feed into Dee's crazy fantasy, "Okay, what do you have in mind?" Deedah whoops as she flies off the couch. She runs and perches herself on the kitchen counter so that she's leaning directly opposite Charlie.

Charlie asked as he placed his sunglasses on the top of his head and grabbed a bottle of water from the centre console cup holder, “The Pride we are going to meet, the leader is an old friend, we haven’t spoken in a while and we didn’t leave each others company on great terms,” the Panther explained, not on great terms? what an understatement, Sarah told Valaria if she ever returned to Nevada she would be strung up by the neck and used as a chew toy for feral Panthers, all down to one small indiscretion, “What did you do?” Lucy asked as she sat up and grabbed a cigarette from Charlie's breast pocket,

He looked down at his feet in shame. “It’s fine. I’m here and alive thanks to these gentlemen.” Malachi said, nodding his head toward Mac and Murphey. “Hey…” I paused for a second. “Where’s Charlie?” Mac burst out laughing, “I forgot about him.” “Jesus H Christ, he’s up in a tree,” Murphey said as he slung his rifle over his shoulder. “We'd better go get him.” “You guys are cruel; you know he’s terrified of heights.” I shook my head at him. “It’s a wonder that he even got a job at the Faction.”

Too bad they never imagined I had already gotten rid of it. My phone suddenly buzzed with a message. I glanced down and smiled bitterly. Mom and Dad thought it was a concerned message from Byron, and they exchanged guilty glances. Unfortunately, they were only half right. It was indeed from Byron, but the message read, "Something came up at work. I won't be home tonight." Right after that, Claire sent me a video. Byron was in the hospital, head bowed as he peeled an orange for her, his gaze tender. The caption read, "I'm the one Byron loves. An ugly duckling is forever an ugly duckling. You'll never become a swan."

Lighting the candles again with a flick of my hand I sat back down picking up my glass of rum. "Well, well Sasha Sanford it seems your self doubt is misplaced as Baron Samedi's mortal daughter certainly you are unique if not one of the most powerful witches amongst us." I said aloud throwing back the rum. **Charlie POV** My eyes snapped open and I took in a deep breath as I bolted into an upright position. My head was spinning as my hand automatically flew to my bump. "Its okay Charlie." Emmett's voice jerked me from my panic. "My pups?" I asked him.

“Master Jordan bought this saying that it’s healthier than the former dog food. He went to the pet shop earlier and bought some vitamins and some of Charlie’s things.” The maid said. Madison stopped on her track and unbelievably looked at the maid. “Jordan? Went personally to the pet shop for Charlie’s food and vitamins?” “... Yes, miss.” Finally accepting what the maid said, Madison raised both of her eyebrows and let out a smile. She looked towards Charlie who’s looking up at her. “I guess he likes our Charlie very much, isn’t that right, Charlie?” Charlie barked as if he understood what she just said. The maid that’s watching her couldn’t help but to smile. She thought that Madison is a g

"No matter if the news were true or not, you'd better find some good-looking women first. Choose a few different ones. There will definitely be one that will fit Leo Kyle's preference." Duncan said with a cheeky smile, "Young Master Charlie, don't worry. I am good at this aspect. I can guarantee you that the woman chosen are all top beauties. By that time, Young Master Charlie, you may even have a go first." Charlie grabbed the teacup from the table and threw it at Duncan. "You idiot!" "Young Master Charlie, you used to..." Before he could finish his words, Charlie glared at him. Duncan quickly changed the subject. "I was wrong. In your heart, there will only be Miss Daly."