Charlie Lemonade Mouth Novels & Stories

Harvey smiled at Charlie and the others after gulping ten whole glasses of Drink of Life in a single go. “Everyone, please!” “Let me take a break! We’ll have a rest!” Charlie felt extremely horrible at this moment. He would not dare to move a single inch. He was afraid that he might not be able to control his bowels because of it. Harvey chuckled. “You can’t lift your glass? Let me help you!” Harvey smiled while lifting a glass of liquor and poured it in Charlie’s mouth while forcing it open. “Blaargh!” Charlie could not hold it any longer. He vomited all over the place. His consciousness collapsed. He also could not control his bladder any longer.

I groaned. “It is called a beer float. I swear you’ll love it.” “Uh… no, I won’t. Just give me my ice-cream and let me eat it in peace.” “I’m serious. Strawberry cheesecake Ben and Jerry’s and fruity beer is soooooo good.” Charlie licked her hand that was stained with ice-cream. “Whatever concoction you’re making, I want no part of it.” I eyed the cup Thea was holding, waiting for Charlie to be done.

He paused, clearing his throat as if it would ease the sting. “What in holy hell was that?” he rasped. Charlie bit her lip, leaning in. “A little bit of whiskey, a little bit of rum, and a splash of—” she tapped a finger against her red crimson lips, smirking, “well, let’s just say it’s the club’s specialty.” “It feels kinda—” Before Ethan could finish, Charlie grabbed his collar, pulled him close, and crashed her lips against his. Ethan’s breath hitched, his body going rigid.

I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my macaroni from dinner in if I stumble on Christian and Heather making out and I can’t promise that I would not be tempted to punch Heather in the face either. “Oh, there’s a fire pit too. I bet they are roasting marshmallows. I will join them later I need to get a drink,” Charlie said. Without warning, she took my hand and pulled me towards the bar where a real bartender, not a student, was mixing drinks. Charlie ordered a drink and I got soda on ice for myself.

Acid, milky liquid burned my throat as it expelled from my mouth into the gutter out the front of Shenanigans. I was aware that Charlie was holding my hair and rubbing his hand over my back. I wanted to scream at him to get the fuck away from me, but every time I tried, my words came out as vomit. “Let it out baby, let it all out,” he consoles me, his voice smooth and comforting but it feels like a razor-sharp knife, slashing at my heart.

“Charlie! Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum! Do you want it in your mouth?” She groans loudly, fingers digging possessively into my thighs, and her voice urgently invades my mind. Zak! Cum in my mouth! Show me how good I make you feel, my love! That sends me over the edge. I roar her name, exploding down her throat, gripping her hair tightly as my cock pulses deep inside her mouth. Slowly, I release my hold as I come down from the intense high. Charlie pulls off, breathing heavily, her mouth and chest covered in spit and tears. She looks completely ravaged and fucking gorgeous. She quickly grabs a towel to clean herself, and my eyes immediately fixate on her heavy, swaying breasts. My cock stirs aga

Charlie raised his phone towards Marvin to show the million dollar luxury chair that he found online. “Good, replace my desk as well and clean the whole office. I don’t want any germs lurking around here.” “You’re so fussy.” “Charlie!” As soon as Alejandro called his name, Charlie started dancing as he sing the song of Lady Gaga. “Don’t call my name, don’t call my name, Alejandro!” Charlie then started laughing. “That was a good joke right Alpha?” “Not really.” Charlie pouted for a moment before standing beside Marvin and giving Alejandro a serious look.

** Drake's POV When Micheal called Charlie I instantly looked at him. He's running toward us while waving his hand and smiling. He looks really happy. "Boss, look what I got!" He showed Charlie his hand and I almost puke. It's a tooth, a lot of tooth inside of a clear jar. What is going to do with those? It's still dripping with blood even his hands are bloody. H-he is still smiling and his looks are rally deceiving. An innocent looking man is holding a jar of tooth dripping of blood.

He just couldn't stop himself from teasing her. Marlie, bothered by Chad's statement, closed her eyes and turned her face away, avoiding any eye contact. Not only were his words irritating, but seeing his exposed chest was also annoying her. Chad found this side of Charlie amusing and couldn't help but enjoy himself. "She resembles my little pumpkin," he thought to himself, sending a provocative smile her way. If only he knew who she truly was. If only he knew it was his little pumpkin in front of him. If only...

Fuck Mikhail. I scrubbed harder than necessary at a spotless glass, hoping it would scrape away the guilt clawing at my insides. “Okay, Leena. Time to Spill.” I jumped at the voice and turned to find Charlie leaning casually against the doorway, a case of tonic water in her hands and one brow arched high.