Charlie Prince Novels & Stories

“That’s your problem!” I said from behind him keeping a straight face on. “Alpha prince!” Tyler, Liam, Fabian and Tonia greets me. I walked towards them and nods at Tyler and co in acknowledgement. Alpha Charlie frowns deeply, the guy that bumped shoulders with me opens his mouth…words failing him. “Al….Alpha prince?!” He stutters quietly to himself. “Alpha prince?!” Alpha Charlie asked Tyler nods. “This is the alpha prince, his royal highness, Prince Mason Slade Jet of white moon pack!”

They’re just a hired gun,” Charlie gave his glasses a slight push up his nose as he continued figuring this out. Koven suddenly thought of Charlotte when he heard Charlie’s words. He burst out saying, “Could this have something to do with Princess Charlotte of Charleston? Charleston is a powerful country, and it’s impossible that they would have no connection to Spades. "Besides, Princess Charlotte is stubborn and domineering. If we really think about it, Lucy is the only one who has clashed with Charlotte. Or could there be something else we aren’t aware of?” Hudson finally felt that Koven had said something right for once. He nodded as well.

“Have you asked her what she wants? Maybe she likes it here.” He shakes his head. “You know how women are. They might think they know what’s good for them, but really, they need someone to show them.” What the fuck was Charlie thinking, getting engaged to a guy like this? “I disagree. And I have a feeling this friend is much better off here than in New York with you.” “H-how do you—who are you?” I smile pleasantly just to piss him off. I extend my hand to shake. “Hi, I’m Owen Dawson. And Charlie and I are back together.”

"His family runs half of Europe's pharmaceutical trade. Polite as hell off the field. Completely ruthless on it." "Twenty two?" "Audric Sterling. Old English money, He's been in three separate disciplinary hearings this year and walked out of all of them without a single mark on his record." "And number four?" A pause. "Zian Castillo," Marcus says. "Half Spanish, half Korean." Another pause, heavier this time. "Don't get on his bad side." "Good to know." "I'm serious." The warning itself is off character for someone like Marcus who clearly seems to hate me.

he exclaimed. Everyone loudly gasped in shock. If earlier, they were staring at Vermeil – this conspicuous guy due to his flaming red hair that is really eye-catching, then now their attention has fully shifted to Raine, who they found out has come from the worst high school ever. And he was even nicknamed as the ‘tyrant king’.

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.

He will change his decision on his own. No one would want that girl even as a mate. Let alone a Queen. Noah will have to see to believe. " Okay" With this Charlie turns to leave, looking back one last time over his shoulder. His heart thudding. To find Noah lost in thoughts. The whiskey glass tightly held in his hand. It was very difficult to understand the man the young Prince has become. But Charlie could see one thing clearly. From being a joyous, cheerful and caring little boy. He has turned into a cold, detached soul.

“You okay, though? The whole pack’s out looking for you.” “No,” I admitted, my throat tightening. “Vampires jumped us and Charles saved me.” “Who’s Charles?” she cut in, confused. “Charlie—my dog,” I said, my voice cracking. “Turns out he’s a prince after all. Curse broke last night.” “What?!” Linda yelped. “Oh my God, Beatrice! A prince?” “Yeah,” I said, rubbing my temple. “It’s insane.” “What about Amanda?” she asked, her voice dropping, cautious.

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,

Charlene pouted as I was about to shut the door. "Oh? Who’s the charmer in that one?" I asked curiously. "Declan of House Storm. He is perfect, cocky and mocking, yet charming." Charlene sighed dreamily. "Ah, His Caged Princess." I smiled before shutting the door and walking down the hall, unable to stop the shiver that ran through me. Goddess! It was freezing out here.