Charlie Scene Novels & Stories

Charlie suddenly had an idea, “Why don't we do one thing? Since I was the one who was supposedly kidnapped and I have returned now, you both serve me coffee and cookies….yeah that sounds nice.” We shot him incredulous looks, but he settled down on the couch, lounging on it and placing his feet on the center table as if he was some king. I furrowed my eyebrows and asked him, “You do know this is your alpha’s house right? Get those damn feet down from the table.” I added in a humorous tone but Charlie threw me a miserable look, “Let me enjoy for some time, please. I have just returned from a brutal kidnapping.” Ben smacked the kitchen cloth on the kitchen counter and replied, “F*** this sh**.

Her expression was skeptical, but she just shrugged and moved towards Autumn’s bed. “Hey Autumn, remember me? I attended your party at D.O.N Corps.” Charlie said, her voice filled with excitement as she set the flowers on the small table near the bed. She picked up the gift card and handed it to Autumn with a bright smile. “I made the card myself. Read it,” Charlie urged, her smile unwavering. But as Autumn took the card in her grasp, her eyes remained blank, unresponsive. The silence that followed hung heavily in the room.

Charlie replied to my unsaid question looking at me warily. "What a very amazing pack this is," I said sarcastically. "Well, she's all yours. This is where you belong," he threw a smirk in my direction and I rolled my eyes at him "show her around and make her feel at home." Jack beamed shaking her ass once again. "Make sure you stop by again." Charlie said biting her index finger and I started at her in disgust. "Follow me." She instructed leading the way and swaying her hips from side to side shaking her ass, her butt was jiggling so much I was concerned if it would fall off, I wonder how many men have fucked and touched her.

Charlie screeched in alarm, disbelief laced in his voice, handing me his work tab. Warm light brown eyes staring into mine, knocking the air out of me for a moment. The red dress she wore highlighted her smooth chestnut skin with her warm undertones. Her hair was packed in a messy French bun on top of her head, two tendrils framing her perfect face. Images of the two of us sprawled on my bed in California flitting across my mind, I felt something shift inside of me. Something primal. “ Xavier.” Charlie called, the amusement in his voice breaking into my line of thought.

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.

Not_annabelle CEREAL KILLER, YOU NEED TO STOP. IF YOU THINK, YOU ARE BEING SNEAKY, THEN, YOU ARE WRONG. Quinn_beach OH, HUSH, ANNA, WE JUST GOT TO THE BEST PART. Yes_you_suck WOW! THEY ARE BOTH UNDER THE TABLE, SHARING THE EARPHONES. CAN I JOIN? WHAT'S THE VIDEO ABOUT? Cereal_killer IT'S A CLIP OF CHARLIE, LITERALLY TRIPPING OVER A KNIFE AT HIS RESIDENCE. The_real_prince_charming

Charlie ordered a drink and I got soda on ice for myself. “Girl, I swear this is the life. These guys know how to party,” Charlie said as she sipped her drink. She looked at where Annabel and Martin stood by the barbecue stand kissing up a storm. “I would never have guessed that Annabel, goody-two-shoes Annabel, military woman Annabel, would be as lively and wild as this. Wow, she’s a vixen. I would never have guessed from her sternness during normal school hours.” Suddenly she tapped my hand with excitement and literally pointed at Annabel and Martin. “Oh my God, Jess look, look! Her hand is in his pants,” she cried. Charlie doesn’t know how to be subtle so when she pointed at the Head-coup

"And the guest list? Is it finalized?" "Damian, why are you suddenly so interested in the logistics? You told your mother you only wanted to show up in the suit." "Good," I loosen my tie. "Come to the room. We’re having sex." --Samantha's POV-- "Charlie! Mom!" I scream, bursting through the hospital room door. The scene inside brings me to a dead halt. Charlie is sitting up in bed, a Rubik’s cube in his small hands, his brow furrowed in concentration. When he looks up and sees me, his entire face transforms. The cubes click to a stop.

He looked shy, ashamed perhaps since Charlie was looking right up at him. “Perfetto! Now sit in there.” Leo pointed a seat not too far from his canvass. As soon as Salai did, he fixed up the way Salai was sitting as well as his posture. Then something dawned on Charlie. She covered her mouth upon realizing what is about to happen. “Is he..” In a few minutes, Leonardo started working his magic. It was almost dawn and Charlie was stopping herself from yawning or ever showing that she is sleepy. History is happening in front of her, and she can’t miss it.

“Hey, we’re having a bit of trouble reaching something in the back room. Mind helping me out? You’re so tall and all!” Alex seems to hesitate, but then I hear him reply. “Eh, sure, why not? Where’s it at?” “Great! You’re such a big help, Alex, truly! Follow me.” I sit up as I hold the piece in place, finally taking the time to look at them. Just as I’d thought, Charlie’s got her arms wrapped around one of Alex’s, guiding him to another room. With them both being fashionable, together, they a good picture.