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" Charlie explained to me. I sighed. " at least I'll won't be killed by a cruel pack of wolves. I find the story of the Phoenix absurd an unreal so it may just be rumors. It may not be real so why not try out the route.. " I muttered and Charlie's eyes widened in shock. "Don't tell me you are planning on following that route no are you... I won't stop you either. Rest in peace in advance. " Charlie sneered and I sighed. I really don't have any other option do I?

“Fair. But also he’s a walking magical encyclopedia. And I’m tired.” “Fine,” Cheyenne said with a sigh. “But I’m calling dibs on popcorn duty if this turns into one of his classic cryptic lectures.” “Deal.” Twenty Minutes Later… Charlie arrived in a shimmer of gold and smoke, stepping through the protective wards like they were silk curtains. He was dressed in his usual charcoal robes, long silver hair tied back at the nape of his neck, and a calm expression that never boded well. “Well,” he said, taking in the room with a slow glance. “Either someone found a new prophecy, or you accidentally opened a portal to the underworld again.”

Charlie finished squeezing his clothes and left the area immediately. He walked a few meters away from the area before booking a ride back home to get his car after which he drove back to the hospital to give Rey feedback. Charlie went to Rey directly to inform him about the success of his plan. “Rey, it is done.” Charlie declared as he entered the room. “Thank you so much, Charlie.” Rey appreciated Charlie. “You're welcome but…” Charlie stopped himself. “But what?” Rey asked. “What was the need for that? I still don't understand.”

It rings several times and Charlie starts to worry that she chose a bad time to call. Mom: Hello? Charlie: Hey, Mom! It’s me. Mom: (calmly) Hey, sweetie! How’s the weather up there? Charlie: Oh, you know, just a little cloudy with a chance of... um, wolves. Mom: (catching on) Ah, I see. Are you still working on that project with your friends? Charlie: (quickly) Yeah, the one about the history of the forest. We found some... interesting old maps.

Charlie said decisively. Rex, unwilling, returned to his seat. He had caught a whiff of something, but the young master wouldn’t let him chase! Charlie patted his head. "Don’t chase a cornered wolf." The helicopter took off. The carriage sped into the mountains, like a ghost disappearing into the mist. The helicopter ride was silent. Candice’s clenched hands didn’t loosen for a long time. "It’s fine. It was just a clown putting on a show," Charlie said, pulling her into his arms. When he held her hand, he realized it was as cold as ice.

he says. I nod as I back away from him, pull off my white t-shirt, start undoing my purple bra. That’s when Charlie sees my Chinese tattoos. “You’re a very naughty girl,” he says, casting an incriminatory gaze at me. “You like me naughty.” “I do.” “Then fuck me naughty.” “ I’ll be the one that decides how to fuck you, my dear.” “Yes, sir.” “That’s better.” God he makes me so wet! Charlie starts unbuttoning his own shirt, gets that off and then the undershirt beneath. Then my tits spill out for him and he thrusts his head forward, eagerly seeking out my nipples to suck and twirl his tongue around.

“It’s so cute.” I glanced at Haven with a see-what-I-mean expression. Worst, most uncomfortable spot in the entire vehicle. But she only grinned back at me and shrugged ruefully as if she enjoyed being crowded out of her space. “Isn’t it, though? Dad got it for me for acing my history test,” Charlie was explaining. “Check it out.” Forgetting her mission to look for spook houses, she flipped it over to show off the back. “The sparkles change from gold to silver under a different light.”

Charlie, with a mischievous grin, insisted on showing us around the circus, pointing out his favorite acts and sharing his enthusiasm for the magical world under the big top. As we laughed together, Charlie's playful spirit became a reminder of the simple joys that life had to offer. The three of us formed an impromptu trio, navigating the circus with a sense of childlike wonder. Selena, Charlie, and I found ourselves immersed in the magic of the performances, each act adding to the tapestry of our shared experience.

I didn't see the man in the charcoal suit step out, looking exhausted and haunted. Charlie walked into the shop just as Leo was coming out of the restroom hallway. Charlie stopped dead in his tracks. The breath left his lungs in a sharp, painful hiss. There, standing three feet away from him, was a miniature version of himself. The same stubborn chin. The same slightly arched brow. The same aura of quiet, observant intelligence. Charlie felt his knees go weak. He knelt down, his voice a jagged rasp. "Hey there, little guy."

I say shyly, blushing red, we haven't talked until last night, and I was fighting until now. "Alexie" he says pulling me into his arms, hugging me, kissing my lips. "You won" I say happy for him, he worked, they all did worked so hard for this. "We did, it's all because of you" he says making blush red. "M..Me?" I stutter? "You, you are my Lucky Charms Alexie" he says landing a tender kiss on my lips. THE END. Hope you enjoyed this story. Love Cinderella.