Charlie X Elizabeth Novels & Stories

Sarah frowned and kicked off her shoes at the door. “... The man, Nathaniel Wales, was found dead on the roof top of a sky rise building, where a party was being held. Present at the glamorous occasion were several top elites and business owners across the U.S like the Lukeman family, the owners of the Wellington estates and the Wells family…” Sarah's attention peaked. Surely it had to be the same Wells she knew. “Detectives have swooped in to talk to all families, moving in what seems to be a chronological order, but no vital information has been found yet. In the meantime, we wait. I'm Roseline Parks and this is Channel 7.”

I questioned, a chortle slipping out. "Deepfakes? How dare you insinuate these are fake?" Charlie barked, as if he had been deeply insulted. With a roar, he spun around and dashed toward the open-air balcony outside the ballroom. "Madeline Spencer, you abused your power to harass your subordinate. I'll die right here today and use my blood to expose your vicious heart!" He moved fast. Before anyone could react, he had already climbed over the railing. His whole body hung in midair, swaying.

She turned her gaze back to Elise. Elise shook her head. "But," her gaze settled on Charlie's oblivious figure. "It's only a matter of time before he finds out. He may look an awful lot like you, but if you look close enough, you can see the resemblance between the two—like a slightly altered version of him." Those words were like a stab to the heart because as much as Bellatrix wanted to deny it, that was the truth. She has looked at Charlie several times and seen the biting resemblance. That was part of the reason why she kept everything about him away from the Internet.

“Well there is something Zach is right about. Charlie is the Queen, Queen of Lycans, wolves and vampires” Her eyes glaze over for a moment and she frowns, grabbing my hand she pulls me “We have to go, she is already waking” Eva leads me through the trees, moving silently as she pulls me until we stop in front of a door. I could hear Charlie screaming, not fully, sort of muffled like she had something in her mouth. Dashing through the door we help Matthew and Alice who are trying to hold Charlie down, her body fighting against them, her magic flickering like it did on the plane.

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"Thank you, Charlie. I’ll find the perfect dress. I’ll make sure I look exactly how you want." "I know you will," Charlie grinned, walking over to pat her shoulder, completely blind to the fact that his own wife had already selected the wardrobe and written the script he was so eagerly funding. He walked back to the door, his heart light, his dark confidence restored. "Rest up, Elena. Everything is going to be alright. On Saturday, we take back our lives, and we bury Elara Vance forever." "I’m ready," Elena whispered as he stepped out into the hallway. Charlie happily left, his heavy footsteps fading down the stairs as he ran back out into the pouring Chelsea rain

Kayla had even said that her Grandmother did not want to be seen fraternising. Max beckons her to come join him on the sofa, whilst I watch her sceptically. She takes Max’s hand, removing the beverage and placing it carefully on the table “Charlie is powerful, she will be back when she is ready, for now you need to focus on this pack” Wait, why does she not want us to look for Charlie? And then I saw it, the quick glance she gave me, a look of spite “You will do well to think of your actions”

"Do you want me to call Charlie?" Charlie is Elliot's eldest brother. He IS currently married to his childhood best friend, Vanchel, and they have a daughter together, Cavorelle. She is an adorable five years old. (A/N: I suggest for you guys to check out the book too in my profile) He grunts with a nod. I really wanted to laugh because all the grunting and the frowning makes him look older than he really is. So adorable. He is like a soft and cuddly teddy bear.

“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.”

“Mr. Alvarez! Long time no see. I’m doing well, sir. And you?” Charles’s voice brimmed with excitement—like a child hearing a beloved elder. ‎“Ahh, I’ve been busy with the company. You know my goddaughter is managing things in New York. My bonita… she has changed so much.” A warm, almost fatherly smile spread across Don Julio’s face. But the moment Elizabeth’s name echoed through the phone, Charles’s smile collapsed. His heart cramped painfully as memories rushed in. Her laugh. Her soft chuckle. Her fragrance.