Charlie X Elizabeth Novels & Stories

he whispered in disbelief. Elena sensed his presence. She did not avoid him. Instead, she stopped right in the middle of the ballroom, waiting for Charlie to approach. When only two steps remained between them, Charlie halted. He stared at Elena, searching for the remnants of the pitiful woman he had once driven out into the pouring rain. There was nothing left. The woman standing before him now radiated a suffocating dominance. “You’re... alive?” Charlie’s voice cracked violently. “How is this possible—”

As for my hair, I had just applied dry shampoo, but now I wished I had washed and curled it. "Hi, Elizabeth," Xavier said, his voice warm as he approached her. Elizabeth's face lit up with a genuine smile, and she walked towards him with open arms. They shared a brief moment, and I couldn't help but notice the lingering sadness in Xavier's eyes, hidden behind his attempt at a cheerful facade.

He recalled it was two years ago that Charity jumped into the sea. “Send me Eliza’s schedule. I want to meet her,” Chester said impassively after some time. “I can bring her here straight away,” the assistant responded. “No need.” Chester continued to stare at the photo on the phone. “I guess Eliza will look for President Daley directly.” The assistant said, “In case you don’t know, Eliza is also an artist under Felix Media.” Chester was slightly taken aback. “Why didn’t I see her at the past year-end parties?”

… Two days left. Morning arrived with Elizabeth stepping into the hospital room again. This time, she carried a bouquet of sunflowers and a protection charm necklace, one she had spent a fortune to obtain. Seeing Xavier looking noticeably better, she smiled and carefully fastened the necklace around his neck. "You'll be discharged tomorrow. Last night, I got this for you. It's a protection charm." Xavier touched the charm, his expression unreadable. Last night, Connor had undergone a minor appendectomy. Worried, Elizabeth had taken him to the hospital and later sought a protective charm for him. This necklace for Xavier was just an afterthought, something she had picked up along the way.

Elizabeth couldn't tell if she should be happy or sad that her initial plan was ruined due to Xander involvement at first. Talking about Xander, her eyes went out the window. It's been a while since she last saw her stepson. If anything, she would have kept her eyes on him, but one thing she had learned about the Hemsworth men is how much of a coward they are. They would go to any length to save their heads. It makes Elizabeth feel good about herself, knowing how much she could do to ruin a person's life.

Charli D’Amico never expected to become the captive of a Syndicate kingpin. Elijah Holder is the Head of the Snake. Ruthless, powerful, and feared by everyone who knows his name. He is her captor. She should hate him. She should want nothing more than to escape. Instead, Charli falls hopelessly in love with the man holding her prisoner, pulling her sisters into a world of dangerous men. Because sometimes the most dangerous man in the room is the one who makes you feel safest.

She squeals and dashes for the cafeteria. “Not too much sugar, Carlos!” Eliza calls, and she sees him nod. Serena and Charlie join her in the office. “Sit.” She comes in and closes the door behind them. “Talk, Charlie.” She looks at her sister as she collects herself. Charlie is a six-foot-tall, black woman, with small curves. A narrow Nubian nose, dark brown almond eyes, round lips, and her black hair is currently in tight cornrows which finish at the nape of her neck.