Charlie X Vaggie X Emily Novels & Stories

frantically I spotted a balled up figure in the corner and I tried to move to her side my muscles screamed in pain. "Charlie." I cried. I cradled my friends head in my lap lifting her off the cold floor. "Charlie please be okay." I pleaded as I took in her hands which had cuffs on them. "Silver " I muttered. "Shit they're suppressing your wolf Charlie." I told her "So I need you to fight because your wolf can't heal you." I sobbed as I cradled her close. ***Emmett POV*** Danny and I managed to fight off the rogues but we lost Sasha and Charlie in the fight. They were both still alive Danny and I could feel them through the mate bond.

Emma's POV: “Do you, Xeros Martinez, take Charlotte Miller to be your wife?” “I do.” Xeros’ voice was deep and steady– like he was reciting answers from a script rather than pledging his life to someone, but didn’t dare look up. The presence of the veil over my face felt suffocating, but I was thankful for it. At least it was useful for hiding the panic in my eyes! I swallowed the ball of tears forming in my throat, keeping my eyes fixed on the bouquet of lilies in my hands. How was I ever going to escape this charade now?

Emma's POV The feature had gone live at midnight. By morning, it was everywhere. When I opened my eyes, the penthouse was flooded with sunlight, but it was the pinging of my phone that finally stirred me from sleep. Dozens of notifications—Twitter, LinkedIn, I*******m, even W******p. The title blinked at me from every screen: "Emma Davis: The Phoenix Behind Sinclair Rising." Xander wasn’t beside me. Instead, he’d left a note on the pillow, scrawled in black ink on thick paper:

I greeted. “What the fuck did you do, Chiara?” He asked. “What are you talking about?” I asked, confused at the accusation of a mistake I didn’t even know I had made. “He got out!” “What?” “Emilio Vitale escaped from prison, and it’s all your fault!” He yelled into the phone before the line went dead.

Xavier POV I open my eyes and try to move my body but i cringe because it's like my body was being beaten of thousand people . A door open and I saw Leslie coming towards me. I frown while I stare at her. How the hell she knew I am in the hospital. This girl is so obsessed of me and Archer. She's our fuck buddy when we don't have time to go to club instead we call her to each house. She kissed me and I try to push her but I don't have enough strength so i just leave her be. But a fake cough disturb her from taking advantage of me

I really hope she’ll loosen up throughout the night. Charlie walks towards us and takes a seat behind Phoenix and I. Phoenix turns towards him and the three of us are sitting across from one another as if we’re making up a triangle. Charlie states, “So, you’re Violet’s mate.” Phoenix nods his head, “I am. And I imagine you’re Charlie.” He nods his head and his eyes flicker between the two of us and he says, “I may be smaller than you and I may not have black hands like you. But, if you hurt her then I will end you. Do we have an understanding?”

Emily's anger flared up, and she lashed out, "Jeez, I've never met someone as shameless as you. What's there to be proud of as a homewrecker? Why flaunt it?" It seemed to her that Xavia had a lot of nerve to provoke Chloe in front of her. Xavia remained unruffled and said, "I think there's some misunderstanding here. When I was with Joe, Ms. Chloe was still just a student. Besides, we were naturally drawn to each other. How can you say I'm a homewrecker?" "Oh, so you think you're superior just because you're older? Does age give you the right to sleep with someone else's husband?" Emily pressed on, her confrontational spirit continued to rise.

"Did he say something about Alex?" "Yeah. I think Vanda found an old letter from him." Her cheerful demeanor fades. "I’m glad they made up. I was starting to worry for a while. They’ve argued more times than I can count, but this time felt different. The circumstances were… harder. But those two need each other." I turn toward her. "I know no one understands Vanda the way Charles does, but… how much does Charles talk to you about the past?" Emma shifts Silas, who’s fast asleep in her arms. "We talked about it more in the early days of our matehood. Why? Something bothering you?"

“You’re overthinking it, Ray. Stevani is far too young for me. She’s kind, intelligent, and hardworking, but she’s seven years younger than I am.” “But what if I’m right, Mr. Vane? She’s William Vanguard’s cousin. If she truly likes you...” Ray left the sentence unfinished. In an instant, Charlie’s expression changed completely. His eyes sharpened, flashing with deep emotion. “No woman could ever be as captivating as Elena, Ray!” Charlie declared firmly. Yet the moment those words left his lips, the strength in his expression gradually faded. An overwhelming sadness clouded his eyes, leaving behind a wound that had never truly healed from the heartbreaking incident involving the wooden ship

A soft click echoed over the line, followed by static, and then the sound of a woman’s shaky, ragged breathing. "Hello?" Elena’s voice came through, sounding perfectly frail, frightened, and laced with a cold, desperate anger. She was executing the script Lydia had bought for her, her performance fueled by her genuine, bitter resentment toward Tyler's silence. "Who is this? The man said you could help me get Tyler away from her." Charlie took a deep, steadying breath, a predatory smile slowly cutting across his face. "My name is Charlie Vane. And yes, Elena... I can help you. I want to help you take back what is rightfully yours. Tell me everything."