Novel & Cerita Charlie X Vaggie X Emily

“Xyla Quest, stop denying it. You are only pretending to be calm today. In actual fact, you are extremely hurt that I got engaged to the man you love the most. “You’re just jealous that Brother Sullivan and I are in love with each other. That’s why you’re doing all this to destroy my life.” Xyla could not help but laugh coldly. What a joke. Was she jealous? Did an a**hole like Tom Sullivan even deserve her? “What are you laughing at? Do my words ring true? Is that why you are speechless?” Emily asked. “Emily Quest, you are the only one who could be happy about being married to a trashy person. You think everyone in the world would be jealous of you.” Xyla felt that Emily was an absolute joke

She signaled to Vien to be prepared to call Chad if the two witches entered and then settled back comfortably on the couch. Vien couldn't help but cast a concerned look at Marlie, who wore a wicked smile on her face. The old woman couldn't fathom what was brewing inside her head. She just hoped Marlie would be safe after what was about to happen. The memory of Charlie's previous encounter with Audrey and Angelina resurfaced in Vien's mind. Charlie was fed up with Audrey bullying her, so in an attempt to retaliate, Angelina joined in, and they both mercilessly attacked her.

Charlie runs her hand lightly up his leg, stopping just short of where his hardening cock is beginning to bulge in his pants. Zak’s eyes darken with lust and he growls lightly. I feel my body start to react to the two of them, but I also know that the happy trio hasn’t made their appearance. “Shouldn’t we wait until Gael, Hakeem, and Meredith walk in?” Charlie turns to me, her tongue darting out to lick her lips before she bites down on her lower lip. Her hand reaches to mine and she puts it on her bare leg before lifting her dress high enough to show the bottom edge of her lace panties.

Charlie seemed just as angry as they were and he had the added blood lust from the several wolves he had drained to add to his anger, making a volatile cocktail. Soon they could hear the sounds of grunting and scuffling and they crept closer to see what they were faced with. There was a van parked in the clearing by the road. Emily was already tied up and loaded, while a male was attempting to contain his Gemma. She was fighting him with her everything, biting, scratching, hitting and kicking. It wasn’t the graceful motions that came with practice, but she sure was scrappy and the male was having trouble trying to contain her. He was already bloody from a myriad of scratches and bites; h

I lay in bed, my mind filled with our intimate interaction, and a surge of desire welled up inside me. I slowly took off my clothes and felt the touch of every expanse of skin under my bare hands until I was completely naked. I bit my lips, parted my legs slightly, and let my bodily instincts dictate my actions. Just then, the door to my bedroom was pushed open. "Vicky! Look what I brought back for you!" Charlie's voice came from the doorway. He was holding a paper bag in his hand and had a satisfied smile on his face. I looked up in shock and horror. Charlie was staring intently at my naked body, his eyes filled with surprise and desire.

I spoke loudly enough that all the nearby guests turned to look in our direction. Charlie flushed deeply. "Ms. Jillard and I have nothing more than a professional relationship, Mr. Fuller. How could you slander us like this? If you're so intent on marrying Ms. Jillard, I'll make sure she wins the next bet. Is that enough for you, Mr. Fuller?" He then stepped in and quickly leaned toward me, whispering, "Emma hasn't allowed you to touch her for ten years, but she slept with me the first time we met, Shawn. She'd love anyone else before she'd ever look at you!"

“Having doubts?” “N... No. No,” Emily stammered. “You can always say no, Emily,” I smiled. Emily shook her head. “No, Alex; I want to do this,” she assured me. "Lie down, your back on the bed now," I commanded; "I can't wait any longer." I took the condom, ripped it open with my teeth, slid it on, and angled myself in between Emily's thighs. I began kissing her shoulder, her neck, and her cheeks until I made my way to her soft lips. My eyes stared into hers, and a smile appeared on her lips.

Emily’s POV The taxi rolled quietly through the streets, and Kara leaned forward, talking animatedly about everything from the best bakeries in the city to the wildest rumors she’d heard back at campus. But my gaze was fixed on the passing buildings, my mind far away—looping back to the fight, the bruises on Alex’s face, Karen’s frantic lies, and the way Kael had looked at me like I’d betrayed him too. “Hey… Em?” Kara waved a hand gently in front of my face.

Moving back to the café, Charlie—who looked rather pissed by this point—couldn’t help but growl, “I’ve told you so much already, Xavia…! Why won’t you believe me?! Unless… I have to redo everything I did to you that night…! Maybe that will ring some bells…?!” When this woman had first asked to meet up, he had assumed that he had scored gold… But ever since they entered this private room, all she had done was ask him about past events! It didn’t help that she was starting to ask him questions that he couldn’t answer! Now backed into a corner, he needed to resort to force! Gritting her teeth, Xavia then landed a swift kick against his privates! Howling in pain, the man collapsed onto the couch

"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.