Charlie X Vaggie X Emily Novels & Stories

I spun the door handle to go get it as calling on any of my teammates would be a joke raid. "You—" That was Charlie. She pushed the door open like she'd been chased by a vampire or something, lunged toward me, and the next moment, we both were in my dressing corner. She was on my body, lips parted, eyes darting into mine like they were begging, her glasses falling from their spot to my bare chest. I raised my brow with a smirk at her. "Couldn't wait to hold me?" "Hmm… what's going on here?" Jack and the others just walked in, literally muffling shit-talk about the mate bond. I fucking heard them. I pushed Charlie off me and threw her miserable looking brown big glasses at her, just how I hat

It was truly ruining their mood. Evelyn hacked away at her plate with her knife and fork. "These damn bastards really make me angry. Charlie, is there anything else I can do to help you?" Her eyes were full of, I want to get rid of them. Charlie: "You and Vance have already helped me a lot this time. For now, there’s nothing else." "Don’t be polite with us," Vance pressed his hand on Charlie’s hand. "You’re our close friend." "Alright." Charlie pulled his hand away. "Then I won’t be polite. There are still some matters I’ll need your connections to handle later."

Charlie was a well-known figure. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? After some internal struggle, he finally stated his purpose. "The thing is, Willow and Catherine are half-sisters. Considering their blood ties, I hope you can spare us." "In your dreams!" Laura even spat on the ground in Charlie's direction. "You heartless, rotten bastard. Take your wife and get the hell out of here! Don't stay here and be an eyesore. I'll have to clean my eyes after looking at you.

Luke answers. “Wait are you saying…” Janessya says. “Yes, I am gay and Charlie and I have been together since the end of last year.” Chance admits. “I thought Charlie was short for Charlene or something like that. You told us that she went to school in Sydney.” Emmy points out.

But his question still hadn't been answered, "So, who is Charlie's father?" "I don't even know," Emma raised an eyebrow, shrugging casually. "What?" Harry's eyes widened, and he raised his voice. "Well, what's the big deal?" Emma crossed her arms, "In a drunken night at a bar, I had a one-night stand with a man and accidentally got pregnant. I never even knew when it happened." Glaring at Harry's shocked expression, she mocked him with a condescending smile, "Do you think I'm dirty? Your wife got pregnant with another man's child, and do you still intend to continue to be involved with me?"

Charlie screeched in alarm, disbelief laced in his voice, handing me his work tab. Warm light brown eyes staring into mine, knocking the air out of me for a moment. The red dress she wore highlighted her smooth chestnut skin with her warm undertones. Her hair was packed in a messy French bun on top of her head, two tendrils framing her perfect face. Images of the two of us sprawled on my bed in California flitting across my mind, I felt something shift inside of me. Something primal. “ Xavier.” Charlie called, the amusement in his voice breaking into my line of thought.

Megan lay down on the bed as Charlie knelt between her open legs. "Liam," Charlie said in a hoarse voice, looking over my shoulder. I took off my shirt and threw it on the ground and did the same with my pants and then got on the bed and put myself behind Charlie. She leaned forward and began to suck and kiss the skin of Megan’s body. Charlie still had her dress on, so I stretched me out and I zipped her down her back, discovered it, and then I bent down and kissed her, my eyes pointed at Megan, her eyes closed as she groaned.

I heard the new maids, who are all vampires, will be arriving tomorrow, so I'm hoping they won't be the ones to kill me. I shook my head; now was not the time for that. I need to concentrate on my strategy and come up with something that will help change this family for the better. "Right," I said to myself, nodding. I was about to knock on Miss Ashley's door when I noticed it was half open. When I peered inside, I gasped and held my breath, unable to move. She and Sir Daryl are kissing, and miss Ashley's neck is covered in blood.

Brixlee felt stupid, that she had been blinded by his charade for so long. Tears welled up in her eyes as she took a step back, her voice quivering with a mix of fear and disbelief. "How could you? How could any of this be true, Xavier?" “Stop making me look like a villain, Brixlee” He began with a smirk, resting on the drawer by the bed. “We all have our dirty laundries. But trust me, you are far more perfect than Emily and I truly love you. Emily deserved to die and you deserve to be with me. I am the only one who can give you all the happiness you deserve”

We watch Xander and Devin run into the barracks, laughing at their rush to get back to their room. Sobering slightly, we all turn back to the table. I grab Charlie’s hand from across the table and rub Brandon’s leg under the table. Brandon’s hand lays on top of mine. “You know that this is all going to go horribly wrong, right?” Charlie says. “This is going to be really, really, really bad.” “I know,” I say. “Honestly, all we can do is try to minimize the damage and make sure that we are ready for it.”