Romans & histoires Charlotte "bear" Claw

"Yeah, but I like the gummy worms." He scrunched up his face. "I hate gummy worms. They look disgusting." I gave him a playful stink eye. "No they're not! They are the same as gummy bears but in the shape of a worm." "Gummy bears are better." "Are not!" "Are too!" "Are not!" "Gummy bears tops gummy worms." And that's how everything started... Dalton and Charlotte, buddies 'till the end, and now, after eight years, our friendship lies in my hands - right after my confession.

Cuff-links it is. "Master?" says Charlotte, holding out her own cracker. They pull together, and... How is he doing it...? ... Charlotte gets the ´winner´s half´. She tips the contents of the exploded tube into her hand and out slides something small, gleaming with a multi-coloured glow from the lights of the tree. Holding it up, she lets it spin gently on its chain. It´s a pendant, small but beautifully made, with a small black stone set in silver

"Come on, delicious Brownie. Don't be shy." "Ew, Georgia. You just . . . " he trailed off as I went after him. "I didn't know you were capable of saying 'ew.'" I chased him around until I came across a few sweet stalls. "If I buy you a caramel apple, would you stop chasing me?" Clark asked while he was standing a few feet away and I grinned. He cautiously walked towards the stall, his eyes not leaving mine as he bought three caramel apples and handed me one as promised. I gladly took it and licked the sticky caramel dripping from the apple.

Claire nodded before she said, “I think that it’s really effective. Ever since I put on the bracelet, my body seems much lighter and more relaxed. I also feel much more comfortable today. What is this bracelet made of? Why is it so effective?” Charlie smiled before he said, “It’s just made out of pearls.” The Holy Pearl of the Ocean that was on Claire’s wrist right now made her wrist look so fair and tender just like snow. As Charlie held her smooth and warm hand, he did not feel like letting go at all. When Claire realized what he was thinking, she blushed before she glared at him and retracted her hand immediately. Charlie smiled before he asked, “Are you also interested in moving into a n

Freddie raised a cup of fruit wine and toasted her, saying, "Enjoy your dinner." Charlotte clinked her glass of ice mousse against his. She had refrained from cold foods for several days due to her menstrual cycle, and after a few more days of restraint, she was delighted to have something cold again. Dinner concluded swiftly, and Freddie departed early. Charlotte remained behind, meticulously preparing a whole roasted salted pig's trotter and arranging it beautifully on a plate. She carried the dish upstairs, pondering how to reconcile with Griffith. In the study, Griffith sat behind his desk, glancing at the clock on the opposite wall, his expression growing darker. Charlotte...

“Basic biology? I can skate circles around half your varsity boys blindly, and I have the stats to prove—” The door to the office swung open, cutting me off. I turned around, the words dying in my throat. Standing in the doorway was a guy who was easily six-foot-three, built like a brick wall, with beautiful hair that fell perfectly across his forehead. He was wearing the school’s blue and gold varsity jacket, looking every bit the golden-boy jock. He was annoyingly beautiful, “Ah, Harlan,” Principal Charles' tone did a complete 180, instantly turning bright and welcoming.

Clara replied with a huge smirk as Alex could hear the warning bell behind it. Charlotte served them a tasty breakfast but she didn't serve anything to Alex. "Guess you are not on their list today. Enjoy" Edward giggled as he gulped his breakfast. "God should not give anyone such a friend" Alex mumbled with a pout. Charlotte came again with a tray of sweets. And she served everyone and left Alex. Now Clara couldn't help but giggle louder, making Alex mad. "I am also hungry," Alex said in a low voice.