Charlotte Black Clover Novels & Stories

Derek offered. I looked over at Charlotte. Her long hair was curled and she had one side pinned up with a diamond hair clip. Her makeup was perfect, with bright red lipstick and a smokey eyelid color. Her nails were perfectly manicured, with a pinkish red color. She also had a beautiful sapphire-colored dress on. In other words, just like always, Charlotte was the poster child for femininity. “More feminine persona?” I asked, surprised. “Charlotte is one of the most feminine she-wolves that I know.”

Devon said, handing Charlotte a cup of warm matcha. “By the way, how long will you be staying here?” Devon asked. “I’m not sure, maybe until my wedding day,” Charlotte replied. Devon laughed. “You’re a strange bride-to-be. You’re getting married but choosing to isolate yourself. Okay, I don’t know your problem, and I’m not interested in bringing it up. I hope you can find peace before your big day.” Devon took Charlotte to the garden behind the house, where many plants and fresh fruits amazed her. There were apricots, a small strawberry patch, and green grapes in a greenhouse.

With her hair all dried and her body covered with only a towel , king Damien couldn't help but peek at her until she entered the wardrobe room . ' This girl is so bad for my heart . ' thought king Damien with a serious expression . When Charlotte came out h remained surprised when seeing how brightly beautiful she looked . She had worn a dark blue jacket with black pantaloons and black boots . " Are you mesmerized by how well it fits me ? " asked Charlotte with a smirk . " You are right . You look much better in your usual costume . Also , the clothes are made from exclusive royal material . The outfit can adapt to every size of the person who wears it . " said king Damien with a smile .

"Good morning!" Charlotte stood at the entrance of the kitchen in her strawberry-patterned pajamas. She looked at the plate. Then at me. Then back at the plate. Her little brow furrowed in deep, severe suspicion. "Mommy..." "Yes, sweetie?" "What are those?" "Pancakes." She tilted her head. "They're black." "They're... charcoal-infused! Very trendy." Charlotte slowly backed away, her eyes darting toward the hallway. "Daddy!" Liam appeared a few seconds later. He was already dressed in a crisp white shirt and dark trousers, looking annoyingly put together for someone who had probably just woken up. His sharp gaze moved from Charlotte to me, and finally to the plate of blackened discs.

Following behind her were two large men in black. “Blair Zea, right? I’m a friend of your father’s.” Charlotte flashed an excited smile as she looked at Blair. After that, she came over, wanting to hold Blair’s hand, but the little girl hid behind Helen out of reflex. “Who are you?” Helen asked cautiously. Charlotte answered, “I’m a friend of Tyr Summers. He asked me to deliver something to his daughter.” As she spoke, Charlotte smilingly took out a small black porcelain vial. It was the one Pluto had given to her.

Ivory smirked when she saw Mari panicking; she smiled at her class mates who in turn clapped as she returned to her seat. The next person was Natasha. ‘Hello everyone my name is Natasha Colby, my father is knight Colby’ Natasha said. Collective gasps could be heard, everyone knew the story of how knight Colby rose to fame, he went from grass to grace. ‘I’m proficient in literature, calligraphy and embroidery’. Everyone clapped as Natasha went back to her seat. At last everyone had introduced themselves.

Chloe said slowly, like it was supposed to be a question, but it sounded more like she already knew it wasn’t the full story. “Nope” Charlotte replied, shaking her head. She smiled wider, remembering every detail. “I wore something close to nothing. I bought this tiny little red set… the one with the lace that barely covers anything. And then I made him look at me while I lay flat on his bed, legs open wide, just for him” Karina’s jaw actually dropped. “Girl! You did not! What if he had turned you down”

The binder beneath the shift began to darken, the grey fabric showing through the wet white silk like a brand. "Look!" Charlotte’s voice rang out. "The blight! It’s showing on her chest!"

Just before we were past the door, I caught Charlotte’s surprised gaze, her eyes on the high wheelchair and my legs. Yet again, they're leaving me all alone with her. I hate the fact that I can smell her deliciously addictive coconut scent or see the fullness of her body. She’s dressed in an absolute weapon of a black skirt and a simple red shirt, her dark hair falling all over her back in wild curls, hands clasped together but still shaking.

Kayla asked Ava and Chloe looking from one to the other but Charlotte answered for them "Myself and Ava do. Chloe is more of a science kind of person" Charlotte said and gave Chloe a friendly smile. Kayla took a look at Chloe. She was pale and skinny but not in a good way. She looked sun burnt. Ava on the other hand was black like Charlotte but she wore her hair in a crew cut which Kayla found fascinating. She was curvy with dimples on both cheeks and she was a bit on the chubby side. Kayla nodded at Charlotte