Charlotte Doyle Book Novels & Stories

Heath answered. “And that brought you to me,” Charlotte lifted an eyebrow and smirked. “Because I’m supposedly crazy? Why would I set her house on fire? She didn’t steal my baby. Just because she’s stupid enough to get involved with you three again? There’s no accounting for some people’s taste.” “True that,” Aislen stole another pea. “These are good. She didn’t do it,” she added to Heath rising to her feet. “We’re sorry to disturb you,” she said to Charlotte as she stepped off the porch to where Heath waited.

Charlotte thought, "Am I really going to be a mother? After listening to Liam Graham's words, a question has been looming in my mind. Couldn't I give Rex the happiness of being a father? I came to realize one thing that day when I told Rex that I was going to be a mother. He was so happy after hearing me. He loves children so much. Why didn’t I feel guilty while playing with his emotions! Why did I do that? Why did I listen to the man who never loved me or Alice! Listening to him I drag my own hole. The man who gave me a life of honor, I had betrayed him. That is why I myself have been deceived. Now I am getting the fruits of my labor. God has been punishing me for my deeds. Yeah, I shoul

“She spent days searching for that book, looking in every closet and under every bed tirelessly, but I had hidden it so well in the attic that she never found it until I was practically a grown man.” Kayla let out a sudden laugh and her eyes went shut as she giggled, the sound making the room feel a hundred times lighter, but the moment she realized I was watching her with a wide, happy smile, she went mute and lowered her head again, her shyness returning like a shield. I didn't want the moment to end so I extended my hand toward her. “Could I see it?” I asked, gesturing towards the book hidden behind her. She hesitated for a long beat and then she slowly reached back and handed it to me, h

Charlotte watched them go, waiting until they'd left our view before taking my hand. "Trust yourself," she said, her wolf rising in her eyes. "Laws and rules and witches be damned. You must do what is good for you, Sydlynn Hayle. Believe me, I have experience with these things." She'd spent her entire life enslaved to others up until recently. So, yeah. I believed her. I just wished I knew what the right decision was. Falling back into my own melancholy, I tore open the veil and took Charlotte home. ***

Charlotte then snatched the papers from his hand and grinned at him. “Isn’t it weird? Why is she staying in that kind of place? You know, she is the top stripper-sex worker there but why is she living in such kind of place? Ew, what are you doing Cullen? Why do you date that kind of woman?” Charlotte asked sarcastically. Cullen glared at her. “I don’t date her. She is not my girlfriend! But please stop doing bad things against her!” Cullen shouted at Charlotte. Charlotte scoffed. “What bad things? She deserves it and this one? It is the truth! She is living in that filthy apartment and I know there is someone who lives there too, right? It is Heartcille Reina, your secretary!” Charlotte resp

⸻ The three of them carried their coffee into the living room. James carefully lifted the journal. The leather was older than she’d realized. Soft from decades of use. Its edges were worn smooth. The pages had yellowed with time. Charlotte traced a finger across the cover. “No title.” James shook his head. “None.” Darrien leaned forward. “You ready?” Charlotte took a slow breath. “No.” She smiled nervously. “But I’m done running from answers.” James opened the cover. The first page held only six handwritten words. If you’ve found this… I’m already gone.

All Charity could do was cry loudly as her father began to throw away all her clothes. How will her life be now? An hour passed when her father kicked her out of their house. Charity decided to go to Leo's house herself. She turned the doorknob but she saw scattered clothes entering Leo's house. There are also women's clothes that hurt her heart. She gagged when she saw Dianna laying on top of Leo. Dianna grinds on top of Leo, and Leo closes his eyes. Charity heard a loud growl that broke her heart even more. "L-Leo," Charity loudly called her boyfriend. Leo was surprised when he saw Charity watching them. Dianna had a creepy smile on her lips as if she was still proud of her even though she

“How was the Queen?” Charlotte asked the second I opened the door. She was curled up on the couch reading a book. “Terrifying, but interesting.” “Well, what did she say? “That she will think about it. I’m pretty sure I pissed her off at the end though.” Charlotte’s hand came to my knee. “She will come to her senses and chose you. She would be a fool not to.” I looked over Charlotte in her pink silk pajamas. She barley looked forty with youthful skin and silky blonde hair. She actually reminded me of the image the goddess chose to show herself in.

He couldn’t fake ignorance if you handed him a script. Charlotte recounts the incident for him, and he gasps after each detail like he’s practised nonstop for this very moment. I know that he’s hiding something. But what? “Damon, I think we should go now,” she says, rising and tugging at the sleeve of my coat.

“You’ve changed.” “Yes.” I straightened my shoulders. “I’m writing a new book.” She looked wary. “Another silly romance?” “No. Not a romance. A book about me. About taking your life back. About picking yourself up when everyone wants you on your knees.” “You can’t publish that,” she said quickly. “Watch me.” My voice was ice. “I’m not your little girl anymore.” She rose from the sofa. “Charlotte, listen to me. You don’t understand the consequences…”