Charlotte From Henry Danger Novels & Stories

Asked the werewolf. “Yeah, I'm better than I could have imagined.Thanks to you.” She said with a slight smile. “Well, that's good. I think it's high time we formally make introductions, don't you think?” “Oooh yeah, I'm Charlotte Fried” She said with a polite smile. “Call me Daniel.” “Now Charlotte, listen, there's something really important you need to know. Do you remember what happened with you back inside?”

“ Wake up!” Creed yelled through my head making me jerk “ This better be important” I growled back looking down at Charlotte sleeping next to me. She rolled over late in the night away from me, as much as I wanted to stop her and hold her tight I didn’t. She's curled up in a ball hugging one of the pillows with the blanket over her head “ I think we know where Henry took off to” he said making me sit up “ Where are you?” I asked standing up from my spot stretching my arms and legs

"Hello, Charlotte. I’m Jack. I know this situation is difficult, but I’m here to make sure you’re safe." Charlotte looked at Jack’s outstretched hand, hesitating for a moment before finally shaking it. Her eyes searched his face for any sign of trust or safety, and she found a sincerity that calmed her slightly. "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Colt," she said, her voice trembling just a little. Jack felt a pang of guilt when he saw the fear in her eyes. He knew she was being forced to accept a fate she had not chosen, and he silently promised himself he would do everything in his power to make it as painless as possible for her.

How dare you make my senior angry? ‘Even someone like Charlotte won’t keep you safe now!’ A few beautiful women disdainfully chuckled. ‘Safe to say, some people are just ignorant!’ Charlotte frowned; she didn’t think that Harvey would be this reckless. ‘Without me here, he would’ve died already! Does he not realize that?’

Angrily, I pulled out the offending object, took a quick glance before placing it in my ear. “Jake,” I said calmly, feeling the anger drain out of me. “What’s so important?” “Mr. Hale, sorry to disturb you, but you asked me to call if anything unusual happens with Ms. Charlotte. She’s heading out.” That was something unusual for Charlotte at this time of the night, but I could tell that wasn’t the end of it. “She has her bags with her,” he said with a hint of fear. I jerked out of my seat, knocking my chair back in my haste.

Her perfectly manicured nails were turning into claws as she stared dangerously as Charlotte. Charlotte flicked her hair completely unaffected by Helen's grand entrance. She seemed to be completely oblivious to the danger that she was in. If she was paying attention then she might have noticed Helen’s alpha status but she wasn’t paying attention, she was too busy flirting with Ryker. “From the way you said future mate I am guessing you are not his real mate. That means it is his choice,” Charlotte purred. She made no attempt to remove herself from Ryker’s arm which infuriated Helen. With a growl she ran across the canteen, her stilettos clicking as she ran across the wooden floor. She took h

Claire gave him the phone, barely listening to the spew of excuses and apologies her sister was spewing. "Hello Charlotte." Henry said with quiet rage. Charlotte went mute on the other line. "He.. Henry?"

He heard the soft voice from inside the mansion and the butler pushed the door open and walked in. “Mrs. President, Mr. Henry is here to see you.” He said and made way for the man behind him to walk forward. “Jane Swift!” Henry called out in a soft voice and she turned around from the window she stood with a glass of wine, and a smile the butler has never seen in his life flashed through Jane’s lips. “Henry, it’s so good to have you here.” She walked over and leaned forwards and he kissed her cheek, then she glanced at the butler. “You may leave.” He told him and he nodded, glancing at them once more before leaving.

Elijah said, to which Charlotte replied, "Okay. That's fine." "Yeah. Alright, I will let you go to where you’re headed. I have some work to get on with. Take care, Charlotte." Elijah flashed her a smile, and Charlotte waved back. "Goodbye." Charlotte smiled as her nervousness faded while she continued to Anne's father's house. It wasn’t far from Teddy's house, and upon seeing the white mansion that stood ahead, and belonging to Teddy. Charlotte sighed, braced herself, and knocked at the gate entrance to Chief Henry Robert's home.

“We’re close to confirming it.” “And when we do?” I asked. Jillian didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. His eyes told me everything. They would burn the whole city down if it meant getting my father back—and keeping me safe. The next day, tension hung over the mansion like a storm cloud. Everyone was on edge. Even the usually unreadable Joseph Colbert looked uneasy. “Christy,” he called out when I entered the hall. “Yes, sir?” He studied me. “You’ve grown a backbone.”