Charlotte Light Novels & Stories

Chris Hey beautiful you ready for tomorrow I can’t wait to see you I texted Mena She is all I can seem to think about lately Just wanting to get to know her get closer to her will make my day right now I get up and decided to get ready for the day I showered and got dressed and as I was leaving the bathroom my phone dang with a response from Mena which made me light up from within Good morning handsome was her response along with her asking about where I want to take her and what time to be ready we texted back and forth for a while then I found out I wouldn’t be alone with her I had to bring Josh for her friend Tory I wonder what that’s about but I don’t push I just wanna be near her so I t

These guys were werewolves and they would know instantly that I was too. Avoiding eye contact, I kept going like nothing was bothering me. “I apologize I am running behind. My name is Charlotte Peterson. Let’s not waste anymore time and get to it!” I plastered a smile on my face as the lights went down. The projector turned on and I grabbed my pointer.

With every chant getting louder, Charlotte’s eyes glow brighter than ever, the deep purple covering almost her entire eyes. Katya gulps as the fire starts burning even more, the flames now reaching the ceiling. It’s now almost impossible to see Caleb beneath all the fire. “Charlotte...” Katya tries calling her out once more. If there was any hope of saving Caleb earlier, it’s all gone with these high flames. Her heart aches at the thought of that boy turning into ashes. Suddenly Charlotte looks up at the ceiling while her hands are extended in front of her above the fire. Her eyes are closed and it looks like she has surrendered her everything to the higher power.

With nothing left to hold onto, Charlotte walked down the empty streets, her heart heavy with despair. She wore a black veil that covered her completely, revealing only her eyes. She even had on dark sunglasses. She dared not walk in the open or be seen, nor did she dare expose Juliana’s crimes to the world.

From there, she had to cross a busy street. Charlotte stood at the curb, waiting for the light to turn green. Suddenly, a strong force shoved her from behind. Charlotte had no time to react. She stumbled forward, completely losing her balance. Right in front of her was a busy main road, cars rushing by. The pedestrian light was red. A speeding car couldn’t stop in time. The driver’s eyes widened in horror as his vehicle hurtled straight toward Charlotte. In that split second, it felt like she saw death reaching out for her.

Just as she bent down, planning to take off her shoes and walk barefoot, two blinding beams of white light flared up behind her. She turned instinctively. A bright blue Rolls-Royce slid to a stop in front of her in a smooth, flashy drift. The window rolled down, revealing a man whose good looks could not be hidden even behind sunglasses. One hand rested lazily on the steering wheel. He gave her a whistle, his tone light and teasing. “Walking alone this late? You look kind of pitiful. Want a ride? I’ll take you home.” Charlotte stood there for a long moment. Just as he assumed she was about to refuse, she walked straight around the car and opened the passenger door.

Her office felt different in the early morning light. Peaceful. The city stretched beyond the windows, washed in pale shades of gold as the sun climbed above the skyline. For the first time in days, she almost relaxed. Then the lights flickered. Once. Twice. Charlotte frowned. The building generators almost never failed. A second later, her office phone rang. “Charlotte.” “Morning.” James. “You see that?” “The lights?” “They flickered in my office too.” Before she could answer, another call came through on her mobile.

"James, you mean…? And that's where Charlotte was imprisoned? And the other children?" "Yes, I can't stop thinking about how she must have felt.... " This isn't the James I'm used to. He normally seems so.... untouchable.... ".... It's like something out of Dante's nightmares," he says. Charlotte's personal nightmare.... ***** BLESSINGMOORS: NINE YEARS AGO There is a bang and the door clangs open. Searing light streams in, burning the eyes, scorching her sight. "Get her out of here, quick, and keep her quiet."

But her bright smile and sweet personality got rid of any negative thoughts that I had. Christine Gyamfi Stanzolio is the Light to my Shadow.

"What can I do for you today?" Charlotte closed the door behind her and came across the room to sit as he invited her to do so. Already she felt a little uneasy about being here. Perhaps it was because she knew she was about to contract her blood out to a vampire. Again, she had to remind herself what this was all for and how much of a gentleman Lord Hunt both seemed and sounded to be. "Mr. Mosey, I would like to enter a contract with Lord Hunt," Charlotte said slowly and gave him her best smile.