Charlotte Making Fiends Novels & Stories

Charlotte asked trying to figure out the reason behind her wolf’s wish. “Just trust me. Write it.” Her wolf snapped. Worried that she’d anger her more, Charlotte quickly put ‘fairies’ below ‘werewolves’ but she didn’t think that they were fairies amongst the species in her. She flipped the pages of the book again after her wolf’s weird behavior. The page opened to that of ‘werecats’. Charlotte was surprised at that. Werecats…huh! There’s no way that this is real, she thought to herself.

“I hate you! You are a bad guy, a liar! You told me yesterday Mommy would come in a while. I have slept for a long time, but Mommy hasn’t come yet. You’re a big liar!” “Charlotte, Mr. Valentine is not a liar. He is your dad, Charlotte’s dad.” Charlotte’s childish voice carried a thick nasal sound from the crying. She shook her head vigorously upon hearing Maria’s words. “He is not Daddy! He is a bad guy! He is a liar!” Mark’s narrow eyes squinted upwards, but he did not get angry. He just stared at Charlotte. “Also, Mommy has said that she will find Daddy for me.” Charlotte was in Maria’s arms. “Uncle Dean and Uncle Handsome treat me well. They will be my daddies!”

I picked up my phone and check my F******k, I saw a friend request from Charlotte Davies, I checked the profile picture and see Charlotte picture so I accepted the friend request. "Am hungry Jeffery" Clara said and I quickly went to check what I was cooking. After she has eaten I took her to my neighbor I do drop her for anytime am going for my part-time work. Since mum hardly drop our feeding fees, she only remember once in a while so I had to work part time to settle some bills. to be continue this people are confusing us, will Charlotte ever get close to Jeffery, after she realize their parent are together. **rosapearl**

Charm quit thinking like that! I stretched my arms. Haist. It is so good doing this! I thought it is only nice doing it in the morning but look what I have done. I have wakened my body already! Common Charm we need to return in bed. There’s no ghost, right? The moon shines so brightly and they will melt with the moonlight. Stupid I am right?

“Help me! Please!” Adam’s eyes widened in shock. “Charlotte! Have you lost your mind?” he shouted, rushing toward us. “Let her go!” “Not until I’ve dealt with her,” I snapped, my grip on Eleanor’s hair tightening. “This woman doesn’t deserve to live after everything she’s done.” Adam grabbed my arm, trying to pull me away. “Charlotte, stop this! Are you mad? She’s sick! You’ll kill her!” “Sick?” I scoffed, laughter bubbling up from my chest. “She’s not sick, Adam. She’s a fraud! A manipulative liar who’s been fooling you this whole time!”

Alley plopped on the couch and spread her leg's with a smile on her face. 'Is she out of her mind ? Why would she ring the doorbell?' Charlotte thought. "Alright then, Make yourself comfortable, I'm going back to my work, I don't have time for this." Charlotte turned on her heels to leave, but before she could move, Alley grabbed her. "Not so fast, I'm here to show you something fascinating, you won't believe it, come sit with me." "What is so fascinating? I'm busy, I have to finish making my cookies." Charlotte wanted to scamp off, she knows Alley too well, most times she uses the word fascinating, it might be something not worth it.

With there only being two places to lie on either side of Charlotte, and three ‘men’ who all wanted to snuggle her, a battle of testosterone began. In the end, Brandon’s cuteness won him Lotte’s right, and Mateo’s purring won him her left. Now, boiling hot from head to toe, the girl had to tap into her inner worm in order to wiggle out of the heap of bodies. Panting and feeling a bit manic from her dream, Charlotte made her way to the kitchen. Baking - Her lifesaver - would help to calm her again; of this she could bet money.

“A... Witch? Are you havin’ me on?” His mouth twitches like he’s tryna hold back a smirk. “Surprised you don’t believe it. After everything that's happened to yer. You must be one daft princess.” I inhale sharply. Don’t rise to it, Charlotte. Calm the fuck down. “Okay. So let’s pretend I’m a Witch. That explain the weird dreams, yeah?” He tilts his head, a brow raised. “What dreams?” “The talkin’ animals. Like a cat. And someone named Alan.”

he says and I shrug. "You're not going to tell me?" he asked and I shrugged. "Maybe on our next date? Where do you want to be taken Miss Witch?" he asked me and I laughed. "Not all of us like to be called Madame Witch," I point. "Fine, where would you like to go Charlotte? The club? Would you like to get drunk and dance?" he asks me, the only memories I had of a club and dancing were of the ones with Luna, the night we caused her troubles and she ended up dying.