Charlotte Novels & Stories

Or a dish that you liked? “What the hell do you mean by that?” Apparently, my questions had surprised him beyond measure because now he looked like I was the crazy one “How can you not know who the hell Sansa is? Have you never heard of the Starks? Game of Thrones?” “Did you name it after a fictional character, then?” I said without carrying still looking apprehensive at the big dog with gray fur and blue eyes that kept in the same position, "And it's female, right?" With an exasperated sound, Louis pulled away from me to take the bed back and place it on the side of the living room couch and where Sansa immediately lay down.

"May I know what is your name and where are you from?" Charlotte swallowed her nervousness before speaking with a calm voice. "My name is Charlotte, my parents have been gone for so long and I spend my entire life wandering around Alabama... these fast few days have been so rough for me and many warriors attempt to take advantage of my innocence!" "Is that so? Then you knocked on the right door. I'm Ammon, please come in and I'll make you some hot tea!" Charlotte smiled. "Thank you so much, Ammon!" She went inside Ammon's house and saw that there were many fruits and bread on his wooden table.

I say as I drag them out the door and off to the ball. When we arrive at the Chenney Manor house, I have to admit I am impressed. The place is beautiful. We exit our car at the red carpet in front of a lovely portico held up by Grecian style pillars. The front of the house is all white and covered in climbing ivy and roses. Its like someone’s dream wedding location. There is press outside vying for our attention but we just smile and wave politely. It’s hard to just keep walking when they are asking questions about the trials and today’s verdict and Alex stops to speak to try and direct attention to the wonderful charity work, we are here to support instead.

Charlotte, sensing his vulnerability, slid closer, her voice dripping with compassion. "Alexander, you're drinking too much. You need rest. Your wife is gone; you can meet her later. Come, let me help you," Charlotte cooed, her hand wrapping around his. Alexander's blurry gaze met Charlotte's concerned expression, but his intoxicated mind failed to register the danger lurking beneath her solicitous words. With Charlotte's guidance, Alexander stumbled toward the elevator, his legs faltering beneath him. She steadied him, her grip firm but gentle. As they stepped into

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

“Miss Garrison, did Charlene introduce you to her date that evening.” “She must have done but I don’t remember.” My eyes flashed and my mind raced. I knew exactly where Gideon was going to take this but there was no stopping it. “Miss Garrison, can you tell this court what you told Charlene that evening?” “I don’t know. It was months ago. I didn’t know many people that well. I can’t remember those conversations.” “Charlene remembers you talking about being broken into back home and how it excited you.” “That’s a lie!”

Taking Kate’s hand I squeeze it, as I turn to the woman. Moving forward she moves forward to me wrapping her arms around my waist. I stand there paralyzed before I put my hands on her shoulders to push her away. “What is your name?” I ask, “I’m Louise, I just arrived here yesterday,” she says. “Where did you come from?” I ask. I’m so confused, I can only ask stilted questions, “I came from the Harvest Moon Pack,” she replies.

he asked softly, clearly stunned, as they joined the line waiting at Rupert’s teller window. “I believe Daniel implied that Charlotte is in St. Louis.”

Charlotte ran into the room but stopped when she saw Priya. “Who’s that?” she whispered loudly to Seraphine. “That’s Priya. She’s staying here too because she has a baby in her tummy that needs the doctors to watch carefully. Just like James.” “Oh.” Charlotte processed this, then waved at Priya. “Hi! I’m Charlotte! My mama has a baby in her tummy too! His name is James and he’s being difficult.” Priya laughed. “Nice to meet you, Charlotte. My baby is being difficult too.”

I found myself laughing for the first time all day. A few minutes later Charlotte walked in, carrying extra cleaning supplies. “I heard you got stuck with cleaning duty,” she called out. “Thought I’d come help—” She stopped dead when she saw Eros. Her cheeks turned bright pink instantly. “Oh… hello.” Eros turned and gave her a slow, sexy smile that made even me raise an eyebrow. “Well, hello. And who might you be?” Charlotte actually blushed harder. “Charlotte Harrington. I’m… a friend of Julian’s.”