Charmed Cupid And Phoebe Novels & Stories

“You’re safe here.” After a few more bites, Zoey looked up at Charlotte. “Thank you,” she said quietly. Charlotte smiled gently. “Tell me about your mate,” she prompted, wanting to know more about Zoey’s love life. “I’ve never been mated,” Zoey replied, her voice trembling slightly. “I just pray that when I do find my mate, he will be someone who can protect me.” There was a hint of longing in her words, and Charlotte could see that this was something Zoey deeply desired.

Phoebe was seen holding Jude's arms and smiling at everyone else as they passed by. For some reason, Lucy, and Celine appeared in front of their workplace and basically talked with each other. “See, Lucy? He's happily married to Miss Phoebe. I heard she's cured, perhaps that's the reason why she was on hiatus for so long.” Celine muttered whilst watching them with adoration in her eyes. Lucy spoke. “Mr. Sanders and Miss Phoebe do look good together.” She affirmed then glanced at Emerald, rolling her eyes at the sister and then backed off.

He grimaced and thumped his forehead with his fist in frustration. "KYLE! Don't do that! You just had a concussion!" Phoebe exclaimed. He looked at her in embarrassment. "Right, sorry." They sat opposite each other on the couches. He sighed then frowned as he realized someone was missing from this situation. "Where are Charlize and Chloe?" he asked. Phoebe's expression turned awkward. "Fiona didn't call Charlize." Kyle frowned. "Why not?" Phoebe was having difficulty not staring at Kyle's bare chest. "Since she started going out with Chloe, it's been uncomfortable to be with her," Phoebe confessed.

Everyone collectively turned toward the entrance of the cemetery. A woman was scurrying toward us, only to freeze at the sight of me. After a startled pause, she suddenly lunged toward me and wrapped me in her arms. "Honey, I swear things aren't as Victor said! You've got to hear me out!" Serena quickly snapped into her fight mode, pulling the random woman away and slapping her on the face. "Get your hands off my boyfriend!" The woman staggered a few steps back, barely managing to steady herself. When she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked up, everyone who once knew Phoebe was stunned.

I have watched it all, how the arrow vanishes with the haze, fading into darkness as I slowly lose my consciousness. “This arrow is enchanted. Once used, it will return to me until I give it to someone and wait for it to zoom back.” I sat, breathless. I couldn’t take my eyes off the arrow. The part where I pierced my chest smarted, as though I had just pierced it on my chest. “When Cupid, the original cupid – Eros as I call him – had once roamed the earth and fell in love with a human named Psyche, I was shocked; I did not expect that, all the other gods did not. They are so in love but Aphrodite despised her. I was there when this arrow pierced her heart, her soul floated across the room an

He turned his head towards Phoebe and said, “Well little sister, it seems the reason you hadn’t found your mate was he’s a bit younger and an American until recently. Kenneth, my apologies, I didn’t even think to tell you fellows that you could possibly find your fated mates tonight.” As I look at Phoebe and I can see she is smiling with happy tears on her face. I am awestruck and I whisper, “You’re my mate? Phoebe is my mate!?” “Yes, now bend down here big boy so I can give you a proper hug.” As I bend my 6 foot 9 inch self towards Phoebe's 5 foot frame she wraps her arms around my neck and I scoop my hands under her ass to lift her to me while wrapping her legs around my waist.

“I hope dinner was half as tasty as you are, sweetheart.” She flushed and laughed. “It was amazing. Damon said this is his favorite place, and I can see why.” It had been. Right then, as my friend stared down Phoebe’s cleavage, I was prepared to walk out and never come back. When he kept her hand and stroked the back of it, I was on the verge of demanding back my investment. I couldn’t believe the angry thoughts roaring through my head just from his light flirtation. Abruptly, she stood up. “Excuse me. I need to use the ladies’ room.” She addressed that to me with a smile that dimmed a bit when she glanced at Caspian. “It was nice meeting you, Mr. Dillard.”

Adriano cut me off, playing into Phoebe’s narrative. We were sitting so close to each other, the picture of a perfect new couple so I sneakily pinched his sides. He didn’t even flinch, just kept on smiling but turned to me with a raise of his brow. I cocked my head and stared back at him. God, it was so annoying that I couldn't even make him feel pain. Luckily, Phoebe thought we were having a romantic moment. “Awwwn, you both are so cute! Oh, how I love young love,” she said. “How lucky you both are.”

On the back of the charm, a single word was engraved: Strength. I looked up at Chris, my eyes filled with emotion. “Thank you,” I whispered. “For this, for being here... just, thank you.” Chris pulled me back into his arms, holding me tight. “We’ll get through this, Emily. You and me together.” As Chris held me, the warmth of his embrace offering a momentary reprieve from the chaos swirling around us, I heard the creak of the door behind us. I pulled away slightly, wiping my tears as Phoebe stepped into the living room. She stopped short when she saw Chris, her eyes widening in surprise.

Edward said as he stood looking at the two company employees in what looked like a love scene. "Dad, they seem like a perfect match," Carver said to Edward. "What? No-no... that will never happen!" Secretary Cheri freed herself from the hands that were holding her body. "Get away from me, Manager Joan!" Manager Joan said. "I believe we are meant to be, Secretary Cheri. Just like Young Master Carver said." Cheri's secretary dusted her arm. "That can't happen in my lifetime! I'm too young and too beautiful to be the wife of an old man like you!"