Charmed Cupid And Phoebe Novels & Stories

"My muscles have improved, and so have my abs; don't you want to see?" Embarrassment flashed through Phoebe's face. "No, I don't want that." His scent was alluring to her, and the next minute he smiled at her. "Too bad, mate." At the mention of mate, Ashford, Neon, and Luna's eyes widened. They were not expecting that to ever happen, not in a thousand years. They all glanced at Phoebe to see her reaction or what she might do. She had told them she was in love with someone, and now she found her mate.

“I thought I’d lost myself, Damian. That my dreams were too small for your world. But you saw me. You saw past the girl in the apron, past the pride, past the fear. You loved me before I knew how to love myself.” Tears were falling—his, mine, Celeste’s, Chris’s. “I promise to remind you who you are when the world forgets. To fight with you, not against you. And to choose you, over and over—even when life gets loud, even when we disagree, even when it would be easier to run.” We kissed to the sound of applause and lavender petals raining from above. Under the fairy lights, laughter bubbled. Glasses clinked. Guests danced barefoot in the grass. Plates clattered softly as servers whisked away e

her father finally replied before their call ended. Feeling victorious, Phoebe took a sip from her coffee with a smile on her lips. Now, all she had to do was wait for the report of one of her people regarding the current wife of Gavin. Since she cannot go to war without proper information, she has to be patient for a while and get to know who Kierra Devon is. "Since their wedding was not publicized, it must have something to do with the background of that woman. And not to mention, she looked quite familiar," she mumbled to herself while trying to crack her head open and remember where and when she had seen Kierra before.

Phoebe felt the need to unburden herself. She stared blankly into the distance, saying, "Actually, Chester and Elizabeth were the ones meant for each other. I forced him to marry me." As the words fell, a glistening teardrop fell directly on Phoebe’s fair hand. Sophia was left speechless. It was complicated. How did she end up being the mistress?

Her words were laced with a possessiveness that made my skin crawl. I took a step closer, my voice dropping to a menacing whisper. "What exactly did he tell you?" "Everything," she smirked. "What?" I muttered, my voice low in sadness. Phoebe's eyes sparkled with malice. "We were supposed to get married, Xavier and I. We were engaged, but... circumstances tore us apart." Her words were laced with a venomous intent. I felt a surge of anger, my fists clenched at my sides. "You're not making any sense, Phoebe. Xavier would never—"

Phoebe tried to pull away from his grip, but he held on tightly. "Curitis, please let go... he is my boyfriend," Phoebe insisted, desperate to clarify, especially to prevent any further misunderstandings with Alexander. Just then, a deep, menacing voice interrupted them. "Baby, what's wrong?" Alexander approached from behind, wrapping his arms around Phoebe and smiling softly, though his eyes betrayed a chilling intensity. Phoebe felt blindsided by Alexander's sudden appearance. He had been so far away just moments ago. Panicking, she shook off Curitis's grip, stammering, "I... I'm fine..."

Cupid was looking through the list of names in the chat room. He was glancing back and forth at a magic camera screen. He watched as Amy and Eli disappeared into her apartment, lips locked together. "Well, I do not think I will need to worry about them any longer" as he felt the mark of fate disappear as the new lines of fate were sealed. Cupid was watching the chat room now, sending the camera on Amy away. He was not a voyer, at least not today. He went back to sipping his small fruity drink that was inside a cut open coconut.

Adrian was not actually acting with her, but she was acting like the bride. “The bride is here!” Phoebe yelled at the top of her lungs. “Let the ceremony begin.” Trevor and Tristan hurried over to Luna. They took turns complimenting her; Luna smiled and received their compliments. “You look gorgeous.” Trevor told Phoebe, who blushed uncontrollably at the compliment. Luna smiled; it was still as before. Phoebe was in love with her brother's best friend. Although she had found her mate, Luna noticed that Phoebe hadn't gotten rid of her crush, which might be a one-sided love.

“I love you too, Finley.” Before I could throw something at his face, the manor door swung open and Phoebe walked out carrying a small tart with a lit candle. “Finally!” she huffed. “I thought you guys had already killed each other.” The sweet smell of sugar drifted through the air. “Come on, Finley. Make a wish.” For a moment I just stared at the candle. A tiny warm light after that whole drama. I took a long breath… closed my eyes and blew it out.

"I think you need an encyclopedia to give you more explanation but since you are so dumb and stupid then I would gladly expatiate my words' ' Phoebe said, she had this confidence and guts that I had never seen. "Kingston here is my mate and I am going to become Luna really soon, is it clearer to you or should I go further into details?" Phoebe sneered and waited for a response from jade. The poor girl was too shocked to even respond. I sort of felt sorry for her. " Fine!, I will go into some more details that you would not like to hear. Both of us are actually mated like we have literally fucked each other" Phoebe said and Jade gasped loudly like she had heard something horrific.