Charmed Lives Novels & Stories

Jared had changed her life. "What are you thinking about?" he asked when they entered the large, cozy living room. A fire was crackling and popping over a stack of logs, and through a large doorway she caught a glimpse of Nancy and Gerald in the kitchen, talking and smiling. She wasn't sure what she'd expected when she'd thought a hundred times about meeting them on the plane flight over. They were warm and sweet, just like Jared. They were not at all like the rich clients she'd been forced to deal with while working at Sabine's. The Redmonds had heart. "I was thinking how wonderful everything has been since I met you." Heat built in her cheeks, but she couldn't help it.

“It’s been so long since I last saw you. You look… better. Happier. You carry yourself well. I’m grateful for that and I’m truly thankful for that. I imagine it’s because of your wife’s care. Speaking of which, where is she?” Arnav offered only a slight bow in acknowledgment, no joy in his expression even though his mother had praised him after so long. His handsome features looked weary, showing the disappointment he felt toward the world. His face remained calm, carved from stone. Still, a faint smile filled with arrogance and pretense rested elegantly on his lips with unapologetically mocking, as though daring them to keep pretending they belonged here. “I suppose you’ve already guessed,”

They say cherish the memories of your love one's that have died but remembering everything about that person and then you realizing that it's only memories and you won't be able to make more memories with them is the worst form of toture. It only makes you miserable. I once had a beautiful and peacefull life that wasn't full of death and misery. I was ready to start a family with the love of my life but unfortunately the universe didn't agree with it. Fate had decided to take him and our unborn baby away from me. I lost my mother and baby sister. My older brother Alessandro was killed on his way home. The only people I have left in my dark and misrebale life is my dear father, twin brother a

She thought about the husband who had unhesitatingly taken the fall and was handcuffed for her, the man who had once looked at her like she was his entire world and given her all his devotion and loyalty. If… If only she hadn't done what she did, the woman standing under the sky full of fireworks now, wearing a ten-carat diamond ring, and enjoying the envy of the world and endless devotion would have been her! Two lines of turbid, bloody tears rolled down from her ulcerated eyes. Her heart rate monitor emitted a piercing, long sound as the squiggly line representing life flatlined into a straight line. … Meanwhile, under the dazzling lights, golden confetti and flower petals drifted down fro

" I had to remind myself that not all men were bad and that I should give both him and I a chance. In the end, that was the right thing to do. Carl was a wonderful person. Even after half a month of sharing a living space, not one thing he did made me uncomfortable. He was always dressed tidily in shared spaces, and he always prepared food and drinks that I loved for me. The video players were always filled with movies that I liked, and whenever there was a sold-out concert I wanted to see, he would somehow get me a ticket. "Carl, I can't repay you for all this." He just smiled and shook his head. "I never wanted you to.

Kim replies. “It wouldn’t hurt who to stop by?” A small woman with strawberry blonde hair wearing a short purple cocktail dress with a plunging neckline walks up on the opposite side of Charles. “I almost forgot you were here, Lisa.” Kim starts with sarcasm dripping from her words. “Oh, you can be so funny when you want to be, Kim.” The woman says as she grabs a hold of Charles’s arm and gives him a kiss on the cheek while watching me out of the corner of her eye.

"Now put me down!" "Not in this life," Dami responded. "You refuse to listen." You are an unforgiving harridan. You don’t care how you make me feel. You love me, but you don’t love me! It was a distinction that made Charley stop fighting him so she could try to work it out. The moment she relaxed in his arms, he let her feet slither to the ground. The doors to the lift parted as if he’d planned it. And maybe he had; Charley wouldn’t put it beyond his capabilities. He dragged her out by the clamp of fingers he had around her wrist. The slide of a plastic key, and she found herself standing in the most palatial suite of rooms she had ever seen.

Behind the banana tree, Charity drew the leaves and walked out. She wore a discreet smile. “I didn’t expect Young Master Jewell to be so well-liked by girls. Girls these days are really bold and proactive. I’m old.” Looking at Charity’s pretty face, Chester could not help but smirk. “If you’re considered old, I’m even older.” “For men, the older, the more charming,” Charity said. “Really?” Chester suddenly grabbed hold of her hand and pulled it. “Do you think I’m charming?”

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!"

And she always got what she wanted. Three streets down away from where Elijah worked, Charlotte and Amara had completely forgotten about their lives back at home, they were enjoying each others company and making fun of people way too much. They walked down the busy street that was filled with different kinds of shops. Although Charlotte was having the time of her life, she just couldn't shake her thoughts away.