Charmed Morality Bites Novels & Stories

"Yes, but that was because she was a bad puppy. She has promised to bring you a new puppy soon. A good puppy." Chastity clapped. Greg looked at his sister, walked up, and kissed her next. "Charlotte, you are the goddess of morality. I will no longer try to punish you for telling me what you think is the right thing to do. It is your job. I may not always do what you say because my job is to keep a balance between good and evil. That will sometimes call for me to do the immoral thing, but at other times I will do the moral thing."

Darren said as he kissed the corner of her eyes and whispered in her ear, “We will never part again, okay?” Charlotte could not find words to express her feelings, so she put her face against Darren’s chest and playfully bit him. She left bite marks on his chest, shoulders, and arms. Her heart was filled with affection as she looked at the marks. With a helpless smile, Darren pointed at the most obvious bite mark on his neck and asked, “Why did you bite me? If I go to work tomorrow like this, people will laugh at me.” Charlotte rolled her eyes and let out a snort. Suddenly she grabbed his ear and pointed at the bite mark on her neck that had not disappeared. “You bit me last time, remember?

In a desperate attempt to break free, I sank my teeth into Charly's arm with all my might, refusing to let go despite his struggles. "Ah! You're biting me!" Charly recoiled in pain, momentarily weakened by the intense bite. His grip loosened slightly, but he remained intent on subduing me.

“Don’t you dare do anything to embarrass me, Benjamin Harris. Or I swear to God I will skewer you with the heel of my shoe later.” “Sounds sexy,” I winked. Charlie shook her head at me and took a bite of pasta. I loved the way she closed her eyes as she savored the creamy buttery sauce. Some of it lingered on her upper lip, and had we been anywhere else but here, I would have licked it off.

’ he thought while slowly opening the door of the bathroom. Charlie walks down the dark hallway lifelessly while thinking of what Ivote had said to him. ‘What are they going to do to me if I failed?’ he thought as he turns to the right where he bumps into someone. He looks up and sees Damian who was looking at him. “Careful, it’s dark out here,” Damian said as he pats Charlie on his shoulder before walking past him. Charlie turns to look at Damian’s back as he walks away from his servant. Charlie who was filled with guilt that he accepted Ivote and Grey’s orders and even thought of betraying his kind master swallowed his shame and calls to Damian.

I've concluded she's beautiful with the brain cells of a cockroach when the light is turned on. I thought I knew for a fact that no woman would tolerate this behavior from her mate, no one would stay with a man that treats women like rag dolls, but I stand corrected. Everything about Luna Charity is making me question solidarity with women, especially now that she's bugging Camilla. There is a code of ethics to everything, even among criminals, it exists but here all codes are unethical, unruly and hell bound. “I still can't believe it's you, Alpha Adrian's luna.” Charity giggles, her head leaning more towards Camilla.

I said, still a bit startled, "but where did that come from?" Adam gently rubbed his warm hands up and down my arms, a tender gesture that made the chill in the air fade slightly. "You were bitten," he replied, his voice low and soothing. I pulled back suddenly, my real annoyance flaring. "What?" "Let me finish," he said, taking a small step closer, his seriousness cutting through the tension. "The bite didn't break the skin... You got lucky." His gaze dropped, evading mine as if he were wrestling with the gravity of what he was saying.

Max began only to be cut off by the douchebag again. “I love it when you don’t associate that evil hyena with me. Definitely ‘her’ Dad only,” Dominic butt in, only to shut up when Max glared at him. “ …. whom she trusted and loved so much, is a fucking demon with no morals whatsoever and I have a lot to process about this weird non-human shit,” Max continued before he paled. “You won’t go all blood thirsty on me suddenly, will you ?” he shivered all of a sudden when he realized what he had blurted out.

The silence that followed rang louder than any scream. I blinked. Tasha? Is that not the same girl I saw at the mall earlier? Josh didn’t move for a beat. Then, he let out a short, bitter laugh. A smirk tugged at his lips, but it was lifeless. "Tasha," he repeated, voice flat. I felt a coil of unease wrap around my gut. Mr. William’s expression was smug now, his tone triumphant. "Yes. And unlike some people, she knows how to carry herself. She's educated, sophisticated, trained in business. She’s not some... circus act parading through scandals."

Her almond eyes widened as she looked at him in disbelief, "You... how did you bite me?" Was Leandro a puppy? Always biting people! "There's no other way, I called Mrs. Romero several times, but she didn't respond. I had no choice but to resort to this." He looked at her, his thin lips pursed slightly, as if savoring a memory. Charlotte's ears instantly became hot, and her earlobes turned red all of a sudden. "Well, well, you can't bite me either!" "Okay, I won't bite next time."