Charmed Novelas e Histórias

BRUCE Charlotta was a puzzle I couldn’t stop trying to solve. She sat across from me at the restaurant, her red lipstick catching the light as she sipped her water, her eyes darting between the twins’ banter and the harbor view. She played the part of the perfect secretary flawlessly—organized, poised, quick with a smile—but there was something beneath it all, a shadow that kept me on edge. I’d told Harley last night I couldn’t pin it down, but it was there, like a whisper I couldn’t quite hear.

She had been eager to get started on it, but now, it was like she had fallen off the face of the planet. She was many things… funny, stubborn, attractive, and smart, but unprofessional and irresponsible were not on that list. The sinking feeling in my gut only got worse when I called The Ellis Design group and someone else answered instead of Charlotte. “Ellis Group, Vanessa speaking.” “I need to speak to Charlotte Valente. This is Derek… from The Black Door,” I insisted. “Sir, she’s not in, but I will be happy to help you,” Vanessa said, and I could hear her smiling through the phone. Yet, I knew her name. I remembered seeing her before, standing outside the meeting room, glaring at Charlot

Damien crumpled to the floor, blood trickling from his lip. He didn't fight back. He just stayed on his knees, looking up at me. "Elara, tell them!" His voice was pleading. "Tell them you love me! Tell them you don't want to marry him!" I stared down at the man on the floor. The king of Chicago's underworld. Now, just a dog on his knees. "Who are you to me?" I asked. My voice was so calm it surprised even me. Damien stared, confused. "Are you my husband?" I held up my left hand. The Moretti diamond glittered in the light. "Did you ever promise me anything? Did you ever protect me?"

** Charlie's POV I couldn't stay further in the school infirmary or anywhere close to where Jayden was. I asked Greg to take me back to my apartment. The marking had gotten me extremely weak. Grace said my body was trying hard to adjust to Alpha pheromones, and for an Omega with mixed traits of recessive and dominant genes, it was crazy. "You will be fine, okay. Then I will take you to Pinfall Cinema tomorrow. There's a new movie hitting the screen!"

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

Alexander whispered, the corner of his lips pulling up into a slight, incredibly annoying smile. I quickly turned my face away, staring straight out the car window. The night streets, which were beginning to empty out, became my escape. I didn't dare look at his face. The charm radiating from the man was far too dangerous. I knew that if I were foolish enough to hold his gaze any longer, I would get caught and completely hypnotized by the way he looked at me. The luxury sedan began to move, gliding down the asphalt, driven smoothly and quietly by his personal chauffeur.

There was no denying that winning the total devotion of a man who even the richest heiress couldn't win over was something worth bragging about. And that was why seeing Brooke hold me made her rush over like a madwoman. "Let him go! Felix is my husband! You couldn't win him over back then, so now you're trying to swoop in while I'm in a bind? There's no need for that! He's nothing but damaged goods." Brooke backhanded Jessica, causing Jessica's face to swell up instantly. "Damaged goods?" Brooke looked down at her coldly. "Jessica, I don't blame you for being born trash. But what makes you think you're qualified to judge him, someone whom I couldn't win over?"

She immediately tells him to calm down. The window rolls down. “Hello officer…” Anthony's eyes falls to the tag name, “Charles. Is there a problem?” “Looked like you were in a heated argument with the young lady next to you. Is there any problem here?” He asked and Anthony glanced back at Abby, shaking his head. “We're fine officer.” The man shifts his eyes to Abby. “Ma'am, is everything okay?” Abby nods. “Yes, we're fine.” The man stares between the both of them, his eyes hanging over Anthony a little longer than he preferred.

I trailed off for a moment before continuing, "Chiseled muscles that I really want to caress. If other methods didn't work, why not try a succubus' charm? "Most important…" I purred alluringly, "I can feel the endless charm that you carry." Even as the Darkness began to shudder, I brushed my finger over my lips as I spoke calmly, "As for my wish… I wish to be conquered by a truly powerful Entity, dominated from soul to flesh, and to die in pure ecstasy." I could hear the other Players gasping behind me, but I kept going, every word I spoke a poison seeping into his consciousness. "That includes hyperventilation, shudders, and blanked eyes as I lose myself again and again as I climax."