Charmed Novels & Stories

It hurts but can only be felt. "Is it a sin to love a much older man? Why does everyone despise me?" she said with tears. "Mr. Dion shouldn't have said that. Savira is now your wife. Mas Dion should have loved, not despised." Dion smiled slyly. "What do you know about her? That woman just took Daddy from us, Hen. She only wants treasure nothing more than that." "Not everything that looks bad is bad. Sometimes what is good in front of it stabs in the back."

“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,”

Charlotte couldn't hide her irritation as she didn't like Teddy. "Let go of me," she told him, but he looked at her pretty brown face, unable to understand how she was healing so easily like an Alpha. "Hmm," Teddy let go of Charlotte's arm as he noticed how beautiful she looked. Also, she was emitting a strong energy, and he was sure her baby had been removed. So, where was this Alpha aura coming from? "Hmph," Teddy frowned, not wanting to think that Charlotte's blood had mixed with the dead baby's blood. He was sure the baby was an Alpha after he noticed how strong the baby was. The baby had Jack's blood and so it was a strong pup.

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?"