Romans & histoires Charmed Power Of Three Blondes

"She's innocent. She was defending herself from me and Damon. She doesn't deserve to be locked up like some criminal." Dominic set his papers down slowly. "Doesn't deserve it? She paralyzed your brother's face. She used some kind of dark power against my son." "Because we were trying to force ourselves on her!" Damian's voice was getting louder. "We were going to hurt her, and she fought back. Any person would have done the same thing." "Any person?" Dominic stood up, his chair scraping against the floor. "Any person doesn't have the power to deform an alpha's face. She's dangerous, Damian. Can't you see that?"

Grinning like he was president of my fan club, dumping gifts on me like he had stock in a department store. All of it? Fake. Now that they've got the certificate? This is the real them. I let out a cold laugh and pointed at the door. "Out. All of you. Or I'm calling the cops for trespassing." Margot's smile twitched, but she slapped on her fake charm and grabbed my hand. "Oh, sweetheart, don't be like that. We're family! How can that be trespassing?" She flashed that sugary grin. "You're just upset. Christopher and I were only joking.

Blake flinched and released her like her skin had burned him. "You're a…" He swallowed a growl. "You're sick, Charlotte. A damn psychopath." He stepped back, but she just waved him off, bored. "I'm the one with the power to save you or watch you drown. You've got three days to make a decision." She picked up her champagne and leaned back with a smirk. "Now leave, Blake. I intend to enjoy my night, and you're starting to ruin it." The bodyguards flanked him again, but Blake grabbed the project folder from the table.

Like men driven mad, they tried to rush toward the platform, shouting over one another. "Nicole, don't do this!" "Nicole, you're my fated mate. You can't bond with someone else!" Charlie's face flushed red as he yelled, "Nicole, we grew up together. You can't betray me." Caleb stepped in front of me at once. His tall frame was like a wall, shielding me from view. He radiated pure Alpha power, his presence pressing down on the room as he glared at Joshua and Charlie. "She's my mate now. You were the ones who hurt her and let her suffer, and you still have the nerve to come here and harass her?"

Her cold tone lingered in the room as she turned to leave, her back seemingly regal and proud. Scarlet had a frown on her face, yet there was a small glimmer in her eyes. Before Horizon Night? Prove her innocence? Horizon Night was only five days away, so how could Charmine prove her innocence in five days’ time? She went viral as ‘the third-wheeler’; the third-wheel who destroyed another family. She could not even forgive herself, so how could Charmine save her?

The bond creates this sense of having known each other for your entire lives and love blossoms almost instantly. “Well, that is where we can help,” I say. A group of three mates is called a mate trio and it is based on Selene and her two mates.” I tell Devin and Xander everything Lucille had told us. It is their turn to look completely dumbfounded. “Well, shit!” Devin’s eyes as round as saucers. “That about sums it up,” Charlie says. “I really don’t like that we can’t tell Brandon about this,” I say, “especially with this war coming. We could use his thoughts on this one.”

Code Three is when they switch personalities in descending-order switch where they completely traded lives for twenty-four hours. Charles would drop his rigid, controlled personality and take on Chase’s arrogant womanizer role. Chris would step into Charles’s shoes, becoming cold, dominant, and demanding. Chase would play Chris, acting calm, polite, and diplomatic. It was a flawless performance and so far no one has been able to beat them in the game. Charles let out a low chuckle. The stiffness in his shoulders eased, replaced by sudden excitement. “Wow,” he muttered. “You’re even more evil than I am, Counselor.”

"You crazy woman! Why would you assume that I will kiss you? I don't like you. I have high standards for women! You're not my type!" Thane stood up, still holding the part she had kicked. He had a very dark expression, and she knew he was still trying to control his temper. "Three chances! I will give you three chances to kill me and return me to my grave. You will use your power every four months to turn back time. After three chances and you still failed, I will kill that man in front of you!" Thane yelled at her, then slammed the door to her face. She didn't get the chance to talk back to him. Elisia knew that the werewolf king wasn't bluffing. He would kill Adrian if she failed.

The barrage of comments was sharp and mocking like shards of ice, but I remained unruffled and gazed at Cyril quietly. "Ms. Nichols, please reveal your answer," Robin said politely. I swept my gaze across the scene before revealing slowly, "The three cards are all blanks." The words hung in the air, followed by utter silence. Regina was the first to speak up. She mocked, "Are you serious? Cyril told everyone he'd draw three poker cards at random from a deck. How could they possibly be blanks? Even if you have a death wish, don't drag me into it. What a joke."