Charmed Series Novels & Stories

“Wow! She's beautiful. Her bracelet is expensive... I couldn't even afford it.” They kept murmuring while pointing at her. Charlene ran her fingers through her hair anxiously, she regretted ever coming to the library. However it wasn't her first time in the library, she often came with Javier and Charles, three of them always visited the library before she got married to Richard. She halted on the track, phone cameras flashed on her, some of them started uploading on the internet. All of a sudden Javier appeared in their midst, he sauntered casually to her and covered her with his black long coat. “Keep walking.” He whispered to her.

He shot one more cold glance at me, then he rushed out of the room with Marcus following behind him. Few minutes after he left, I heard a loud howl. It was Charde’s, and that certainly meant that his father was dead, because that was the wail that we werewolves made whenever we lost someone precious to us. Charde returned to the room as a burning fire, his eyes beaming red with rage. “Who are you working for?” His voice gave me cold feet immediately. “And answer me quickly before I do something rash." “What do you mean, Charde? I love you and would never do anything to hurt you. I swear on my life, I didn’t poison your father—”

“Can you keep it down, Taylor?” “Charlie, I’m going to bed.” Taylor declared. He shot her a look, a very clear ‘No sex tonight because I’m angry’ look. Not that she cared at the moment. She was more engrossed by the drama. Taylor let out a bitter sigh, shaking his head. Grayson followed him up the staircase, muttering, “Unbelievable. Just unbelievable.” When Charlie and Savannah finally finished the series, they sighed in emotional satisfaction. “I really love Jun Ji-Hyun,” Charlie said, wiping the last of her tears.

So Mom is returning to Great Grandma's with us? "Yeah." Before speaking, Jasmine couldn't help but grimace when she heard that. Not because she was unwilling to see Charlene. Not that Jasmine didn't miss her, too. She hadn't seen Charlene in a very long time. She hadn't heard from Charlene in more than two weeks, which was unusual. Jasmine felt she did miss Charlene a little now that they had brought her up. However, they knew Charlene would return from her business trip to spend the evening with them at Henderson Mansion. When she woke up the morning after coming home, she discovered that Charlene had been gone. When Jasmine saw Charlene was not home, she secretly rejoiced.

Charmine sat before him and, crossing her long legs and putting her hair back, proudly ordered, “Sign me up for some drama roles. Form a live-filming crew.” She had to move away for a period to detach herself from the outside world completely. She needed an opportunity and environment like this. Eric looked at her. “Okay.” Charmine always had a lot of resources to work with and invitations but had turned them all down because of Anthony. Now, as long as she wanted to, there were countless invitations for her to agree to! Within ten minutes, Eric already chose to sign her up for a show called, [Recovery.] This show was about a beautiful woman, a dark mogul who detested the world. A kind-heart

“They were childhood friends of Chelsea’s, but Cynthia and Olivia were always closer. We didn’t know their real plan for Charity or Elle until we were already here. Damon’s mother, threatening to turn us over to Red Saw if we dared run.” “Thank the Goddess they’re both worm food then,” I growl out, wishing they were alive so I can kill them myself. “Both are dead. Why haven’t you taken Charity and left?” “It seems the more we run from her destiny, the more we run right into it.” He sighs, a subtle smile on his lips. “She is a wonderful gamma, though.” Pride in his words, as he stands from the couch, with me following his actions. “She is,” I agree, my hand extending, in a peace offering and

“Sera, this is your film. You need to be present for the campaign. Figure out childcare that’s what resources are for but be present.” After the call, Seraphine discussed it with Damien over dinner while Charlotte threw peas with scientific precision, testing trajectory and velocity. “Charlotte, food goes in mouth,” Seraphine redirected automatically. “Not across the kitchen.” “Testing!” Charlotte announced cheerfully, launching another pea. “Testing what exactly?” “Physics. Obviously.” Damien caught the pea mid-flight. “She’s conducting experiments. Very scientific.” “She’s making a mess.” “Both can be true.” After the meal or what passed for a meal when twenty percent of food ended up on t

Felicity envied her for that. Felicity shut her eyes. It wasn't Elizabeth Taylor on the couch, but her. Eyes darkened by kohl, almost catlike in her steady gaze, she gestured for Marc Antony to come to her. Only it wasn't Richard Burton playing Marc Antony, but Jared. His skin was golden from hours in the sun, and his hair was a little longer, enough to thread her fingers through and grasp the silky strands.

She muttered her dark black eyes glaring at him. The doctor let go of her hand in fear, he stepped back and decided to seat calmly without speaking to her. He could feel the glares of the guards stationed in various positions in the room, he wondered what type of young lady she was given her gentle outlook but her character was fierce. "Tell me, when will the result be here? Tell me if am dying already... I need to know that much at least." Remona screamed at Fred (the doctor.) "Ma'am we are sorry for the inconvenience, but our testing machine has a slight problem. But your test results will be here in less than 10 minutes" Fred muttered glancing at his watch.

Charlene pouted as I was about to shut the door. "Oh? Who’s the charmer in that one?" I asked curiously. "Declan of House Storm. He is perfect, cocky and mocking, yet charming." Charlene sighed dreamily. "Ah, His Caged Princess." I smiled before shutting the door and walking down the hall, unable to stop the shiver that ran through me. Goddess! It was freezing out here.