Charmed Series Novels & Stories

Then I would leave, permanently. “So what happens now?” I had to ask. Charlie leaned back on the couch and grinned like this was the beginning of a fun little rom-com. He was charming, I had to give him that. With his golden blond hair, dimples, and soft warm eyes, he looked like he’d walked out of a Disney movie –like a Prince Charming. He was the exact opposite of Maverick Russo, who gave off the energy of a fallen angel –beautiful, yes, but dangerous in all the wrong ways. I couldn’t help but wonder how the two of them even became friends in the first place.

“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 says, finally stopping and turning to face her, "is a criminal. I don't understand why you keep defending him. And if you think I'm going to stand here and listen to you blame me for his actions, you're delusional." Dorathy's mouth opens and closes like a fish. Tara smirks, clearly enjoying the drama. "You always did have a mouth on you, Charlotte." "And you always did have terrible taste in men, Tara." Charlotte's smile is razor-sharp. "How's married life treating you? Found out yet that Kevin's fortune is all smoke and mirrors?" Tara's smirk falters. "That's what I thought." Charlotte turns back to me. "Let's go."

Valentine listed out with his fingers and a wide smile. "You like a touch of the vintage, uh." Starr nodded at his words and hers. “So, what is the name of this series and the theme?” “It's called 'To Love Series’. And the main theme is love,” Mr. Chariton finally spoke for himself. “What inspired this series?” Starr quickly hopped to the next question, acting like she didn't care or wasn't paying full attention.

Charlotte didn’t hear the rest of that statement as she walked out, banging the door in her parent’s faces, frustration etched on her face. At the cafe~ Jasmine sipped her coffee slowly, glancing at her watch impatiently. Charlotte should have been here by now, so what was keeping her? Just then Charlotte entered. She took off her sunglasses and looked around the cafe until she found Jasmine waving at her. Her table was in the corner, further away from other people, making it the ideal place for their meeting. Charlotte walked to her with a bright smile and Jasmine stood up to hug her. To the onlookers, they probably seemed like good friends but the one thing that united Jasmine and Charlott

King Damien bite the other half of the small pastry that Charlotte was holding with her mouth . " Tasty ! " said king Damien and licked his lips . He looked at Charlotte whose face remained extremely surprised by his sudden attack . She was so surprised that she didn't even notice the caramel cream falling from her lip , covering her chin, and falling on her chest . " This delicious caramel cream is both on your lip and your chest . It would be a waste if it remains like that . " said king Damien and grabbed her frame her waist then lifted her up .

“Are you alright? Take deep breaths if you don’t feel okay, honey,” Charlotte sits beside Charlene, handing her a glass of water. It has been two days since she arrived at their castle. She was called for the pact that will take place in the evening of this very day. Charlene is nervous. Her limbs are weak, and her hands tingle. Her tongue is itchy, and her stomach is twitchy. Charlene does not feel good. Not when she left the academy with not so very good note.

Once that thought took root, the despair clouding his chest vanished completely. Meanwhile, Charlotte was left trembling with unease. There were only seven days left before they returned to Serica. … Back in Serica, the dating show was more popular than ever. The last segment before the rest had burst into pink bubbles. The infamous flirt, Jessica, was hitting it off with Liam. No one had seen that pairing coming. "The infamous flirt and the warmhearted guy? This pair is cursed! Liam, are you out of your mind? There's no way you can handle Jessica!"

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

I watched as Sera begin to interact with the pack member’s, keeping my distance but staying close enough that if that vampire tried anything we could protect her. “Damon!” A high-pitched giggly laugh called, I looked to see one of my ex’s Charline. “Charline.” I nodded curtly reminding myself not to be rude as she approached me before I had met Sera I had thought Charline was as close to perfect a female could get. She was built like a supermodel, with thick thighs, long blonde hair, perfect high cheekbones, and the biggest titts. But now, looking at her disgusted me. Guilt that I had slept with her was consuming me knowing Sera was only a few feet away.