Charmed Sight Unseen Novels & Stories

Fresh out of the shower, black hair tied into a bun, a pair of glasses perched on her nose, an old sweater, nothing else, and a hypnotizing glimmer in her eyes. “Hello Abby.” “Anthony…”

After a moment, a soft chuckle escaped her lips. “Can you believe it, Zachary Simon?” She turned toward him, a faintly surprised smile spreading across her face. “We actually have something in common.” Zachary simply stared at her. For once, he had no immediate response. “But don't get the wrong idea.” The warmth in her expression disappeared almost as quickly as it had appeared. Her drunken smile faded, replaced by the familiar coldness of the Conti heiress. “That doesn't mean we're becoming friends.” She straightened, though the movement nearly made her lose her balance.

Allina can no longer ignore the increasing absurdity, "It is the spark that ignites in us, a prologue to something vast that will be happening in life." "Infatuation is…" the CEO rhymes with his out of tune heart, "View." "View!?" Allina, partnering with her husband, harmonises. "View. Our mind becomes a kaleidoscope of vivid views, obscured by a cloak of enchantment, reshaping the world with each flicker of its ambiguous flames.

Stepping out of the car, in baggy sweats while covered in blood, sweat, and dirt has me looking like a real treat, as the hum of quiet whispers break out amongst the warriors. One phrase sticks out the most as, the warriors stare with shock, "her eyes," is sprinkled through the different conversations happening among them. Some looked at me with trepidation but most of the males looks at me like some trophy to win. Their lustful gaze making my skin itch, and my stomach feel unsettled. Something isn't right about this situation and Charity feels the same way, the men blocked from exiting the car.

No doubt he’ll be getting promoted by society to rule something. Damiel is a man with beautiful eyes, one an ocean blue and the other a deep yellow, those eyes of his can make one’s knees weak. His face is well sculpted, ‘goddess he is sex on legs’. He has a chiseled face, one sharp enough to cut through glass. With his large build, that well-sculpted pointed nose of his. With him standing in that king curly black hair of his that ends into his back, his round mismatched eyes and his full lips. The man looks archaic. Damiel cut Charlie’s blush short when he sighted him, especially with a suit that smells like an alpha. He walked towards Charlie the same time Charlie started his movement to h

he muttered. A bright flash of light engulfed them. In an instant, they were gone. --- Back at Seth’s Home Unbeknownst to Charlene, a shimmer flickered in the corner of the room—a presence watching, waiting. Haroon, the same Fate who had tormented Seth and threatened Charlene, lingered unseen, his gaze locked onto her. Charlene, oblivious to the danger, turned back to her preparations. She smoothed out her travel tunic and examined the soft glow of her journeyer’s sigil on the fabric. A small, excited thrill ran through her. This was it. The path ahead felt inevitable, predestined.

My jaws dropped when I saw Tilda. She was like a shining light. Her beauty was stunning. She had the fairest skin and the most beautiful dimples I have ever seen. I could understand why Mark loved her so much. I couldn't believe that a woman could be this perfect and still be wealthy and famous too. I have never been envious of anyone but I was envious of her. Seeing her, I could not pay attention to the event anymore until I heard, "can I have this dance?

She glared at him viciously. Seeing her angry and embarrassed expression, Chester smirked. “Why are you scolding me? I didn’t do anything. Oh, I know. Is it because you had dirty thoughts? Tell me, what dirty things did you think about just now?” “Are you accusing me in return? Do you know no shame?” Charity gnashed her teeth. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you stealing glances at my chest.” Chester raised his eyebrows and analyzed the situation seriously. “I’m just observant. I looked at your chest just now because I realized there were some changes to it before and after you went upstairs… Ow.”

“Wait what? Lucky did Charms get her eyesight? Why the hell didn’t you tell us?” Ji’lahni asked, looking between Lucky and Charms excitedly picking Charms up hugging her tightly. Lucky shook her head. “No, she hasn’t gotten her sight, I don’t know what she sees it’s kinda like what she does with computers she just somehow sees but not sees things. Also, we already knew something was up when we tried to find out about this place it was really hard to dig up information on it. But we manage to find out a few things that peaked my interest.” Lucky said, looking at Alpha Makahi. Who looked shocked at her words.

Rivener lunged toward her, instincts pure protection. Adrian lunged too, instincts pure prophecy. And Charlie— Charlie’s vision snapped white. Not bright. Not glowing. White. Like snowfall. Like breath in winter. Like the hush before something breaks. Charlie Shifts… But Not Into What Anyone Expected Her knees buckled. Her fingertips dissolved into motes of silver dust. Then her arms. Then her shoulders. Then everything. Rivener shouted her name—echoing, distant. Adrian swore in a language Charlie didn’t recognize.