Cream X Charmy Novels & Stories

“Nervous? No way! Mr. Clemens, eat the shrimp before it gets cold.” Charlie: “……” Candice: “……” She felt herself crumbling further. Charlie silently ate the shrimp. Once they’d eaten their fill, Candice quickly grabbed the check. “Mr. Clemens, thank you so much today. Words can’t express my gratitude. I’ll pay for this meal.” Charlie’s face cooled noticeably. “Miss Hale, your bridge-burning skills rival a professional demolition crew.” Candice: “……” She bit her lip awkwardly. Charlie rose and left without a word.

Not_annabelle CEREAL KILLER, YOU NEED TO STOP. IF YOU THINK, YOU ARE BEING SNEAKY, THEN, YOU ARE WRONG. Quinn_beach OH, HUSH, ANNA, WE JUST GOT TO THE BEST PART. Yes_you_suck WOW! THEY ARE BOTH UNDER THE TABLE, SHARING THE EARPHONES. CAN I JOIN? WHAT'S THE VIDEO ABOUT? Cereal_killer IT'S A CLIP OF CHARLIE, LITERALLY TRIPPING OVER A KNIFE AT HIS RESIDENCE. The_real_prince_charming

Charlie, Kelly meet Skylar"Jen introduces Charlie is a brunette with chocolate brown eyes she has softer features and is more like the sweet kinda girl, she's taller then me but then again everyone is. I'm so short its not fair. Kelly has black hair and green eyes her features are sharp and she has that exotic beauty "Omg!! so your the chick that whipped our boss" Kelly practically screams in my face jumping up and down "Wow so your like our female Don" Charlie says as she looks at me in astonishment "Wait your in the mafia? "I ask looking at the both of them like there aliens

So that was the odd taste I detected? "Martha’s very own home-made rum." He nodded. "Now I am sitting here driving the two of us back to the house as quickly as I can so I can get you into bed before the full effect kicks in." "Rum," Charley repeated, and even as she did, she felt the first worrying stirrings begin to seep into her blood. She’d had rum once before—and only once because the effect Dami spoke about had been so "You are not coming anywhere near a bedroom with me," she said, straightening out her legs and sitting up straight.

I shift through the kit and find the healing cream, "Char, show me." She hesitates and then reluctantly turns around, letting the dress slide to the floor, showing me her back. I gasp and move off of the cot, wrapping the blanket as much as I can around myself. I pick up the cream and move behind her, "I'm sorry, Char, but this will hurt until the numbing agent in the cream takes effect." "It's okay Scar, the cream will stop it scaring until Harmony can help heal it properly."

Cheeto's scarf made her feel warmer than her brother's jacket did. She took the route she walked on earlier with Cheeto and arrived at her favorite bakery. The smell of freshly baked churros made her stomach grumble the moment she opened the glass door. She was met with the waitress's smiling face as she approached the trays displayed near the glass walls on the right side of the store. She ordered ten slices of Ethan's favorite garlic bread and a dozen chocolate macarons to pig on later. She thanked the staff and exited the store, the cold wind hugging her petite figure almost immediately.

We will have a peanut butter and banana sandwich and some pecan praline ice cream. While he was fixing the food, I didn't know that he put a little something extra into Charisma's ice cream. He came and gave us our food and it was good too. We ate and headed back upstairs to lie down. We were lying down for a couple of hours and that is when Charisma started feeling pain in her stomach. I asked her what was wrong she said she did not know. It hurts I can barely move and my first thought was the baby. I picked her up bridal style and took her to our pack doctor.

I groaned. “It is called a beer float. I swear you’ll love it.” “Uh… no, I won’t. Just give me my ice-cream and let me eat it in peace.” “I’m serious. Strawberry cheesecake Ben and Jerry’s and fruity beer is soooooo good.” Charlie licked her hand that was stained with ice-cream. “Whatever concoction you’re making, I want no part of it.” I eyed the cup Thea was holding, waiting for Charlie to be done.

I reply. “Hi,” Damien greets with a smile, and Charles blushes because he has a taco in his mouth, he chews and then swallows. “Thanks for saving my ass, Xander here cannot live without me,” he says, slapping my ass. “Charles!” I yell, and he laughs. “You like it.” “It was no big deal; I was just doing my job. I'm glad that you're okay,” he replies with flushed cheeks. Crap don’t tell me you're gay

At least not now. "Do you need something to drink?" Alex said, breaking the silence between them. "Yes. Yes, I do", he replied. "Okay. What do you need brought to you? Whiskey?" Alex asked. "No. I don't want anything alcoholic. Just give me something light. Water or something like tea... Yes, tea. Give me tea," he said to Alex. Alex seemed to be quite shocked by Damien's request, but he didn't bother to show it.