Darling Charming Novels & Stories

Later that night Xander “Charles, this is more luggage than we came with,” Damien says, “You have a serious shopping problem.” Nikki and I watched as Damien struggled with Charles's suitcases, we just couldn’t believe that Damien cheated, and on a woman. “Unbelievable,” Nikki scoffs, “And you’ll never believe what Chantel sent me a text, on the way here.” I look at her, “What?” “Charles and Damien got her a signature perfume, Delilah,”

I knew the ring chief had a soft spot for Darlene, I would be surprised if he didn’t, with how beautiful and delicate the woman looked. Like the bone china cups my mother kept on the top shelf of our kitchen cabinets, with her dark hair falling in loose waves past her shoulders, the way the porcelain of her high cheekbones reddened when she was slightly embarrassed, with her long black eyelashes curled delicately over it. It made my heart squeeze with want just thinking about the woman, want that I hated seeing in the eyes of other men. “I wouldn't trust anyone besides myself with my wife’s life, Prince Charming.” I ground through clenched teeth, digging my fingers into my palms to remind my

Then Chelly joined in. I can’t figure out why they’re so pressed. That’s not Darling. I’ve known her for years. If there was even a small part of me that thought she could pull off an outfit like that, our sex life wouldn’t have been as bland as it was. Darling is a shy, hoodie-wearing girl who’s probably mourning the loss of our relationship. Not wearing slutty clothes and posting them. These guys are worrying about nothing. Besides, even if that is her— which I strongly doubt it is— why should I be worried about it?

' thought king Damien angry . " Fine ! By the way , there are some delicious small pastries filled with caramel cream on the table inside . If you want , you can get some . " said king Damien with a devilish smirk . " Sure ! " said Charlotte with a smile . ' Handsome boys with abs and delicious caramel cream pastries........Perfect combination .' thought Charlotte and got up from her seat then went inside to take the pastries that king Damien was talking about . When Charlotte got up , king Damien took his mask off and unbuttoned his shirt a little .

"Is that really how you justify being a mistress?" "In love, the one who isn't valued should be the one to leave, right?" Charlotte said, stepping forward. "Jared has to spend time and energy to placate you two after work. Can't you see how tired he is? Now that I'm back, you should give up the position that rightfully belongs to me." I opened my mouth to retort, but a sudden tremor took over my hands, leaving me unsteady. The world spun, and I staggered, feeling myself fall backward.

They bother starred at each other before his father spoke again. "The mistake I made is to bring up a child like you"His father said. "Your words can't do anything to me dad, I'm just waiting for you to finishing your fucking speech"Miguel replied. "My words can't hurt you, but what I'm gonna do us what would hurt you...you think you are a Charming Billonaire whom every one would ever love?, but let me just tell you something,the people around you are just gold diggers,they just want your money but you see too dumb to realize this."His father said.

 |The enthralling Casanova | "Wet already, darling?" The heavy breaths of a woman against his ears stretched a smug smirk across his plump damp lips. He didn't have to do a thing. He didn't do anything but still, she was squirming on his lap. Just his callous fingers slyly stroking the milky skin of her thigh, lips grazing over her collar bones and that was all needed to hypnotize her in his charm. Her breath quickened, her grip around his neck compressed, just the way he wanted.

And it had been a while since I worked up to charming the opposite sex. How could it hurt? I get to know her, I charm her, I make sure we both have a good time. Then I go out before either of us gets too attached. I don’t want to break her heart. As soon as I know I have earned her trust and she gets comfortable with me—a guy—I would come clean. Tell her what a prick her father was and she should get out of his house as soon as she could. I took a quick survey of the band. Well, the singer was definitely a man. If that was the girl I was supposed to charm, I’d definitely be in trouble! He had more facial hair than I do.

Damien crumpled to the floor, blood trickling from his lip. He didn't fight back. He just stayed on his knees, looking up at me. "Elara, tell them!" His voice was pleading. "Tell them you love me! Tell them you don't want to marry him!" I stared down at the man on the floor. The king of Chicago's underworld. Now, just a dog on his knees. "Who are you to me?" I asked. My voice was so calm it surprised even me. Damien stared, confused. "Are you my husband?" I held up my left hand. The Moretti diamond glittered in the light. "Did you ever promise me anything? Did you ever protect me?"

he mumbled, almost forgetting to say "Pretty please." He glanced at the name tag placed on the man at the counter and looked away. How familiar. "That will be $9.45.00, sir." He slammed a hundred dollar bill and sneered at the guy's handsome, glowing face. "Keep the change, Damien." "Oh, first name basis already?" Damien laughed, showing his perfect set of teeth to the bored Aster. "Nah, I wouldn't wanna even have a heartbreaker as an acquaintance." The smile etched on his face instantly vanished. It lasted for a mere second before his smile went back. "Come again?"