Darling Charming Novels & Stories

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

“You are so beautiful.” The dog barked once, feeling unfamiliar with Charlotte. Its howl managed to make the homeowner open the door. A man, roughly Charlotte’s age, stood at the door. A man with reddish hair and hazel-brown eyes squinted at Charlotte. “Wow, you’re even prettier than in the picture,” the man said. Charlotte chuckled softly. “Excuse me?” “Oh, sorry…” The man extended his hand. “My name is Devon Eve, but you can call me ‘Darling.’ You must be Charlotte, right?”

Each block that I passed bringing me to closer to what could be the biggest relief or biggest mistake of my love life. Darling lived in a quiet, somewhat upscale, unassuming neighborhood. The houses were neat and spaced far enough to ensure privacy and close enough to feel neighborly. It sort of reminded me of where Tristan lived. The men had dropped Darling off at his house and I watched from a reasonable distance as he got out. He was still walking weird. What happened to him? Sex? Was it that rough? But he didn't have that sex afterglow. He looked pale and tired. It made me concerned. Something felt very off.

Passion was everything in paradise, Charley concluded much later, when she lay stretched out on her stomach with her eyes closed and felt as if there wasn’t a cell in her body that hadn’t been rejuvenated. Dami came out of the bathroom—she picked up the clean scent of his recent shower. When he came to stretch out beside her and ran his fingertips up the length of her spine, she smiled. "I think you’re gorgeous, sexy, and a fabulous lover," she told him. "And I think you are still intoxicated," he countered dryly, "which means that later, when you recall saying all of that to me, you are going to hate yourself." "Not good for your ego," Charley agreed—then, "Oh,’ she breathed, "do that again

Vera paid no attention to the flight attendant beside them and said seriously, “Endearing terms should be said in front of others. That's how you prove you truly love me. If you only call me ‘darling’ in private but keep your distance from me in public, doesn't that mean you’re not contented with what you already have?” The flight attendant beside them couldn't help but silently give Vera a thumbs-up. When Charlie saw that Vera was so immersed in her role, Charlie thought he couldn't be a spoilsport and ruin her fun, so he mustered up some courage and said earnestly, “You're right, darling!”

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.

They both admired Baby's figure who was so beautiful and charming even though they only wore standard make up but the woman looked very beautiful. Baby is a beautiful and charming girl "You are really beautiful and ready to celebrate your birthday with Mr. Dollan miss." Danar said that from the bottom of her heart, it wasn't just a compliment, because in fact Baby was indeed graceful and beautiful, especially after wearing such a beautiful and expensive dress. The dress looked so perfect on her. Just as her cousin Ezzy admired Baby so much, she was even more of a model or celebrity now. The door suddenly opened and Dollan appeared. The man already looks neat and cool wearing an expensive tu

Her heart was racing, not because she was excited but because it was all happening a little too fast. One minute she was mad at him and the next minute she was on the way to his house for a surprise dinner. Anthony's house was a beautiful condo in a much more secluded spot in town. Every once in a while they'd drive past a house. “Welcome to my humble abode,” he said as they walked in. Nothing about his place seemed humble— from the furnitures to the interior design. It was simply exquisite. “What'd you do for a living?” She found herself asking.

Even in just light makeup and a plain dress, she exuded an extraordinary charm. Her delicate features, dainty nose, and cherry lips seemed to be the works of God. Even the carefully made-up Nora paled in front of her. Nora felt a gnawing sense of jealousy, but she soon got over it. Once this simpleton married that "Satan", she would likely be tormented to death. Delbert, the "Satan" in Nora's mind, emerged from the old mansion of the Carlson family. Clad in a dark suit, Delbert stood against the light, exuding an air of aloof nobility akin to that of an emperor.

"I have no business with your man, stupid, but when you start acting as though you love Oliver, then it becomes my problem besides we both know you only love spending his hard-earned money and you don't have any single feelings for him." Arielle was shocked at my words. I guess she never really expected me to catch on to her silly games; I mean, I am Charmaine Raven, and I wrote a book on the subject. She might have everyone, including Oliver, fooled, but she can't fool me with her plastic brains. "Come on now I wonder how dumb she thinks I am, I'm the president of the gold diggers association, and she can't fool me easily." "I don't know what you are talking about; I love Oliver, and he cho