Elizabeth X Charlie Novels & Stories

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”

"Elizabeth was just explaining the situation with her mother, about the promise you made. I understand now why you had to meet her this morning." Relief flooded through me. "Good. I should have explained sooner." "Yes, you should have." But she smiled as she said it, taking her seat again. "But I understand. You're an honorable man, Xavier. It's one of the things I love about you." The rest of the dinner passed more smoothly. Elizabeth and Thelma even found some common ground, discussing healing techniques and pack management. By the time Elizabeth left, things seemed... if not friendly, at least cordial.

Lucas and Elias holding hands without caring in the world if they looked cheesy or not as they walked up to us "My lady, or should I say wife, I present you the two lovebirds" Charlie cleared his throat, and teased them when they got to us, but Elias had just the right comeback for him "Lovebirds?, oh please don't act as if you didn't fuck each other all through last semester, Romeo and Juliet" He gives Charlie the taste of his own medicine, and it made me laugh out, Charlie did to, and folded his arms together "Are you a spy, or something huh that you know?"

"Xavier!" As soon as Xavier opened the car door, he heard Elizabeth's voice. He turned around and smiled her way, "Elizabeth? So you're here today!" Elizabeth gave an awkward smile, "Yeah, I was upstairs just now, so I didn't know that you're here." "It's not a big deal." Elizabeth took two more steps forward. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Well... are you really not going to get married to Zena?" Although she had heard from Zena that they had broken up, she still wanted to ask Xavier.

“The more money, the better! Since she owns the western suburbs now, I’ll get her to do the joint hospital project without hesitation. Nobody else gets a cut!” “You should’ve done that from the start!” Charlie was rendered speechless. “I actually think that Mr. Z isn’t shabby at all. Also, Mr. Harris told me many things. Seems like he’s 100% loyal to our Cordelia!” “Hah, hehe…” Rowan chuckled like an idiot. “That b*stard isn’t bad at all!” “Then—” Charlie wanted to suggest that they should acknowledge each other as father and daughter now and hold a wedding in Southeast Aciatic!

Kinsley offers. As we continued talking about all that had happened since we arrived, Kinsley and Stan confirmed they had not told Elizabeth about our plans. As Elizabeth starts to stretch, waking up, Stan and Kinsley quickly leave so we could have some privacy. Our first moments since I had arrived. My goal had been a much more positive reunion. But this seems to be our way – nothing is easy.

“You dress alike and even your mannerisms are the same.” Edward slides out of Declan’s lap, wanting to show him the farm set-up he worked on while he was here yesterday. Phil begins to get up to follow them, but I stop him. “Does he know Charlie is engaged?” I ask in a hushed voice. “Charlie’s engaged?” Phil’s eyebrows go up. Fuck. Declan doesn’t know. Elizabeth takes a seat next to Phil and pulls the bag of chips over. “Who’s Charlie?” “Declan’s ex who he’s not over,” Phil says her. “He won’t admit it, but we all know he still has feelings for her.”

"You no longer have interest in anyone. You always fished boys easily. Why? You want to love a girl?" "Dickson happened. That peach scent at the Playhouse happened. He just doesn't frequent there, so there's no need going. And Charlie's a rival. That mate mark was a mistake and will end with time." Paul didn't say another word. He played his game quietly, and I knew the discussion had ended. I spared a glance at my watch. It was 9:15 p.m. I took my bike keys and dashed out of the house. "I got you…" Charlie's voice creaked through the dark room of the penthouse excitedly

“Why did you take him from me? Why can’t you listen? You should have stayed in that damn place and die with that rogue beast. Why do you have to steal Max? I should be the Luna. I suit that position more than you, Eli- fucking- zabeth.” I was expecting to see her trembling just like what she did in the past. Yet, Elizabeth still had the nerve to wear a smile. Amusement and irritation were dancing across her green eyes. I shot daggers at her, but she did not bother. And instead, Elizabeth came closer and whispered her answer. “Who knows? Maybe Max grew tired of your body. Didn’t you sell your body to him just because you were obsessed with stealing what’s mine?” “W-What did you say?”

Her aunt’s attempts to throw her out of the mansion, her forbidding her from seeing Arthur—it was all because her aunt felt threatened by Elizabeth’s rightful claim to their father's estate. “ARE you Grandpa Art?” Lottie’s eyes blinked as she gazed curiously at Arthur, who was now slowly recovering. His face was brighter, and he could speak a little now. “Y-Yes. And who are you?” Grinning widely, Lottie extended her tiny hand. “I’m Charlotte S. Channing.” Amused, the old man accepted her small hand with a smile. “I-Is she your daughter, Eli?” Elizabeth nodded, smiling as well. “Yes, she is. Her twin, Earl, is with Wulf."