Fast Charlie Novel Novels & Stories

Darkened skies turned the alleyway into a grayscale landscape. “I’ll start by making you regret ever coming here today.” Unsteady scene. As Max began to shift his attention to his left shoulder, Charlie swung his left elbow towards Max’s face. The smooth and swift movement of the elbow was met with the quick action of Max’s hand. Max’s detailed eyes. Fiery rage. “Wow, you’re fast. But… I don’t need any fire to deal with you. I’ll end this quickly.”

With her fingers intertwined with Taylor’s, Charlie added, “Oh, by the way, Taylor West is my boyfriend. We are so in love that we have already planned our future wedding, named our future kids, and all that good stuff.” “Taylor is my inspiration for everything,” Charlie further shared. “In fact, he was my motivation to write a romance novel. It’s called, Dedicated Love: How I Destroyed Every Girl Who Stared at My Man!” “What do you think? Isn’t the title great?” Charlie asked everyone. “Do you think it was too short?” “No! It was great!” Many responded similarly but with different words. “It’s just the right length,” a girl said, making sure not to look at Taylor.

Dean muttered from behind me. Something flashed in Charlie's eyes, making him grab me fastly yet gently from my place with my wrist. Dean greeted him with a nod, "Charlie." "Bean," Charlie muttered silently. Well, hello to you too! "We're outside the Underground Choco." Chocolate is Charlie's fighter name. Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, get it? He crossed his arms, "It's Dean." "And I'm Vanchel." I butted in, pulling myself away from Charlie. "Vanch-"

Thank you so much for reading everyone, I really appreciate it and would be grateful for any reviews or feedback. I have really enjoyed writing this book and loved every moment of it, but the story is far from over and book two will be coming out soon following Charlie’s quest in finding her hybrid mother and discovering what happens with Alpha Zach as well as what it means to be Queen of the Lycans. Does Charlie find her way back to Max or does she choose Alpha Zach? Will Max stand by his vow? Only time will tell.

In the case of charmers, mutilated and forced to participate in torture and genocide, maybe some of them preferred to be dead. She would have. The blackest of the charmers, those who participated willingly in the slaughter of Haunt for the chance to wallow in ungodly wealth, were singled out for vilification in the history. The author seemed to relish listing their various crimes and the measures taken to bring them down. It wasn’t pretty. Eventually the Haunt became so successful at killing charmers that efforts had been made to breed them, but that had proved unsuccessful. Charmers were a wildcard mutation, and defied all efforts to recreate on demand. Thank God.

Chapter 35 The night grew long as Antonio worked on his computer in the guest room, not Janet’s. He needed to think clearly without her. Fairchild was up to something, but what? It didn’t make sense. She broke her back to help Jason and Dan. Why would she act so differently now about them? Antonio had to dig deeper into her file and erase everything he grew to know from her.

ᯓ★ Ginger rushed to the villain’s lair, breathing heavily because she was in a hurry and didn’t want to be late. If she wanted to stay longer in her enemies’ workplace and be successful with the execution of her revenge plan, then she would need to follow one of the codes of conduct, which was punctual. “Wait, hold the elevator!” Yelled, Ginger at the person who was about to enter the elevator while she was running. She was so busy catching her breath, she didn’t notice it was Charlie. Ginger just realized it when Charlie spoke.

he shouted as he lunged at the nearest gunman, throwing a punch that sent the man stumbling back. Without thinking, Charles bolted, clutching the USB stick tightly. The sound of gunfire erupted behind him as he sprinted down the alley, adrenaline coursing through his veins. *I have to get out of here. I have to get this to Charlotte.* --- As Charles ran through the city streets, Charlotte and Mason were racing toward him from the opposite direction. Both were unaware that their paths were about to collide with Maxwell’s ruthless men, who wouldn’t stop until they got what they wanted.

I thanked each and everyone of them and promised to visit them sometimes. "I hate you for leaving me here." Charlie said once we're outside and I chuckled. "The new company I will work with isn't that far from here. You can visit me anytime." I told him and he pouted before locking my head in his arm while we were working together and I laughed. We were so busy laughing that we didn't hear a car approaching until a splash of water soaked Charlie, who was on the road side and I only had some on me. "What the—?! You fūcker!" He yelled after the car and I squinted as I saw a luxury car speeding away. It was too fast to see the plate so I just shook my head.

I was eighteen when I left Italy for Chicago. My brother Leo handed me over to his most powerful ally for “protection.” Don Damien Volkov. His eyes locked on me the first time we met. They never looked away. By day, I was his private doctor. By night, I was the only thing in his bed. His seduction was a slow, deliberate hunt. The way his body brushed against mine during an exam. A stray kiss that landed behind my ear. The weight of his hand resting on the small of my back.