Good Luck Charlie Fanfic Novels & Stories

I head for the door, to go and meet her as she walks to the pack house, my Beta and Gamma both follow me, "not a word to her, not a word about anything you've told me." They both speak in unison, "roger that Alpha Braddock." I shoot them the bird and they chuckle as I swing the door open. Charlie's already heading up the stairs, her head tilts up a slight smile on her face as she stands in front of me, her arms wrap around my waist and she hugs me tightly. I put my arms around her and hug her back, placing a kiss on the top of her head, "Charlie, why didn't you call someone to pick you up?" She lets go of me and shrugs, "no phone and you're the only one I can mind link." She pushes past

The girl always had my cock twitching every time I saw her and after the show I got last night I knew exactly what was under those tight blue jeans and the red tank top she had on; a wonderland of curves and milky soft skin. I hooked my thumb over my shoulder. “Alright. I’m out of here. Wish me luck.” “You don’t need it,” Harley said. “Good luck,” Charlie said. Her voice was sweeter than honey and the inflections of her tone were filled with desire. I swallowed my own lust, turned around, and marched back to the car with Rick hot on my heels. He grabbed my elbow but I didn’t slow. “Did you and Charlie fuck last night?” “None of your business.”

"Pull over." Charlie didn't ask me why as he immediately killed the engine and pulled over at the side of the road. I undid my seatbelt, opened the door, and stepped out. "Good luck!" Charlie smiled and gave me a thumbs-up. "Don't hold back." Perhaps I had done something good in my previous life to meet Charlie in this life. I grinned. "I won't. Thank you, Charlie." Once he gave me a nod, I shut the door and went on my way.

Giving me a gift implies only thing that I'm in his mind just as he was in mine. I wanted to thank him. But I don't know how? I quickly call Charlie. She thankfully answers me. Sometimes she had this nasty habit of digital detox and she stops touching the phone all of a sudden. "Hi girl", she chirped from the other end. "Hey Charlie. Are you busy? I need a quick advice", I said to her. "Why? What happened? You never needed my advice before. Have you killed Dane? Do you need help to hide his body?", joked Charlie.

Well the deed has already being done. I don't like her, in fact I hate her at first sight so there's nothing I could do. I don't care if I hurt my beta's feelings. I just don't care. I shrugged and left for the bathroom afterwards. * * * ** general POV ** "this is the farthest I can go. Rest in peace in advance. But if you ever get out of there don't forget to help me out also.. Hahahah! that's if I'm still alive. " Charlie cracked and let go of Melanie's hands.

“And I didn’t get caught. I let myself get caught.” “Sure you did,” Charlie said, his smirk widening. “Just like you let yourself get into whatever mess this is.” He stood, stretching his arms above his head with a dramatic yawn. “You’re doomed, you know that, right?” I flipped him off, but there was no real heat in it. “I’m doomed every other week, according to you,” I shot back, grabbing my boots and shoving my feet into them. “Yet here I still am, thriving.”

I spun the door handle to go get it as calling on any of my teammates would be a joke raid. "You—" That was Charlie. She pushed the door open like she'd been chased by a vampire or something, lunged toward me, and the next moment, we both were in my dressing corner. She was on my body, lips parted, eyes darting into mine like they were begging, her glasses falling from their spot to my bare chest. I raised my brow with a smirk at her. "Couldn't wait to hold me?" "Hmm… what's going on here?" Jack and the others just walked in, literally muffling shit-talk about the mate bond. I fucking heard them. I pushed Charlie off me and threw her miserable looking brown big glasses at her, just how I hat

I sighed, opened the ward door and got back in. I noticed her mood change a bit. She looks more dull than ever. I hope she gets over it in time. She has lot of deals with companies. Lots of endorsement deals. She can't afford to miss this opportunity that will make her really wealthy. Charlie's P O V I got outside the hospital totally forgetting to put on my face cap. I forget because I couldn't get my mind off her, it pains so much that she doesn't wanna see me but I don't blame her but blame my stupid self.

" she moaned aloud, reliving Chad's confession. However, she abruptly returns to reality. A reality that made her confess, "My sister's husband loves me. And this brings me joy... strangely it brings me joy." "Charlie, what exactly am I feeling for him? Every time he comes close to me, he leaves me breathless. His touch is something I yearn for constantly. What do you call this?" Taking a deep breath, Marlie gazes at Charlie's remains and ponders The room fell silent as Marlie fixed her gaze on the ashes as if waiting for it to say something to her, and when nothing came, she became angry.

I hated saying I would do anything, but I didn’t have any other choices at the moment. “I do not necessarily agree with how Charles conducts himself, however my hands are tied mostly. I rely on certain important members of society who have very strong views on the gifted. I cannot intervene with Charles, not while he has the support of the other members. However, if you prove to be genuine, I am sure I can strike up a deal” “What kind of deal” “I cannot give you Kashew, however I can give you Lameron. Lameron is on its own title. Charles owns Kashaw now, so on that front my hands are tied”