Novel & Cerita Hazbin Hotel Charlie Crown

I’ll shatter it before dawn, and I’ll make her thank me for it. ═══════⊹⊱♚⊰⊹═══════ What Awaits Author’s Note: You’ve met the firebrand. You’ve seen the king fracture. Now—watch the tower burn. Midnight Crown is a dark romance built on crime, obsession, betrayal, and slow-burn war between two people who should have destroyed each other—but didn’t. Because control is never clean, and neither is love. You’ll drown in silence and secrets as the story unfolds through four arcs:

“Zoey’s cousin, Charlie, arrived at the packhouse last night. She claims Kelvin is planning an attack against us, and that the vampire lord, Viktor, is obsessed with Zoey and has taken her.” The council members instantly started murmuring amongst themselves. Some were surprised while the others looked skeptical. “That’s a bold claim,” Elder Mako said, leaning forward. “And where exactly did this Charlie girl get her information from?” “She’s been close to Kelvin,” I answered. “She says he’s not who he used to be. That he’s changed and he’s now obsessive with power and extremely dangerous.” The murmuring grew louder, ignoring me who stood in their presence. “She’s also Zoey’s cousin,” Elder B

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

I would have a family by my side forever, one I would wake up to and sleep with every day. "At this rate, you two will eat everything." I remarked, taking the cooked pieces off and sharing them out on everyone’s plates, as Charlene added more to the grill, licking her lips. That tongue sure could do magical things… Fuck don’t think of that. "She’s pregnant, she has an excuse, Ryan doesn’t." Zoe said, smiling up at her son. "Hmm, I work hard for the queen." He stated. Or with a certain someone… "That you do." I agreed with a nod. "As you know, Charlene and I must head home after the Queen’s coronation next week."

The crown prince just ignored her, Evan took a glance at the prince who seemed so irritated. "I'm sorry!" Katara yelled and waved her hand. "Are you alright, your highness?" Evans asks, what happened, why is he so grumpy when he's so excited to see the young lady earlier. "How could she casually brag about kissing many times?" Evans heard the crown prince whisper, he never saw the crown prince being this pissed off before. He prevents himself from laughing, the crown prince is one of the cruelest person he even knows but when it comes to Lady Heldigard he's so soft and nice. He witnessed how he could kill someone without any mercy so he never imagined being this good.

Does that mean I've been falling head over heels with a criminal for years now, since highschool? My breath caught in my throat. “I need you to penetrate into his life and discover the scheme which is in a particular flash drive which he always hides. Get the flash drive and bring it back to me. You have five months to carry out the task,” He added. I swallowed, “Charlie, who are you?”. “I'm Charlie Brown, Michelle's fiance, a mafia Lord.” He said with a little bit of humor, so little that it was barely noticeable. “But….I loved you first.” Tears welled up in my eyes again.

"Even now, you walk the edge of my world. One wrong step, and it will consume you." I swallowed, my throat dry. "I... I don't know what to say. I can stitch wounds, dress cuts... I don't know how to-how to fix this." Zevrael's lips curved faintly, just a ghost of a smile. There was no warmth in it, but there was understanding. "No mortal hand could heal this, healer. This is beyond medicine. Beyond your kind. It is a mark of what hunts me, what I have survived. It is not for you to fix."

Morning light filtered through the curtains of Isabelle’s chambers at Cresthaven Palace, illuminating the small desk where she sat motionless, quill suspended above parchment. A letter to Amelia lay half-written before her, the ink long dried. How did one tell a dear friend that the crown prince had requested assistance in courting her? More importantly, how did one write such a letter with a heart splintered into fragments?

The Crown hovered above her head. Broken. Floating. Pieces suspended in the air. And inside the shattered Crown— A woman slowly opened her eyes. Silver hair. Silver eyes. A beautiful smile. Selara. The first thing she did was look directly at the giant being beyond the gate. The second thing she did was smile. The third thing she did made every ancient being on the battlefield panic. She bowed. Not to the Empty King. Not to Aurelia. Not to the creature. To the thing beyond the gate.

He grabs his glass of wine and gulps it down. "Umm.. from who? And.. are- are you drunk?" "No! Of course I'm not Charlie! But the letter was from Captain Tobias Bridge! You met him once at nobel Bellwood's ball we attended two summers ago, remember? You danced with his son." he says too gleefully.