Hazbin Hotel Swap Au Charlie 소설 & 이야기

I blinked, all wide-eyed and innocent. "What are you talking about? I'm not Evelyn Everton. My name's Evelina Everton." Their faces froze as I laid it out. "What, planning to swap my score? Too late. I legally changed my name before the SATs—eighteen, remember? The one who tested was Evelina Everton. "As for Evelyn Everton, the one you messed with? Her family doesn't play nice. Hope you're ready for the fallout."

My hands were shaking. Because this was different. The soul swap was contained — terrible and strange but inside these walls, between the three of us and Gregor and a deadline. Sera was not inside these walls. Sera was out there in the city somewhere with three years of watching and a message on my phone and she knew everything.

I thought maybe I'd imagined it. It wasn't until the baby shower that the truth hit me. Damian, trying to make it a big deal, threw a joint party with Caleb and Betty. That's when I saw their son—and he had the same birthmark on his arm. I knew right then. They'd swapped my baby for theirs, wanting their kid to have the life mine was supposed to. I wanted to scream, call them out right there. But Rick, my real son, looked so tiny and fragile next to Hugo. It crushed me. Then I noticed how Betty was looking at Damian, and I swallowed the anger.

“Noah, I can’t take it anymore. Marcus is too cold. The dock incident almost went wrong because of me. He got angry and won’t even let me touch him… “Can you help me? I just want someone to rely on. Someone I can survive within the Zillmann family…” Noah raised his brows slightly, took my hand, and kissed the back of it. He paused deliberately, then looked up at me teasingly before pulling me into his arms. I forced down the disgust in my heart, trembling as I pretended to sob in his embrace, while slipping a miniature microphone into his suit jacket. “Tomorrow, help me with one thing. Once it’s done, you’ll be the new Donna Zillmann of the Zillmann family, and I’ll be your new support.”

"They weren't worth it because of him. So, Nora, what about me? Would I be worth it?" I choked on my drink. I hadn't expected him to be that direct. "We're in the middle of the apocalypse," I said. "Romance is the last thing either of us needs right now." He laughed, unbothered. "Personally, I think if you care about someone, the apocalypse doesn't change a thing." I shifted in my seat and looked away toward the window. When I turned back, I found myself looking straight at a very familiar face. My stomach lurched. It was Rhett, though a much worse-for-wear version of him.

"I'm sorry that we met this way, but I've heard a lot about you, Zoe. Your sister can't stop talking about you." Charlie said, raising his head up and then looking straight at me. "Yeah, I would have preferred meeting you in a different situation but, let's just make do with what we have. I'm Zoe, Zab's older sister and you are?" I asked him. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Charlie, Zab's boyfriend." He introduced himself, confirming my hunch about him.

He was my best friend and my first love. The only one who came close to my feelings for Zak was Charlie. Her real name is Charlotte, but she hates that name. She’s been Charlie since she was three. It was a nickname from her grandfather and she wouldn’t respond to any other name. Charlie was like a sister to me until I turned thirteen and noticed how beautiful she was. Her raven black hair flowed in gentle waves down her back and perfectly framed her olive toned skin and gray eyes. Charlie’s petite frame was lithe and curvy, her full breasts and hips giving the perfect amount of femininity to her slim, muscled body. Her full-lips were always in a pout, one that I have fantasized to have

Charley declared very officially to his alpha as he tried not to make eye contact with me once he saw that I was in the room in bed with Dante. “Thank you Charley. You may leave now. Your shift ended a few hours ago, right?” “Yes, Alpha.” “Take the extra time and treat yourself at the Hazing club,” Dante winked at Charley with a smirk and Charley nodded, “Yes, Alpha. Thank you sir!” “You’re dismissed.” “Thank you sir!” Charley left the room, shutting the door on his way out. “What did you have him do that made him work past his shift?” I questioned curiously.

" Mr. Watson, care to switch partners? " Thorne asked in a voice close to hers. Charlene pivoted and confronted Thorne. "Ms. Ross, you..." York asked, glancing at Charlene. Thorne appeared to have set up the switch before he could finish, passing his companion. The girl would have stumbled if York hadn't caught her. York grudgingly released Charlene and grabbed the girl around the waist when he saw Thorne reaching out to her to make sure she wouldn't fall. Charlene quickly found herself safely in Thorne's arms since she was too shocked to react.

Charlie, one of Azazel’s bartenders, gives me a welcoming smile. Charlie is a gorgeous blonde with cornflower blue eyes, a small button nose, pouty lips, and legs that never end. However, that’s not the most poignant part of her. Her large, enhanced breasts definitely take center stage. She has expressed an interest in me before, but I could never reciprocate. I guess my beauty queen is the only girl that I want. Charlie leans across the bar, emphasizing her large cleavage, which is being held together by a tight red string cropped halter top. “Hey handsome, what brings you by?”