Henry Danger Charlotte Novels & Stories

Charlotte yelled standing up. Mrs Harrison sighed and stared down. "You can't love him Charlotte, you need to find yourself a man and stop waiting for him. He dated your sister and she lost her life just in five months after they make their relationship official. Chase is a Mafia.. not just him, but his family too. No one is safe around him. I don't wanna lose you like I loose Madison too " "I'll be in my room. Tell the maid to inform me when my father is back" Charlotte said and walk away from the dining room.

Lucky for me, I didn't have to find out because in that moment the bell rings. Oh, sweet mother of Jesus, thank you. He slowly backs away from me, rage burning in his eyes, but he knows that people will be swarming the halls any moment now. This is the first time I actually check him out. He is tall. That is my first observation. And he really is tall; probably a foot taller than me. On his head there is an unruly mop of brown locks and a piercing in his brow. His arms and neck are completely covered in tattoos and he looks dangerous; dangerous but hot as hell. I look into his eyes and see that they are still looking at me, observing me, judging me.

Charlotte began to insinuate herself to him, since she wanted to abandon the life she was leading, she wanted to close that cycle in which there was only abuse, insults and shouting, she saw Dante alone and walked to where he was. When he gets to where Dante Garcia is, he sits down next to him and very attractively says: "Hi Dante! How have you been.'' After saying that, he brought his hand to this man's leg. When Dante felt the hand on his leg and heard the female voice, he turned around to see who it was, and it was none other than Charlotte, the easy girl of the high school, he was very happy because she had arrived and told her: ''Hi beautiful! How have you been?''

He felt suffocated with each passing day. Suddenly, his phone began to ring. He looked at his phone. He frowned in confusion when he saw the name. Charlotte was calling him. She was the person currently pretending to be Jennifer while living among the Browns. Although he was confused, Henry still answered the call. "Hello." Charlotte said concisely, "Head to the harbor! Jasper just came to say his goodbyes to Jennifer. He's saying he's going to bring Natalie to another country! "You should head over to the harbor now! You should be able to reach them in time! Go quickly!"

Since she was going to meet with Benjamin, Charlotte thought for a moment and said, "I've made plans to have dinner with a friend on South Street. Just drop me off by the roadside." "Then I'll wait nearby," the driver replied. "No need, my friend has a car. After dinner, I'll ride with him," Charlotte said. The driver hesitated, parking the car. When he realized that the area was relatively bustling and not dangerous, he nodded. "Be careful when you get out," he said.

"What's wrong, Ryan?" He met her gaze, reluctance warring with urgency, his voice dropping to a grim whisper. "Her life's in danger. I saw a few cars lurking near the safe house where I hid her—suspicious types, watching too close. I need to shift her somewhere new before they attack again." Charlotte's steps froze completely, her face paling as shock rippled through her, hazel eyes widening in horror. "How did they even know about Daisy? If they know about her, then they know about Max too—"

The drive to Alexander’s penthouse was silent — not peaceful, but tense, heavy, wrapped in fear neither of them dared to name. Lena stared out the window as the city lights blurred past, her heartbeat an unsteady rhythm. Danger wasn’t just at work anymore. It had followed her home. Inside her home. She wasn’t safe anywhere. Alexander kept one hand on the wheel, the other gripping the console so tightly his knuckles turned white. Every red light seemed to agitate him. Every shadow made him look twice.

Once her thoughts registered in her head she realized how ridiculous she sounded, placing the knife back at its place she made her way towards the front door. Letting out a sigh of relief when she saw an older woman standing on the other side of the door. Charlotte stared at the older woman and wondered who she was. When she suddenly saw what she had with her, dogs. It's not that Charlotte didn't like dogs; she was just terrified. She had never had a pet and she couldn't help the fear. Walking towards the door she saw the dogs staring at her in confusion. One was a big Siberian husky, and the other was Shiba Inu, although the dogs were freaking gorgeous she didn't want to open the door for t

Elena and Sylvester must have given her something to hide her scent and block our link. "D-Damon." Damon's eyes widened as there was a connection between the mate bond. Charlotte sounded weak and tired. "Charlotte, where are you?" Damon asked quickly. The link fell silent for a second. "Un-un-underground at your old pack house." Elena. She turned around, and a wicked smile was plastered on her face. Charlotte stopped fighting the restraints and stared at her. Her mouth went dry as she looked at Elena and Sylvester. "Well done," she congratulated. Elena walked up to Charlotte and ran her hand down the chains. "These have held up well against your magic."

She shrugged it off, chalking it up to nerves, and continued on her way. Avila had never been afraid of walking alone at night. She was confident and independent, and always believed in her own strength. However, as she walked down the dimly lit street, she couldn't help but feel uneasy, again. The street was filled with smokers, drunkards, prostitutes, and some men fighting. The air was thick with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, and the sound of raised voices echoed through the used alleyways.