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It put him at too much risk of getting shot. Warren and Lance came out looking equally as shocked. “You drive I will sit in the back next to Charlotte” Lance advised as he walked away and climbed in next to Charlotte. I shrugged my shoulders at Warren as I climbed into the other side. “Wow I think Daisy might have been right, seeing me sweaty really does make me repulsive to men. At least I still have two men who like me”. “You mean three” Warren called from the driver seat. “My three amazing men” Charlotte laughed. “I think Grant might correct you to make it four” I smiled at her and wrapped my arm around her shoulder.

Knox repeated anger swimming in his baby blues. Follow the story of Charlotte, Knox and Kane as they try to find their footing in a cruel world filled with betrayal, heartbreak and secret obsessions that threaten to destroy the bonds of brotherhood and love! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ My new book, which will be available exclusively here on Goodnovel, will be out in the next week (Hopefully). So keep your eyes peeled for updates here on Goodnovel. Brought By Fate:

Sky: “Dad says we might be here for a week. Kill me now.” Charlie stared at the message, wanting to write paragraphs back but settling for: “Hang in there. It’s safer.” He deleted three hearts before hitting send. The third day started like the others. Charlie was halfway through chapter twelve of the thriller. The main character had just discovered his partner was the traitor all along and that’s when he heard it. A car engine. Then another. Not the familiar rumble of Marcus’s SUV or any of the security detail vehicles. These were lighter, faster engines.

Charlotte. Charlotte, the woman just been fired from Wilson Paragon, now a twisted figure of jealousy and revenge. The sight of her fills me with a bitter mix of emotions. This was her doing, her attempt to harm me out of spite. But instead of achieving her goal, she lost control and caused this catastrophe. The scene replays in my mind; her car speeding toward me, Adam's heroic leap to save me, the crash that ensued.

Charlotte, sensing his vulnerability, slid closer, her voice dripping with compassion. "Alexander, you're drinking too much. You need rest. Your wife is gone; you can meet her later. Come, let me help you," Charlotte cooed, her hand wrapping around his. Alexander's blurry gaze met Charlotte's concerned expression, but his intoxicated mind failed to register the danger lurking beneath her solicitous words. With Charlotte's guidance, Alexander stumbled toward the elevator, his legs faltering beneath him. She steadied him, her grip firm but gentle. As they stepped into the empty hallway, Charlotte's hands remained wrapped around his waist, supporting his staggering steps. Together, they navigat

“I’m pretty sure Beau Frost is way too sweet for your tastes.” Claire licked her lips. “I really won’t know until I lick him, will I?” I snorted a laugh. “You’re insatiable. You already have poor Ash pining after you.” “Like you should talk. You have three fated mates.” She held up three fingers to emphasize her point. “Three. Maybe I should get myself a man harem.” She cocked her head as if she were actually considering it. “Great idea,” I teased. “Let’s see… who would be in your man harem? Definitely Ash, maybe Beau, and,” my gaze flicked over those in the courtyard, “Grey?”

I slumped, gulping back the saliva threatening to spill out of my mouth. “Well, how about we go on a vacation?” “A vacation? Angel, I don’t have much money on me, and you know how well I’m trying to save up.” “Well, my darling sister, it’s completely free, Charlotte. I got a free raffle, and I won four tickets to the London Festival. All-expense-paid trip, with free rooms, free food, and free towels.” “I’ve been keeping it a secret till I saw who I was going to go with — and this is the perfect timing.”

He was tall with ash-colored hair that had started to go gray at the temples, and there was something in his eyes - a worldliness, perhaps - that automatically gave him an air of authority. "Do we have it?" the older man said, and he didn't need to specify what he meant. His steel-colored eyes locked right on her, and she fought the urge to wither beneath that sharp, direct gaze. The other two had fallen silent. She felt Jackson step up beside her, felt a reassuring touch of his hand against her back. "She's got it," Jackson told the older man. "This is Charlotte Carver." He gave her side a soft squeeze. "Charlie, this is Roth."

***This is the third installment of the ‘His’ Series. There are characters in this book that is mentioned in books one and two. If you haven’t read those books, some of the background information might not make sense. Please enjoy! Leave comments and reviews! I do read them!*** Isaiah POV

Nat picked it up, read the first page, and her eyes narrowed in confusion before she looked up at Anna. “What is that?” Clayton asked. “A little something that I need your help with.” Anna responded. ****************************** “F*ck!” Charlotte shouted, screaming into the throw pillow she held over her mouth. It was barely twenty-four hours after the bid, and she felt more miserable as time passed. Her confrontation with Anna had left her angrier than she had thought it would. There had been no fear in her eyes, which was one of the things that bothered Charlotte. “How did that b*tch come back to New Jersey? Why?” Charlotte asked herself.