James Mcavoy Charles Novels & Stories

“Well, you and Stella are done, so you no longer have the right to forbid me from approaching her, do you?” Charles clenched his fist and glared at Mauro. He knew he wasn’t kidding about continuing to court Stella now that they were separated. At that time, it was only his ego that got hurt when he found out that he liked Stella. Now, even if he doesn’t want to admit it, he feels different. It's not just his ego that matters now. “What if you are chosen by the chairman for the upcoming event?” Charles asked to make up for the man. Mauro was stunned for a moment. When Charles grinned because of his reaction, he felt faint. “Remember that more fat fish will come to the event. If I am chosen, t

He chuckled, his gaze lingering on Charles for a moment. "Oh, I thought you’d be with your husband.” “She’s divorced,” Charles said, his voice clipped, his eyes narrowed. “You should know that, considering you’ve been… keeping tabs on her. Am I wrong?” My head snapped up, my gaze darting between them. Charles knew about James’s… interest in me? How? A wave of nausea washed over me, the restaurant suddenly feeling too small, the air too thick to breathe. "Charles, what are you talking about?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

I wiped my eyes with my sleeves, nodding my head at him. "Yes dad. This is Charles, my first mate. He's studying to be a doctor and he's now the current alpha of original pack #3 of the original 10. He also developed a cure for vampire bites on werewolves. That cure is what gave us the cure for the ancient ones." I was so proud of my mate and all his accomplishments and I wanted my father to know them all. "That's very impressive young man. A cure for vampire bites. I never thought I'd see the day." He held his hand out, Charles took it and they shook looking each other dead in the eyes. The atmosphere felt intense, testosterone in the air.

I have this rare opportunity to meet him before he’s whisked away. I made sure to explain my theory about Charles and why I suspect he might be behind all the chaos, even though he’s behind bars. Despite his incarceration, he has a network of people around Chicago who could still be working for him. Plus, his younger brother, James Smirnov, is absolutely furious with both Richie and me. It’s clear he harbors a strong hatred toward us, which I believe stems from the fact that Charles ended up in jail because of my actions and because of the death of his older brother, which was caused by Calista, who is related to Richie.

Jackes’ eyes were wide open in disbelief. Charles made him apologize to Charmine? What for? “What for? Charmine is the Magpie Bridge’s designer, that’s what! We must get the opportunity to supply for the Magpie Bridge Project! Do you know who I’m with right now? They’re the moguls behind the Magpie Bridge Project. We’re negotiating, and here you are, ruining things behind my back?” On the other end of the call, Charles was panting and almost spat out blood. He tried so hard to gain the opportunity to provide for the Magpie Bridge Project. He was negotiating with the rest of the moguls, with one of them being Senior Max!

MacGuire's rich brogue was as captivating as his green eyes, but all Lily could think of was Charles, and she wondered what he had done to the poor Scotsman. "Oh, dear. What happened, Mr. MacGuire? Are you hurt?" Emily held out a hand to him, but he waved her off. "I'm fine, just a wee accident. I tripped and hit one of the steps from the terrace. I'm afraid I won't be much fun to dance with tonight." He looked to Lily apologetically. "Next time, Mrs. Wycliff?" "Yes, of course. Please feel better, Mr. MacGuire." Lily let him press a kiss to her hand as well. She looked toward the French doors leading to the terrace and saw Charles leaning against the wall, his arms crossed and a smug smile o

“I don't mean to get into this but you shouldn't let this weigh on you. You're one of the most influential businessmen and this will pass. I know you might have been insulted today but when it's all over, the same set of people would broadcast your success. Success is within your reach and people will forget about this like it didn't happen because yours is not the first plane to crash. Sir, I don't want you to be broken about this. You shouldn't let it take away the life in you.” “Maureen, nothing's taking my life now get my food!” Charles said and Maureen nodded before she left for the kitchen. He didn't like to get personal with anyone especially employees. He doesn't like to be connected

Hard to believe she was sixteen already. “Want a drink? You look thirsty.” Myles appeared beside me, two large cups of smoothie in his hold, offering one to me. I frowned at the pink mixture. He shrugged, raising a cup to his lips. “More for me then.” I looked at the side of his face as he drank, his eyes on the stage as though he was dodging mine. “Who’s she waiting for?” he asked. “Some guy named Charles,” I spat. He chuckled. “You don’t sound too happy with this guy named Charles.”

I began to question Charles as to why he wasn’t smiling as much as I had hoped. “Well, where you I start from? (Swear) I don’t know how we didn’t realize that we were being played earlier (swear) the fool was only given a year rehab which he’ll obviously travel out to do and come back looking hotter. Just look at his face” he said as he scowled at James who winked at me. “Did he just do what I think he did? Great, the fool is hitting on you too” Charles said and I chuckled. He could be so adorable sometimes.

He grinned wide and pulled Maverick into a quick, hard hug. “You clean up nice,” Charles said, stepping back to look him over. “Almost presentable. Almost.” Maverick gave a small laugh. “Thanks for coming.” Charles clapped him on the shoulder. “Would not miss it. You deserve this. She deserves this. You two are... solid. Real. The kind of thing people write songs about.” Maverick nodded. “Feels unreal sometimes.” Charles softened. “It is real. And it is good. Hold on to it.”