Making Fiends Charlotte And Vendetta Novels & Stories

I took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, “Charlotte has unique insights and abilities that could be crucial in our fight against the vampires, she has encountered one of them Jessica! The murmurs grew louder. Elder Lucas leaned forward, his eyes fixed on me. “What are these unique insights and abilities you speak of? We need specifics, king Nathan, not vague assurances.” Before I could respond, Charlotte stepped forward, “I understand your concerns. I’m not a wolf, and I’m not a member of your pack. But we,” she looked at Derek, who held her hand tightly, “we have faced her before, and she is more dangerous than you think. We lost our sister Rebecca at her hands. We can help you plan thi

"Not her fault?! She was the one who took you from me!" "Charlotte," Lance said, taking a step closer, "I was never yours." "And neither was she," Charlotte said as her fangs sank into my neck and her hands held me to her chest in a death grip. I struggled, but was unable to get away. "Nooo!" Lance yelled, pulling me out of Charlotte's grasp. I fell to the floor as if in slow motion, in shock, as I watched Lance grip Charlotte's head between his hands and look into her eyes. Charlotte's eyes flew open wide. "It didn't have to be this way," he said, then ripped her head from her shoulders as her scream cut off abruptly. A deafening silence filled the room as her body burst into flames.

4:16 PM — Fondazione IRCCS Ca’ Granda Ospedale Maggiore Policlinico Charlotte’s boots crunched against the gravel as she stepped out of the black SUV, the cold air biting at her cheeks. Her hair was a storm behind her, caught in the wind. The hem of her coat fluttered like a war banner—torn, ash-dusted, and defiant. Her chest rose and fell with steady breaths. Measured. Controlled. The deal was done. On the surface, Vincent Blackwell had won. But surface never told the whole story. Charlotte had given him silence, let him drink his illusion of victory like fine wine. But beneath it all, she carried fire—molten and merciless.

Inarguably, there had been some lapses in judgment in her decisions, but she had always been quick to recognize her flaws and work to eliminate them. Katya, a wise and experienced witch, had advised that Charlotte should focus on the werewolf, vampire, and witch traits first, as they were common to many other supernaturals. Katya had been an exceptional teacher in witchcraft. Charlotte’s werewolf side was being trained by both Azraiel and Matt. Victor, Ayleen's vampire friend, was training her vampire side, though always under Theo's watchful eye. Theo, ever protective, wouldn't stop glaring at poor Victor the entire time.

Lizzy told me while we were standing in front of the door. "That will be my job." I was about to answer Lizzy when Charlotte opened the door. "You will organize the wedding?" Lizzy arched a brow. "What's the problem, Lizzy? Don't you trust my organization skills?" Charlotte asked. I glanced at Lizzy who was just glaring at Charlotte. I can tell she despise her presence. "No, because I don't trust you. You're a psychopath," Lizzy blurted without even thinking that Charlotte's a vampire who could bite her anytime now.

We flashed him our perfect smiles and gave him puppy eyes. " Now, I'm scared. Psychos," " Speak. We don't have all day," Jace commanded. "My ex-boyfriend, Maleck, hired me -" Before Charlotte could finish speaking, Ellis jumped on her. He moved with incredible speed. His claws extended instantly. He grabbed her by her neck and flung her against the wall. I saw Charlotte's life flash before my eyes. Unlike any of us, Jace was quick to react and pull my mate away from the Fox. Charlotte was thrown against the floor. The once-white floor was stained with her blood.

Charlotte growled,her mind rolling back to that morning. Her territory was threatened, her power and authority opposed. Drake had given her and Charlotte the same control and will over Mia and Shirley. She hated how much power Drake had given Charlotte. All these thoughts attempted to explode Charlotte's mind. She had to do something. Real quick. She needed to take swift action and precautions against future reoccurrence but what can she do? Suddenly an idea occurred to her. Ron Chase. Ron Chase seemed like the villain she needed. Charlotte didn't understand if Ron and Charlotte shared a real relationship but he instincts told her to trust him.

“ Way to go girl. Sorry… I mean my Luna, “ She said playfully and I laughed. “ You sure know how to crack me up always, Charlotte, “ I said to her. Charlotte was the only friend I had in ShadowMoon Pack. Our friendship started on social media. We connected and started vibing before I even found out that she was from the same pack as me. “ My mate and I wish to congratulate you and our Luna, “ Khal said with a smile and held Charlotte's hands. “ No way!! “ I said with disbelief while smiling as eyes widened with shock as I looked at their hands. “ Yes, Way, “ Charlotte said and we both squealed, making Alpha Zane and His Gamma Khal chuckle. “ Congratulations on finding your mate too, “ Alpha

She kept her guard up while looking around in every direction waiting for an attack, knowing very well the slightest slip-up could cost her life. All of a sudden, a couple of men hidden in some bushes jumped out to attack Charlotte, but she was very quick and dodged them by giving one step to her left. The men fell face-first to the ground, but this was not enough to stop them. They stood up and tried to attack again, but this time they took out their sabres. The sight of them did not surprise or scared Charlotte, as she was good in both sword fighting and hand-to-hand combat, so she could dodge every single attack from her enemies, and in some of those evasions, she could punch them either

"How disgusting. Get rid of them now." In the end, the car pulled into the most expensive neighborhood in the city. The owner of the underground fighting ring where I had spent five years licking shoes bowed in front of Rebecca, smiling. "Don't worry, Miss. Those two old husks have already been thrown into the volcano. Not even ashes are left. I guarantee nothing will be traced back to Mason." I turned and tried to run outside, but Rebecca grabbed me. "They've already been burned to ashes. What else do you want? Are you trying to disgust Mason on purpose?"