Miss charming and fierce Mga Nobela at Kwento

You're not going to like it if I say it again. And the conversation has become longer and longer. @JustJasmine You know what? Just back off. @itsFlint Nope. Will never do that. @JustJasmine You're annoying. @itsFlint I know. But I'm irresistible. @JustJasmine For everybody else, sure. But not to me, Flint. Not to me. @itsFlint I'm good at convincing, JV. @JustJasmine I'm not easy to convince, Flint. @itsFlint You may be a hard cookie to crack, but I'm persistent.

I hate the way my heart tries to crawl out of my throat whenever he’s near. Love, am I right? The world’s most beautiful, debilitating curse. Because Charlie? Charlie is a flirt. No, he’s THE Flirt. Capital F. It’s his native language. He charms the barista, the CEO, the old lady who lives down the hall. And with women he’s interested in? He’s a goddamn symphony of attention. He listens, he laughs, he makes them feel like the only person in the room. But it’s a firework. Bright, breathtaking, and over in a flash.

I repeated, the words leaving a bitter taste. My gaze returned to Kaida's face. With her eyes closed, her vibrant personality was masked. Her sharp wit, daring demeanor, and intrepid nature were all hallmarks of a strong individual. Her fiery red hair reminded me of a figure from Kai's past, although that person's hair had a slightly tamer shade, whereas Kaida's was bold and fierce.

THOSE DAMN EYES. “She is reckless, sometimes stupid, and careless because she gets super excited. And when it happens, she never thinks of what she does next, just leaps forward like a damn cheetah. She is very adventurous and can jump off the cliff only because you dared her to. She is fearless; she can wrestle with lions and dragons, and defeat them while still laughing. She is a perfectionist who loves things in a certain specific way and will slave off until all is just in the way she likes it better. She's a terrible liar, and can easily get caught when lying. She is sharp, very witty, and lovable. She has a way of manipulating her way into someone’s mind and heart then claims her right

"What's the next type?” "Charmer. The Charmer is someone who knows how to charm others without arguing or complaining," he explained. "Instead, they listen and are lightheartedly helpful. They know how to flatter well while working towards their own agenda. However, there's often a dark side to charm, as it's usually based on some form of lying. So, charming someone you don't actually like can be a bad decision, as everyone will start doubting everything else you do." "Do you think I'm charming?" I asked, feeling a bit unsure.

You know my name already, Charlene and please do not add those miserable prefixes, just Charlene." she introduced. He stared at her, feeling a sense of dread wash over him. She had that mischievous look in her eyes and that horrid smirk on her red painted lips, plus the after tingles that refused to leave his skin from her touch and he knew he was in a whole lot of expensive trouble. *

I looked at Mason and traced his eyes to a cute red haired girl I kinda recognized as someone who resides in our pack, the SilverLake pack who happens to be his mate. I'm so happy for him to have found his second chance mate. I saw him and couldn't help but tease him through the mind-link "Looks like someone has found his mate, unfortunate her" Jason turned to look at me and then Mason and replied "Well he got a fire for a mate then, but I wish it was Tasha Grey. She's everything a guy can ask for" he informed me. "Who's Tasha Grey and how do you know?" I asked as I tried to remember where I heard that last name, Grey. It sounded so familiar then I turned to look at him.

I answered, bristling at Senator Carroll’s description of Charli. She was beyond pretty, and hearing the words from his lips made them sound inadequate. I fought the urge to tell him that Charli wasn't just pretty. She was ravishing, a spitfire with a mind of her own, who could tear him and any other condescending man to shreds. I'd warn him to approach with caution, because though she may appear tame, in reality she was almost too hot to handle. In her eyes she held her essence. They glistened with joy and love even when danger and pain surrounded her. Her beauty went further than her gorgeous exterior. She was enthralling and alluring.

Their previous encounter was quite vague in his memory, but with a closer look and brighter lighting, he fully realized that the guy is incredibly gorgeous. His tanned skin accentuates his tough and manly character. He was certain both males and females are going crazy over his athletic physique attracts. As a casanova, he was well aware that girls are quickly captivated to his immaculate pearly white complexion and handsome features. However, the guy resting next to him exudes a fierce masculine vibe that even straight males like himself are drawn to it. He exhibits such dominance that anyone would want to submit. "I am a player. Girls would fight for the chance to spend the night with me a

Bold. Staring at his beautifully charming expression, Missy almost found herself wishing he had never stopped being the aloof and aloof person she had known him to be. It would be so much easier to say “no, that's crazy!”, if he was still that man with the stern expression and icy demeanor... If he weren't being so sweet and kind, acting as if her invitation had been the best part of your day... If he hadn't given her the best kiss of her life...