Novel Charismatic Charlie Wade Novels & Stories

This time, too much was at risk for me to be able to decide what direction I could go and so I just let myself accept my fate that has come to me in the form of a man with cold blue eyes and a dark deadly gaze. After he left that night, I cried hard, afraid for myself and for my parents and wondering to myself how my life ended in such a big mess. I was overwhelmed at how jittery and frightened he made me in just a short period of time. I tried to call Shayne. Heck! I almost hit the dial button a thousand times but those eyes haunted me and his words replayed in my head like a broken record. I think at some point I tried to convince myself that he wasn’t all bad for someone who helped me ,

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

Charlie spins back and glares at Draven, one thing I have come to learn about Charlie is she hated being given a label regarding her traits “I am not stubborn. I just don’t want to spend time with you and I shouldn't have too. You are not my father” Draven shifts his eyes to me “In that case, another person dies” Something or rather someone rushes by us and I watch Charlies wide eyes follow the blur "Stop, I will come in, just please don't kill anyone else" His lips curled up at the corner and he suddenly understood one of her weaknesses

Before I could get anymore in my head, I noticed him… behind her was the most gorgeous guy I think I’d ever seen, jet black hair, and black eyes, olive skin, and I’m pretty sure if he lowered his towel anymore there would be an eight pack just below the six pack I saw. “Excuse me? Are you deaf or just stupid?” “I…I’m sorry” I stammered out lamely. “I didn’t realize anyone would be in here, especially not a boy.” I kept my eyes towards the floor to hide my utter embarrassment. “Who are you even anyway? I’ve never seen you before, you must be lost.” “Charlee, it’s my first day.” “Oh, you’re the new girl. I’m not sure why everyone is making such a fuss, you look average to me.”

“Yes, baby. Your face says a different thing, while your mouth speaks differently.” I stretched my hands toward a kneeling Charlotte. “Come with me, baby girl,” I said, this time with a crooked brow. “Come with me. You’ve done a great job. You must be applauded. I appreciate ladies who satisfy my fantasies.” Restless heat passed through me as Clint led me across an open space. The rumble of helicopter blades and the roar of engines grew louder with each step, But I was lost in thoughts. I was so horny, and he knew my situation as we walked down the apartment to the hangar.

DAMIEL I stopped exercising the night I knew I would be getting married. Blame a man for having his dick huge. Some people wet dreams but I am no asshole. Charlie’s trauma plays a part. I would never lay my hands on him again. New omega for every rut. He cried for me, he let me pull him to tears. So sweet. He decided to give me the honor of bringing him to tears and I cannot wait to see another. ⸻ CHARLIE

It also sometimes required every ounce of their muscles and every piece of their bones to stretch and bend in the most painful, tricky, and awkward position known to mankind. “Hey, stop that. You’re wasting good food.” Owen shouted when her hand aimed another object at his head. “But seriously, you’re everywhere.” He quickly walked over to her side and snatched the apple from her hand before it landed on one of his body parts. He was right. Charlie had been busy these past several weeks. Since the press published her marriage, many job offers poured in her direction. Contracts dropped on her lap, left and right. Her agent, whom she could barely contact before, was suddenly available to her t

“Charlie, I wanted you to come to the wedding, but Nathan didn’t want to see you.” There was no name saved on the number, but Charlotte didn’t need one. The tone alone told her exactly who it was. Celine. Charlotte’s fingers tightened around the phone as the realization hit her fully. Just minutes ago, as the cab pulled away from the Dean mansion, she had thrown her old phone out of the window without hesitation. That phone carried too much history. Too many wounds. This was a new line she had gotten for herself, quietly, carefully, meant to be hers alone.

“Have you asked her what she wants? Maybe she likes it here.” He shakes his head. “You know how women are. They might think they know what’s good for them, but really, they need someone to show them.” What the fuck was Charlie thinking, getting engaged to a guy like this? “I disagree. And I have a feeling this friend is much better off here than in New York with you.” “H-how do you—who are you?” I smile pleasantly just to piss him off. I extend my hand to shake. “Hi, I’m Owen Dawson. And Charlie and I are back together.”

" I know who this is.... I turned around. I saw... That is.... Wade POV: I had to see Cherry. I miss her. I know we should be friends, but I cannot help it. I want this girl. She has been driving me crazy for the last 3 years now. I want to taste, smell, and fuck her since we were in 11th grade. But now that I have tasted her two sets of lips, I want her again; she's like a drug to me. I need it and am addicted to her body and heart. I know she loves me! she told me she loves me. I do love her, but I cannot tell her, I am listening to my fucking grandpa, who was in love with her aunt Emily. He over her, but he is still angry at Jake Moroney because he was his best friend.