Novel Charli Wade Novels & Stories

Ellen said from behind her. Dara went in the house and directly went to her bedroom. She opened her diary and started to write; “Dear Wade; It was a good day. I met a lot of people today and they all were nice. I met William today. He’s a fun guy. He even invited me to a party tonight. I met Ashley. I helped her find her brother. I don’t know how I knew but I just knew where her brother was. Isn’t this weird? I also met a guy named Charles. He’s a bit weird. I don’t know. He’s just very quiet. He got no friends and he’s weird. Well, really wish I cloud find you. I think you’ve moved out from the island. I hope to see you soon.”

Confusion took over her features as she stared wonderingly at me. "I'm Charity Everton" This is it.

With her fingers intertwined with Taylor’s, Charlie added, “Oh, by the way, Taylor West is my boyfriend. We are so in love that we have already planned our future wedding, named our future kids, and all that good stuff.” “Taylor is my inspiration for everything,” Charlie further shared. “In fact, he was my motivation to write a romance novel. It’s called, Dedicated Love: How I Destroyed Every Girl Who Stared at My Man!” “What do you think? Isn’t the title great?” Charlie asked everyone. “Do you think it was too short?” “No! It was great!” Many responded similarly but with different words. “It’s just the right length,” a girl said, making sure not to look at Taylor.

Covering her from the woman in front of them. “What are you doing here?” “Weiss Heran,” she smiles. Her perfectly lined teeth were visible as the corners of her mouth lifted. “I did not know you two are still close friends—” “Charlene is my fiancee. Now answer me. What are you doing here?” Weiss lowered his voice, not wanting any more attention from the crowd of students. He knew how much Charlene hated attention. She once introduced herself not as the Red Moon Pack Alpha’s kid but as a farmer’s daughter to avoid any more unnecessary attention to her way. Charlene Samarah Adams is the kind of woman who would rather be labeled peasant than bother having sucking nobles under her.

Why would I sleep in the perfectly good guest room when I could infiltrate the inner sanctum? Why, you ask? Because Charlie Wayne is a creature of habit. If a girl he’s dating so much as leaves a toothbrush at his place, he starts plotting his escape. If he feels a woman is getting too attached, he ghosts faster than you can say “emotional availability.” So I’m not going to be that girl. I’m going to be… Carly. His best friend. The one who is already there. The one whose presence is a given, not a request. I’m going to blur every line he’s ever drawn so slowly, so naturally, that he won’t see the boundary is gone until he’s already standing in my territory. I’m going to make him fall in love

With her fingers intertwined with Taylor’s, Charlie added, “Oh, by the way, Taylor West is my boyfriend. We are so in love that we have already planned our future wedding, named our future kids, and all that good stuff.” “Taylor is my inspiration for everything,” Charlie further shared. “In fact, he was my motivation to write a romance novel. It’s called, Dedicated Love: How I Destroyed Every Girl Who Stared at My Man!” “What do you think? Isn’t the title great?” Charlie asked everyone. “Do you think it was too short?” “No! It was great!” Many responded similarly but with different words. “It’s just the right length,” a girl said, making sure not to look at Taylor.

"For the avoidance of doubt... If Charlotte should fall pregnant, I will adopt, in the womb, any child she bears..." He glances up for a second, no more, then drops his eyelids in acknowledgement, looking happier. ----- CHARLOTTE Down in my small office in the Haswell Building, nothing else being asked of me just now, I am busy with a college assignment. There is a knock. "Door´s open..." A familiar face appears. "Hello, Charlotte. They told me you were down here. I was in the area, so I thought I´d call by."

“Sounds about right!” “Did you get ahold of Charlotte?” “Just about to call her.” “Okay. Bye.” I sighed as I closed the link. It was weird hearing Brayden call her Hailey but I guess he has never known her as Charlotte. It was like two different people. When he called her Hailey, I saw the broken girl that was on the run. The little girl who’s family got murdered in front of her. When she was called Charlotte, I saw a force of nature. She was resilient, sarcastic and sexy. She took little shit and backed up her own. The injuries she has sustained have been nothing short of deadly but she lives on. My girl was a fighter.

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.”