Novel Charlie Novels & Stories

Paul disconnected the mind link. ** Charlie's POV Seeing different kids and teens piling in with their kiddie bikes, excited and submitting their names to pick up free flyers, made me bask in joy. I had been just this little, and biking was the only sport I could enroll in without being beaten to avoid it as a girl. Lost in thought, a tiny hand wrapped around my wrist. My eyes met the little girl's—brown eyeballs and beautiful. "Miss Charlie, would you teach me how to race?"

Third Person POV Charlene and Black met again, this time at a quiet restaurant in Makati. It wasn’t extravagant or luxurious—nothing like the places they usually went to. “Is this another new spot?” Charlene asked, glancing around curiously. “Yeah,” Black replied. “I noticed you’re not really comfortable in fancy restaurants, so I thought we’d try this one instead. I hope you don’t mind.” She smiled softly. “No, it’s fine. It’s nice here.”

“I do not mind.” After John left, Charlie and I got to know each other. We talked about what we liked and did not like while I helped him wash. He told me stories about all the young women he had known when he was a young man. It seemed Charlie had been quite popular with ladies in his day. I could almost see him as a dashing young man in fine clothes, looking for a pretty girl to share his night with. I shook my head and smiled to myself. He had fallen asleep right after I finished feeding him. So I took out my book and started to read to him.

Running her hands down the sides, she felt— "Pockets? This robe has pockets? Awesome!" Char, you seem excited, ReNew observed. "I guess this is the first time I’ve had responsibility like a real adult. If the class was any indication, I have a feeling I’m going to fit in here." ReNew pondered Charlene’s journey and how best to assist her. But after the incident with the lightning—after Charlene unleashed a force so immense yet remained unaffected—something inside her had changed. She seemed hollow afterward, empty. A cold chill ran through ReNew. That couldn’t happen again. Charlene had gone somewhere dark, and it had scared ReNew beyond belief. When she had reached out to reunite, Charlene

As they began to discuss ideas in more depth, Charlie found herself sketching furiously, her pencil dancing across the page as she captured the essence of their conversation. At that moment, surrounded by her new friends, Charlie felt less alone hearing stories about the struggles her friends had to deal with trying to change people's perceptions of them as a whole. As she continued to sketch she would stop and join in sharing tales she herself had heard. The group laughed and rolled their eyes at some of the ridiculous things people believe about them. Charlie shared her sketches and the group came to a decision in which direction they planned to go in. And as the sun dipped below the horiz

he hummed, waving his hand in the air as the shadows finished creating his body. I let out a soft chuckle at his words, and Charlie made her appearance behind him still in her half-shifted form. Her one eye glowed a deep red, and the other a molten honey as they stared at me. The fresh blood around her mouth glistened, making me realize that she was the one who had done this to Nina. “Where’s your companion?” Alistar asked taking my attention away from Charlie, “You know, your Beta that helped kidnap your precious mate?”

he replied. Jonathan crossed his arms as Charlie sunk back down, hands splayed apart on the rail. “Don’t you think it will do you some good to get out? Talk to some people? Explore the ship?” he probed. Despite having served as his valet these past few years, Jonathan had become more of a friend than a servant, and Charlie relied on him for more than just fetching needed items and laying out clothing. Jonathan was as levelheaded and intelligent as most of Charlie’s associates. In fact, Jonathan had even attended college for a few semesters before funding failed him, and he was forced to find employment. It was his sharp eye for detail and his charismatic personality that had caused Charlie t

Or read all the books in the romance section of the local library! "I'm sorry! I haven't stolen anything! I don't do drugs! I haven't even seen any type of drugs before... Well, I have, you know, Ibuprofen, Paracetamol, Advil, Lo— Well that's not the point! The point is, I don't deserve to die! I'm so young and growing..." Charlie keeps rambling on in a high-pitched voice. The mysterious man scrunches up his brows as an amused look crosses his eyes. Charlie would've noticed this if she wasn't staring at his big hands that clutch two duffle bags in a tight grip.

He let out a regretful sigh and set the phone aside. After getting ready for work, Charlie Jr. descended the staircase and was greeted by his butler who informed him that breakfast had been served. However, he declined, lacking the appetite to eat. He then got into his car and drove to his office, where he immediately threw himself into his work without taking a break. As he was deeply engrossed in his work, Salvation entered his office and noticed that Charlie Jr. appeared troubled, as he always did whenever he faced difficulties. Concerned, Salvation approached him and asked, "President Charlie Jr., is everything okay? You don't look well."

“You will have no satisfaction in this. Understood?” I ignore his threats. “Maxwell didn’t convince her to kill herself. I haven’t known you for very long, but I know for a fact that he’s nothing like you.” “We’re both vampires. What makes you so sure lover boy is as innocent as you think he is? You said it yourself, you read the book. He’s a killer, Charlie. Back in the day, he wasn’t as gentle and caring as he has grown to be now, which just makes my job of breaking him easier.”