Novel Charlotte Novels & Stories

Charlotte stood up immediately, grabbing me softly by my left arm. “I want you Drake." She pleaded,her arms found their way around my neck. She closed the gap between us,her mine leaning closer to mine until it met in a soft yet delicate kiss. I pushed her away,my eyes darkening . What could have triggered Charlotte's sudden desire for me? What is she up to? “ Well I literally just woke up and __." I lied,my palm caressed my stomach and I grimaced. “I am famished. I'll be glad if you do me the favor of preparing breakfast."

But Charlotte was rejuvenated and filled with a raw power that roared through her veins, heightening her senses and sating the hunger. Early that morning, just before the sun began to ascend the horizon, Charlotte dressed and quietly left the nun's room unaware of the figure hidden in the shadows in the corridor outside. She hurried down the halls, until she reached her room, opening the door she went inside and collapsed onto her bed before falling into a deep and dreamless sleep.

I would have to ask them next time I saw them, Charlotte asked me to open the cell and I happily obliged. I let her enter the cell first and I followed close behind. Charlotte then asked her the question that we all failed to even think about. Why did she drug Jack, like Charlotte said she knew that she would have got rejected by Jack after. I tried not to laugh when she said her plan was to get pregnant with his heir. Too late bitch Charlotte is already doing that, and she did not even do it on purpose I chuckled to myself. After Charlotte was finished, she pulled out her gun and placed a nice clean hole right in the middle of Charlottes head.

After being driven out of the Liang mansion, having the Liang Company stolen from her, and hearing the threat from Charlotte last night, Elizabeth could find no good reason to treat the woman before her with respect. "I am still your aunt at the very least..." Elizabeth sneered upon hearing this, "Aunt? Sorry, but my aunt died a few months ago. Which aunt do you think you are?" "You..." Charlotte instantly flared up. She pointed at Elizabeth and said, "You..." Charlotte became an upper class member of society very late in life, in addition to the fact that she was relatively uneducated and uncultured, she could plausibly put up the act of a rich madam for a minute, but her true strengths lie

“Do you remember when we were in the university and I couldn’t step past the doorway or how I would become crippled with fear each time a boy spoke to me? You used to call me a coward and a slave to my fears. You reminded me that brother Mordechai was now in jail and punished for his crimes and there was no need to punish myself for something he did? You made me go to the therapist and even went on dates with me so I could feel safe.” Yes, I knew all that. Charlotte’s family was very conservative and very religious. Her parents had sent her to the convent at a young age. There she was raised by the nuns in a boarding school. The plan for her life was that when she grew older, she would take

Charlotte, sensing his vulnerability, slid closer, her voice dripping with compassion. "Alexander, you're drinking too much. You need rest. Your wife is gone; you can meet her later. Come, let me help you," Charlotte cooed, her hand wrapping around his. Alexander's blurry gaze met Charlotte's concerned expression, but his intoxicated mind failed to register the danger lurking beneath her solicitous words. With Charlotte's guidance, Alexander stumbled toward the elevator, his legs faltering beneath him. She steadied him, her grip firm but gentle. As they stepped into the empty hallway, Charlotte's hands remained wrapped around his waist, supporting his staggering steps. Together, they navigat

Junia inquired. Just as Nicholas wanted to respond to her words, that was when Charlotte butted in. “I am Charlotte, I am his first love” Junia glanced back and forth between the two of them like she was trying to wrap her head around their words and in that moment, an eerie smile erupted from her mouth. “First love…… how come I know nothing about her?” Nicholas bit the corner of his lips as he reached his hands for Junia but she retracted her step backward. “Things might sound crazy right now and you might not believe me but if you give me the chance to explain things to you, then you will understand whatever is happening right now”

Even if I am 99% sure that James will keep his promise and not marry her—which I am—, that 1% chance that I am wrong is enough for me to want to continue to guard and protect my heart. And, unfortunately, the closer to the so-called wedding we get, the more I feel that way. Perhaps that is why I finally accepted Charlotte’s invitation to go out drinking and dancing tonight. Charlotte is the team doctor’s daughter. She reminds me a little bit of Brady, which may be the reason I like her so much. She has strawberry blond hair that is definitely more “strawberry” than blond; she is outgoing, likes to joke around, and likes to have a good time; and if you hang out with her long enough, you wil

Nat picked it up, read the first page, and her eyes narrowed in confusion before she looked up at Anna. “What is that?” Clayton asked. “A little something that I need your help with.” Anna responded. ****************************** “F*ck!” Charlotte shouted, screaming into the throw pillow she held over her mouth. It was barely twenty-four hours after the bid, and she felt more miserable as time passed. Her confrontation with Anna had left her angrier than she had thought it would. There had been no fear in her eyes, which was one of the things that bothered Charlotte. “How did that b*tch come back to New Jersey? Why?” Charlotte asked herself.

The sight is truly repugnant. Charlotte's guard was instantly lowered. Unless Caleb was blind, he would definitely choose her over Penny. Charlotte walked over to form a striking contrast with Penny's simple and ugly appearance. She wanted everyone to know that she was the one truly deserving of Caleb. "Hello, I'm Charlotte. Nice to meet you." Penny looked at Charlotte's extravagant outfit with indifference. "I know you. You're the mistress who's always trying to get my husband to divorce me. You went to Dawn Haven Villa last time and were ridiculed by Grandpa Fergerson. I heard all about it from the servants."