Novel Stonewall Charlotte Novels & Stories

“Just remember to follow the rules I’ve given you.” “Yes, Your Majesty,” Zoey said respectfully but couldn’t help but feel a sense of disappointment creeping in again. This was not what she wanted to hear. “Don’t call me that,” Charlotte snapped suddenly. “Just call me Charlotte.” Zoey nodded quickly but felt confused by this sudden shift in tone. Maybe she was winning, maybe she was not. She tried to understand Charlotte. It was clear that Charlotte had walls built around herself—walls that kept others at bay. And also, Charlotte was sex starved. She could smell it. And Charlotte had never been with a lady before. Zoey vowed to make it memorable to her.

The words choke into a sob. Finally crying? Good... For God's sake let it out... "The only thing that is any different is inside your head. You are not Jenny, the child victim. You are Charlotte, the woman who reinvented herself, who knew what she wanted and took on all comers to get it. The woman who took the world by the throat and shook until it gave her what she deserved."

If you have not met Charlotte and her Triad previously The Characters – Or 'What Went Before' Charlotte: Originally known as 'Jennifer Conners' (Jenny) when she was a child. Charlotte had a grim upbringing. Imprisoned in a 'Children's Home' known as 'Blessingmoors', actually an outlet for human trafficking, she never knew her mother and father, and was destined for a life as sex-slave. To escape that life, Charlotte decided to go to university to give herself the education to make it in the world. To raise the funds to do so, she chose to auction herself and her virginity to the highest bidder.

I landed on the floor with a jolt, the shock rippling through me as he swiftly retreated into his room, slamming the door behind him with a resounding thud. Stunned and disoriented, I found myself on the floor, rejected. As I looked around, I met the gaze of two servants who had witnessed the entire scene. "Get lost!" I lashed out in anger and humiliation, my voice echoing down the hallway as I grappled with the sting of rejection and the public display of my thwarted intentions. Charlotte POV

Charlotte's POV After Drake's visit. I knew that everything I had fought to cover up was going to be out in the open if I didn't play by his rules, but at the same time, I would rather the world burn than expose my daughter to the gnawing hands of society. I was ready for war with the court for child custody if he wanted to play the game. I was bent on proving to him and his fiancée this time around that I wasn't the Charlotte they knew. I had changed, and I would show them how.

She walked out without another word, and after a long while, I followed. —--------------------- We were halfway down the hotel stairs when Charlotte's phone rang. She stopped, her face going pale as she looked at the screen. "What's wrong?" I asked her. She turned the screen toward me. EXCLUSIVE: The Untold Truth of Ophelia Wren and Alessandre Marcello A frank exposé of our past. The affair. The betrayal. Ophelia went pale. "Who leaked this?” Charlotte didn’t answer. “Come on. We have to go now,” I said, grabbing both of them as we hurried down the stairs.

“This is just sick" She charged at Charlotte again, kicking her in the stomach “shut up bitch. This is no time for you to behave arrogant. Wasn't I civil enough to explain everything we went through? How I gave up everything to save him from spending his life in prison? What have you done for him bitch. You just want to enjoy everything I suffered for…” Charlotte was groaning in pain all the while. Consciousness creeping in and out *** Outside, tires screeched as Johnny pulled up outside Charlotte's apartment. He wasted no time dashing straight to the door

“Lila’s in the city. She’ll get the job tomorrow. Charlotte’s bound to meet her.” Alana didn’t turn. “Perfect.” “Are you sure this is going to work?” Cheryl asked. “Charlotte’s not stupid.” “She’s not,” Alana agreed softly. “She’s kind. That’s worse.” She finally turned, her gaze piercing. “People like her never survive in a world built on secrets. They fall in love, they trust, they forgive, and then they pay the price.” Cheryl crossed her arms. “And you’re the one who’ll make her pay?”

Charlotte hissed, picked up her earrings, and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Mei and Robert exchanged stunned glances. “Did you just let her walk away, Dad?” Zoey snapped, crying. “Look at what she did to me and Chloe!” Chloe resumed her theatrics, crying even louder. Jun exhaled sharply. “I understand we hate Charlotte, but she didn’t even touch Chloe’s stomach. She shoved her—and she was careful doing it.” Zoey jaw dropped in disbelief as she turned to Jun. Chloe jerked away from him, screaming,

Charlotte stormed back inside, slamming the door. Astor stood frozen. Elaine stepped out, her voice low. “Stay away from her.” Astor’s fists clenched. “I won’t give up.” Elaine’s expression darkened. “Then you’ll only hurt her more.” Astor exhaled sharply, running a hand down his face. He had lost her. Charlotte had shut him out completely. --- Charlotte’s Resolve Inside, Charlotte leaned against the door, her chest rising and falling. Her heart ached. But her mind was made up.