Queen Charlotte A Bridgerton Story Novels & Stories

" Dear Beta Eden, I trust you are well. you may not remember our meeting so I will formally introduce myself again. I am Queen Audrey of the witches. I am the mate of your Alpha Benjamin. It may be hard to believe but certain events if you look back will prove that there is some truth to my words. I know my mate's disappearance has brought about a lot of confusion among your pack and might cause some rebellion among your members and if word of his disappearance was heard outside the pack it would bring war for a possible takeover. But do not fear, as your wife Mary would have already told you, I have cast a protection spell. you are all free to leave the boundary and walk back in as you wish

Together they had succeeded where each would have failed alone. The wedding of Lady Charlotte and Lord Henry Philbrook was a grand affair, the county turned out in record numbers to see the lovely girl that married such an eligible bachelor. That night, Lord Henry Philbrook claimed his prize, the coveted virginity of his bride, her youthful body under his as he took out his pent up lust on his new wife. Lady Charlotte endured his hurried rutting, her insides bathed with his hot sex juice before she felt even a hint of arousal. And their sex life never got better, the only pleasure Lady Charlotte received in life was induced with her own fingers. But she

"It's nice to meet both of you. I would really appreciate it if you give us some time to talk to you!" "Go ahead," said King Bartholomeo. "Your beauty is exceptional, Charlotte! It's no wonder that my son is captivated by your charisma!" "Father, Charlotte came from the land of Canopus, actually she is the youngest princess of King Solomon and Queen Elizabeth. When their kingdom was colonized by King Abaddon, Stargazer helped her escape and told her to find her fated who would save their kingdom. Now, it turns out that her fated man is no other than me!"

Her words struck me with such force that I dropped my cutlery in frustration, unable to bear the weight of her unending accusation. "And what about Ben? Charlotte is the Queen Mother. It was wrong for me to have fallen in love with a werewolf in the first place. This is my way of setting things right, just as you wanted," I snapped back, muffled by the towel on my lips as I readied myself to leave. "A true king would never abandon any of his heirs. Besides, the so-called Queen always avoids dining with us. Haven't you noticed? She even keeps Ben away from me. You can't blame me for preferring her over Athena."

So I opened my mouth in her stead and said, “Jake’s a busy man. But albeit being busy, he makes sure to take care of his lovely wife. In fact, he sent me here to pick her up because he has things to do.” Ophelia nodded her head, agreeing with my words. “I see,” she continued, “Right. There’s no way Jake would leave you be.” Ophelia looked at Charlotte. Charlotte looked uneasy. It seems like my princess is rather uncomfortable with the situation, considering how her eyes are fixed on the floor. I tapped Charlotte’s shoulder, catching her attention. The moment her eyes laid on mine, I smiled at her to reassure that everything’s gonna be alright.

“How was the Queen?” Charlotte asked the second I opened the door. She was curled up on the couch reading a book. “Terrifying, but interesting.” “Well, what did she say? “That she will think about it. I’m pretty sure I pissed her off at the end though.” Charlotte’s hand came to my knee. “She will come to her senses and chose you. She would be a fool not to.” I looked over Charlotte in her pink silk pajamas. She barley looked forty with youthful skin and silky blonde hair. She actually reminded me of the image the goddess chose to show herself in.

I quickly glanced behind me, but Elva was still fast asleep. Comforted by that, I gave Charlotte my full focus. “I don’t know the full story, of course, just bits and pieces,” Charlotte said. “But apparently Bridget and Prince Nicholas were practically inseparable as they grew up. They were constantly with each other. Sometimes Prince Julian tagged along.” She cleared her throat. She was holding something back. “Charlotte?” “The cook, she was here then. She said they often held hands. One day, when she caught Bridget alone, Bridget told the cook that she was going to marry Prince Nicholas someday. It charmed the whole staff then. Everyone wanted to pair them together.

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

She didn't have to, but she was kind and cared for her people. It made me wonder what he would do or say if he found out I had no money with me, that I had run after my woman without a second thought or care in the world beyond not wanting to be apart from her. "I think what Killian is trying to say is that you've been home for a bit now, and it would have been nice to meet or at least know about Damien a bit sooner," The future queen calmly said, smiling softly at us. Charlotte's warm hand covered mine under the table, interlacing our fingers for support.

Charlotte retorted, attempting to step away. He moved closer, attempting to stop her from moving away, his gaze fixed on hers. “I insist,” he said, as he placed a hand on his chest as if feeling a sharp pain. Charlotte looked at him in shock. “Are you okay?” she asked, with concern on her face. He immediately regained his composure, "I’m fine. I’m Nathan, by the way,” he said, his voice calming and assured. “Charlotte.” “Oh, Charlotte! As in Queen Charlotte from Bridgerton?” He chuckled, and despite herself, Charlotte smiled a bit.