Romans & histoires Shifting Tides Charm

Evelyn’s POV The lights weren’t harsh, but my palms still sweated under their glow. They illuminated the soft golden drapes that hung from the high ceilings, catching in the folds like sunlight clinging to late autumn leaves. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine candles and aged wine. Around me, laughter drifted in delicate waves, punctuated by the clink of crystal glasses and the smooth hum of a live string quartet tucked into the corner. A charity event—intimate, sophisticated, curated to feel effortless. The kind of evening Morgan Blackstone might’ve once orchestrated not out of compassion, but for power. For influence. For optics.

My stride is longer and I catch her a few feet from the back steps, taking her down to the sand. "I guess you win," she says with a grin. "I always win." "It's that king stuff that fills your head and makes you impossible to be around." "Shift, Marinah." She closes her eyes and her body mutates. I lift a human Marinah into my arms and carry her inside. "What about you?" she asks when we enter the bedroom. I shift with her in my arms. "Whoa," she says and places her hands around my neck as my size decreases, throwing her off balance.

she told Gena. "Okay." Gena was occupied with her own adventure over the smiling Harry who was now talking. Claire smiled knowingly. She could tell the Asian was smitten. "And you should put your Asian charms into use if you want to capture the black chocolate," she whispered to Gena, teasing her. "Well, that is if he's available . . . unlike some manwhore I know." Now she glared gravely at Ryan, who was smiling at something Doris had just said.

3 Charm: 8.9 Special Abilities Half Immortal (High) Skills Silver Tongue (High) Entertainer (High) Etiquette (High) Bone Restoration (High) Positive Mentality (High) Worm Gourmet (High) Special Traits Historian Friendly Nature Cursed of Immortality Depression

She mumbled. " But he's your boyfriend! You two should be all over each other, making out, grinding against each other, acting all flirty and sappy and all that couple stuff, ya know?" " Our honeymoon phase is over and-" Without warning, Tina shoved Charli towards me , causing her to stumble , not before colliding with my hard body. My arms instinctively wrap around her waist to steady her from falling on this ground. Not sure if it's clean . Charli's hands grabbed onto my biceps, those smoky eyes looking up at me, shocked by this unwelcomed and unsolicited body contact with her arch nemesis; me. Our faces were inches apart, the closest that we'd ever been. Up close, her eyes looked ten time

“A what?” Keilor shook his head slowly. “She could be nothing else. I’m certain of it.” Jayems swore and got to his feet, pacing with barely controlled frustration. Charmers possessed a special pheromone, a mutation on the human norm. It had little effect on human men but caused the Haunt males, with their more sensitive noses, to become their mindless slaves.

The people there are elite. "Of all the people to tick off, you pick HIM? I spent two hours fixing this so they wouldn't pull the contract." Before, I'd probably say sorry—even when it wasn't my fault. Now? I just laughed. Cold and quiet. Leandro Corp had a deal with her company? Oh right... that contract. The one expiring tomorrow. I called my assistant. "Pull all investment from Donna's company. I'll handle the final meeting myself. And starting now, scale down everything in Fremora. Shift operations back to Carmoria."

Rent was due, I needed to eat, and I still needed to work to cover my debts. I was about to turn away when he suddenly leaned closer. The corner of his lips curved into a wicked smile, his voice low and teasing. "But if you want to hear it, I can call you Master." His breath brushed against my cheek, warm and close. Heat rushed to my ears. The forum page was still open on my phone. [ColdBriefs: One star review. Don't buy a merman as a partner. He's colder than a rock and always looks miserable. He's also a picky eater. Anyone know a better beastie to get?]

He spreads the mortar, and Melody begins adding navy blue tiles. The apricot sun, sinks low in the sky, casting a warm glow upon Melody and Gage. Teal clear waves kiss the white sandy shore, roaring and splashing. The sea breeze, sweeps towards Melody carrying Gage’s woody oceanic scent, wrapping her in his pheromones, she relaxes breathing him in. He’s calm and steady, his aura indulging. His hand covers hers, placing a smooth blue tile in her palm, she holds his gaze, their faces close, he leans towards her, his breath, heavy and ragged. At the top of the stairs, “Mom do you need help?” Leo’s voice carries down in the wind. “I thought you were tired?” Melody looks up at Leo, her cheeks flu