Shifting Tides Charm Novels & Stories

Everyone in South City knew that Stella Wallace and Julian Quinn were famous for never getting along. As Julian’s fiancee in name only, Stella had laid out three rules. He was not allowed to go street racing. He was not allowed to stay out all night. Above all, he was not allowed to go see his crush, Yara Xenford. Julian deliberately went against her. He would either race along every inch of South City’s mountain roads or spend the entire night drinking at a private club until he could barely stand. On Stella’s birthday, he even purposely kissed Yara under a sky full of fireworks. He made a complete fool of Stella in front of everyone. Everyone was waiting for the drama to begin. They

Because whatever future lay ahead, something between us had already begun to shift. A sudden draft swept through the room, snuffing out half the candles in an instant. Shadows leapt across the walls, stretching long and twisted, as if something unseen had stirred awake. Carter and I both froze. The temperature dropped, and the fire in the hearth crackled—then flared, shifting from orange to a deep, unnatural blue. My hand fell instinctively to the charm at my neck, its metal warm—no, hot—against my skin. Carter’s gaze flicked to it, then to the fire, a look of realization flashing through his dim eyes. “It’s starting, isn’t it?” he whispered, voice low, almost reverent.

She was dressed all in black, and she looked like she could be a model. This woman was wearing a mask, so her entire face was completely invisible and Amelia didn't recognize the woman either. "You have the perfume?" the woman asked. Amelia nodded and handed it over. The woman took it and held it up to the light, examining it carefully. "This is a very special perfume," she said. "It's called 'Stimulating.' It has a very powerful effect on people. It makes them feel more confident, more attractive, and more willing to take risks."

Dion responded, “I also thought that he wouldn’t that’s why I was surprised that I got an invitation for his 21st birthday even though Nathan knows how his father hates me so much for taking his spot in the global rankings.” Victor all of a sudden laughed when he reminisced a certain memory, “I remember him throwing a tantrum behind the stage after that, he was as red as a tomato.” Dion tittered from what happened in the event two months ago, Charles Rhyss was his mother’s rival in business but after she retired he became his new opponent. Charles was a famous top leading businessman for twenty-eight consecutive years until he took the spot as the new Number one and Charles was demoted to th

“But I’ll get you that shot. A promise is a promise.” Her lips curled Into a teasing smile as she brushed a strand of hair out of her face. “Good. I’ll hold you to that.” We walked toward the beach bar in silence, the warm sand shifting under our feet. I was acutely aware of how close she was, her arm brushing mine every so often. The air between us felt charged, though I couldn’t tell if she felt it too or if it was just me losing my damn mind. When we reached the bar, the bartender greeted us with a bright smile. “What can I get you two lovebirds?” What an odd thing to say.

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

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?]