Soa Charming Novels & Stories

He walked off leaving Janet with a smile as she turned to find her brothers. Damien was chatting with a young woman from Julissa’s news station, smiling as he took several sips of his champagne. After a year of learning etiquette, speech, and the Sanders Charm, Damien found himself still feeling out of place. He couldn’t look the woman in her eye. Something about her made him intrigued and severely shy. It was her eyes he assumed. They were showing him way more than he was ready for as she laughed at him. “You know Damien, you may actually have a client now. Shouldn’t you be selling me on how great your sex is?” She asked, before taking a sip of her drink.

Kai's POV The dull grey school building came into view as I drove closer. Today was going to be the longest day ever, I just had a feeling in my gut that what I was thinking was true. But at least I had one silver lining that went around my dark cloud. I would be able to see Bella. My best friend and all time crush from like grade 9. Back then ,she was just the shy little girl I met at the beach, where she was killing it in surfing. I mean here in Arizona we got the best waves. I climbed out of my Cadillac and walked up the stairs that led into the building. I was ready to face this day, and the best part was that we had chemistry first, and by we, I mean Bella and I. I walked towards my loc

Damien crumpled to the floor, blood trickling from his lip. He didn't fight back. He just stayed on his knees, looking up at me. "Elara, tell them!" His voice was pleading. "Tell them you love me! Tell them you don't want to marry him!" I stared down at the man on the floor. The king of Chicago's underworld. Now, just a dog on his knees. "Who are you to me?" I asked. My voice was so calm it surprised even me. Damien stared, confused. "Are you my husband?" I held up my left hand. The Moretti diamond glittered in the light. "Did you ever promise me anything? Did you ever protect me?"

She opened and read the email in detail. It said, "Dear Miss Burry, it's a pleasure to meet you through words. This is Sumer Headquarters. The perfume you developed, Elegant Charm, has won the most popular award in our company over the past five years. The award ceremony will be held on the 8th of next month in Frence. We look forward to your attendance." Jessamine stared at this email and fell into deep thought, especially after seeing the Anglish name "Burry". She had first heard this name from a foreigner who was a good friend of Noah. She could guess that Burry was the woman who looked exactly like her.

I tried my best to make her understand that she was a valuable friend of mine. We got to the club and met the investor, Trovan, who helped us in and got us registered under his name. The club was crazier than the ones in Denmark, so we had to be wise about it. We sat at the lounge's first chair while he went deeper a bit to seal his deal with Matteo. Bojana had given him an indicator toy for the perfect signal for our entry, and after waiting for fifteen minutes, the toy lightened up. I stretched my arms and smirked at Bojana. “Let's put a stop to all these,” I mumbled as I led the way inside.

It was weird seeing him outside the office and out of his suit and tie but it was a sight that looked good on him either way. "And this," he opened a door revealing a small golden retriever, "is Charlie." The dog ran into his embrace and he got down on one knee. "He's very hyper active and likes to play a lot. He doesn't bite, trust me." She was already extending her hand to the animal and surprisingly, he welcomed her touch. She smiled brightly when he came to her, sticking out his tongue and staring at her. "He likes you," Alex said, watching them with his arms folded. She was obviously having so much fun and he thought this was a good time to get to know her a little better.

Soft, warm eyes that hypnotized rather than pierced. Felicity gave herself a little shake and quickly trotted past the store and down the side street. A sleek black-and-white sign read, "Sabine's." Across the street, tourists were already lining up to wait for Garrett's, the famous popcorn store, to open up. By mid-afternoon, Sabine's would receive a fair amount of customers toting popcorn tins as they perused the art and furniture at the gallery. Excellent business, as Sabine often said.

Ethan was her ex-boyfriend, and Amelia has managed to control all of Ethan's assets and Amelia can live comfortably now. "I don't know what you're talking about," she said. "Look in the top drawer," the woman said. "You'll find a small bottle of perfume. It's very distinctive. Bring it to me, and we can discuss my proposition further." Amelia hesitated for a moment, but then she got up and walked over to Ethan's old desk. She opened the top drawer and saw the small bottle of perfume the woman had described. It was a deep red color, and it looked expensive. She picked it up and held it to her nose, inhaling deeply. It was a strange scent, unlike anything she had ever smelled before. It was bo

“You know the paparazzi love creating stories out of nothing. You saw it yourself. It’s Kieran Abner hugging Carol, not the other way around.” “That’s right,” Boaz chimed in. “It’s definitely not as the paparazzi said. Their love hasn’t rekindled or whatever. Don’t believe it.” Titus did not say a word. His expression did not change even after watching the video. He just asked coolly, “Is Charmed open tonight?” What? Charmed? “You’re going to Charmed?” Both Sirius and Boaz realized that a storm was coming. “You haven’t been to Succubus in a while. It’s better not to go. The government has been cracking down on such establishments lately, and things are really tense—”

“Well, that makes more sense.” Before anyone could continue that awkward trail of conversation, Mika piped up with a bright voice, “Why are you so pretty?” “Mika,” Ellora scolded gently, “eat, don’t talk with your mouth full.” “But she’s really pretty,” Mika muttered, grinning with her little cheeks puffed out. I smiled at her. “Thank you, sweetheart.” Matthew cleared his throat, shifting the mood again. “So, Evelyn. This little town you found yourself in, it’s called Charming.”