Soa Charming Mga Nobela at Kwento

I say shyly, blushing red, we haven't talked until last night, and I was fighting until now. "Alexie" he says pulling me into his arms, hugging me, kissing my lips. "You won" I say happy for him, he worked, they all did worked so hard for this. "We did, it's all because of you" he says making blush red. "M..Me?" I stutter? "You, you are my Lucky Charms Alexie" he says landing a tender kiss on my lips. THE END. Hope you enjoyed this story. Love Cinderella.

A walk on the beach didn't sound so bad anyways. “Sure but I've gotta freshen up first. I smell like exhaust fumes.” “Fifteen minutes and we're out of here okay?” Sarah says as she wheels my suitcase in. Twenty minutes later and I'm finally done, now changed into a pair of butt jean shorts and a simple blouse. The moment I walk into the living room, a car turns into our driveway and parks. “Looks like we've got a visitor,” Sarah points out and heads outside. Abby stared at the car that was parked outside. It was the Ranger Rover from the red light. She followed after her sister, curious.

The fabric clung to her body, outlining every delicate curve, and his heartbeat surged. Fuck, she didn’t even seem aware of how breathtaking she looked. Eyes closed, lips parted.........she was both angel and sin. And he found himself unable to look away. Like a devotee to his goddess, he watched her unblinkingly as she lured him deeper into the spell of her charm.

“It’s just a ride. Don’t be so hopeful.” True, I won’t let my guard down knowing that Lucien very well knew that I am easy to please. He’s just pulling the strings and I won’t let myself be some puppet with her threads left bare for anyone to pull. We managed to get out of that ridiculously chaotic crowd and Lucien sped away. But that sharp and thick scent of vanilla and lavender keeps clawing its way into my mind. Of course, Charm was here. Why wouldn’t she? And this scent...it wasn’t just an ordinary scent.

“Forever.” --- Later that afternoon, they wandered through the charming streets of Oia, hand in hand. Cobblestone paths wound between whitewashed buildings adorned with vibrant bougainvillea. The scent of freshly baked pastries filled the air as they passed small cafés and artisan shops. Sofia paused to admire a local artist’s display of hand-painted pottery. One particular piece caught her eye—a large vase painted with swirling ocean patterns. “It’s beautiful,” she murmured, running her fingers along the smooth surface.

Edward sighed and responded, "I can try, but no promises. I haven't dealt with a variation of the charm ability like hers before. Call her brothers here." Charlie called both Dash and Wilson over and together with Edward, explained the situation to the duo. Wilson nodded with understanding. It finally made sense to him; his inability to control himself when he first saw Sofia, the reason why he kept feeling like his attraction towards her was only partially genuine and just the general inability to avoid thinking dirty when he saw her. It took so much effort to restrain himself when she was nearby. It really was tiring. Dash, on the other hand, looked around and his frown deepened.

“Here I thought I was your charming wife, having a fun day out.” “Charming is up for debate,” he shot back, his voice dry as Charon tired to meet up with the speed of their car. “And hey! you know very well this is hardly a ‘girls’ day out’ in the normal way. More like a supervised school trip for a very naughty student.” Svetlana giggled. “Oh, you two are simply charming with your playful talk!” Claudine just sighed. Charming? He was a powerful boss, and she was his prisoner. Some romance.

Charlene pouted as I was about to shut the door. "Oh? Who’s the charmer in that one?" I asked curiously. "Declan of House Storm. He is perfect, cocky and mocking, yet charming." Charlene sighed dreamily. "Ah, His Caged Princess." I smiled before shutting the door and walking down the hall, unable to stop the shiver that ran through me. Goddess! It was freezing out here.

Sporadic video chats and poorly scheduled phone sex just didn’t work for him anymore. Charm didn't make a habit of it, either. Mostly because she was too busy dealing with her clingy, arrogant and demanding clients. The corporate financing world also didn't run out of first-class assholes, far as he knew. "What's up with Charm?" Darren squinted at him with a knowing grin. It tilted his lips to the side, etching small dimples on his tan cheeks. "Snubbing me again for some shit I don't even remember."