Unscramble Charity Novels & Stories

“So Charity is a serpent from hell. I always knew there was something off about her and her family.” “Charity is Moorningstars’ great-great-great granddaughter. Her father is a wolf shifter, whereas her mother is a dragon shifter. Charity can choose to shift into either species. But she rarely ever shifted when her and her family lived amongst the Silver Crescent Moon Pack. I don’t think anyone ever noticed or cared that her mother never shifted. She couldn’t because doing so would have blown their cover. For their plan to work, it was imperative that she never show her true identity.”

She has enough money for that. “T-that is great! May I know what charity group it is so I could at least thank them.” Kiara said though she was suspicious at what was happening, how could they be helped by charity in all of a sudden without interviewing them or assessing their financial capabilities, it sounded suspicious to her as she was having a clue who may have done it. And how could it be a coincidence that Phoenix just got back from his business trip and then this fortunate event happen to them… “Unfortunately, the charity wanted to remain confidential as they are not looking for the spotlight and chose to just help in secret instead.” The doctor replied.

“I am so embarrassed I never had a chance to ask what the charity was.” “Don’t be embarrassed, I never offered because I thought then you’d figure you out I was trying to get you to hang out with my siblings and me.” He grinned arrogantly. “It’s a charity to help families get enough money for adoption. There are so many kids out there that need a family Kate and Mel want to help them get those families. She started after well I think you know.”

They have been praised for years and past that generosity to Charity. However, that ended as she couldn't live up to the family name. People lost hope and demoted her to nothing. She could never provide for their needs. Charity didn't have a job either— she begged for food almost every day. At times it worked then it didn’t. Which is why she has a reason to hate the neighborhood because of their betrayal. Charity wants to be helpful but fails in the process. Sounds familiar—- me.

Robbin’s matter now, so I won’t cause you more trouble. Charity felt terrible. What did he mean by not having that? Could he mean that he was going to go crazy once Larissa was fine? Chester: [Carry on with your work. I’m not going to disturb you anymore. Otherwise, you’ll get angry when you see me. Charity, I really don’t have any evil intentions. I just want to be closer to you so that I can always see you. If you disagree with this and look down on me for being filthy, I have no choice but to destroy whoever has betrayed you.]

Silly boy had also not gotten to the event so I agreed to pick him up. “What do you think the charity is about?” Liam asked when he was all buckled up. “I honestly don’t know” I admitted and I should have known. “Would you look it up for me?” “Sure” he whipped out his phone and started reading out words from it, seconds later. “Funds for education and youth empowerment. Raising funds to sponsor scholarships and unprivileged students. Also aiming to build digital learning centres in rural schools” I listened with utmost pride, “Mum is doing great. I love that”

I smiled against his skin and held him tighter, falling asleep wrapped up in each other, safe and whole. Time went on, and I needed to do something meaningful with my freedom. I had an idea and I shared it with Damien over breakfast. “I want to start a charity,” I told him. “For people like me. Women and men rescued from places like that auction, they need help afterward, they need therapy, safe houses, legal aid. They need someone who understands.” He listened and nodded. “What do you need from me?” he asked. “Your support,” I said. “Your advice. Maybe some connections.”

I said bitterly. "Leaving doesn't mean you're abandoning the pack, my dear," Charity reassured me. "It means you're giving yourself the opportunity to heal and gather strength. You're not a machine, you are a person. you need to recharge your energy. you need to revisit your purpose and understand why you want to fight for this back to begin with. leaving does not make you a runner my dear. Because you're not running from responsibility you are running towards purpose.The pack will understand, and they will be here for you when you're ready to return."

Carmen cut in. Was she doing this on purpose? Why wouldn’t she let me say anything, especially if it was something she didn’t want to hear? “Is that charity?” I asked her, letting it slide again. “No, but it is a start,” Carmen said. “For the charity, I am suggesting that you begin with Tyler’s family; donations, gifts, visitations, but before then, we should start from one of those establishments in the suburbs so that it can warm your way back to people’s heart,” she explained smartly.

Charlotte stood before the full-length one, her heart racing with a joy she could scarcely contain. Tonight was the night—the charity gala she had poured her soul into organizing, a beacon of hope for the children whose fragile hearts she fought to mend every day at the hospital. All those tiny warriors denied a future by the crushing weight of medical bills—they flickered through her mind like candle flames. Finally, her dream would take flight, wings funded by auctions, galas, and the generosity of those who believed in second chances.