Charisma Myth Novels & Stories

They would not be able to withstand the intimidating pressure of a *Sapphire's Charisma and Divine Enchantment. Unfortunately, that didn't deter them but made them even more curious to take Halvir and Aefar down. Not to mention that, because of their jealousy, they were irritated, because almost every woman who saw Halvir and Aefar would stare almost unblinkingly. Moreover, Aefar, his Fan Club, has started to appear because of his killer smile and also the way he talks. Aefar doesn't like to flirt and isn't a talkative person either. However, when he spoke, he was always sweet and gentle, even though it was clear that he was ignoring the other person, no matter who he was talking to. Very di

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

"Charlotte, Go find mommy-slut and Barbie and Amber and tell them I said to go out to the willow tree and find me four of the best switches on the tree. Mom will know the right ones she used to do it for dad all the time to beat me with." Charlotte left without a word to do as I told her. That's why I loved my little sister. I didn't have to push or use my power on her, she wanted to obey me. Then I looked at Janice. "It's not hypnosis stupid cunt. It's power. I'm what the ancient Greeks would call a demigod. I work for the god's, in particular, the Fates. They gave me power to change bodies, minds and move objects. Cause or heal illness." I looked at her and smiled in a not pleasant way. Yo

After that, he pulled out a charm to catch some of Ogden’s blood. “That is… the Execution Charm!?” Ogden’s face turned pale with fear. “It seems like you know what it is. You must listen to my orders and work for me from now onward, understand?” A bitter expression appeared on Ogden’s face as he said, “Yes, my master!” The Execution Charm was a charm that could kill someone from a distance. However, it needed the target's blood for it to take effect. This was one of the charms that Kayson had obtained from Poison Pop. However, since it was a low-level charm, it was good enough to kill a grandmaster, but it was useless against a pre-celestial immortal who had reached the mind expansion stage.

Damn his killer smile and his dimples. "You know" I faced him, propping my left arm under my head "my prince charming is gonna have dimples just like you" I poked his cheek. He groaned "here we go again" I was pretty serious about the prince charming thing, I know that we dont live in a fairytale world but I believe there is a special person waiting for us. My special person must be super cute, tall, must have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and yes, pink lips. Yummy.

I murmured, a soft smile spreading across my face. Every time I closed my eyes, the memory of what had just happened replayed automatically, like a film loop. I couldn't lie to myself. Beneath all the hatred, the resentment, and the burning desire to bring him down, a confession whispered from the quietest corner of my mind. "This is crazy. Absolute madness. What was I doing in his room? I actually let myself get charmed, completely carried away. Damn it."

Logan says with a nod. "My biggest advantage was never my beauty, Logan," Charis whispers, her eyes flashing with sharp intellect. "My true power belongs to my brain."

Long story cut short, I'm lusting after my boss. Marcus. Just thinking about him was enough to make my pussy clench and thong moisten. Marcus was a forty-one year old married man. But trust me when I say he doesn't look a day over thirty, he was tall and perfectly built. Chiseled jaw and green eyes that you would surely get lost in. And let's not talk about his mouth, his perfectly red full lips. I have fantasized about how beautiful they will look wrapped around my nipple. Just thinking about it now was enough to make me shift in my seat.

"Truly? There are whispers about her at the forge. Tell me, what kind of wolf is she really?" Madison didn't need a second invitation. She began a long, vitriolic tirade, painting Brooke as a manipulative, vengeful creature and exaggerating every perceived flaw. Charis listened intently, concluding that Madison’s hatred for Brooke was a bottomless well. She also saw that Madison was vain and easily led. A perfect tool. "I had no idea Brooke was such a dark soul. I actually found her quite charming before. I am deeply disappointed to learn of her true nature." Charis shook her head, a mask of false sorrow in place.

He was young then and a jerk too. Sarah rose to her feet. “You're at the beach. Why not have some fun, relax and forget about him. You've got a lot of things going on in your life already. This would only make things more complicated.” She chuckled. “You'd probably end up using him as a rebound.” Rebound. That word felt like a slap because Sarah wasn't exactly wrong. The whole point of her coming down here was to find a distraction and Anthony looked like the perfect fit for her type of distraction.