Charle Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

the creamy ice flavor that melted on my tongue was heavenly, "Mmm" for a moment I forgot I was seated with Rayan who stared at me with a smile on his face. "You remind me of someone," he said "Who?" "Someone very special" he whispered as he stared at the table "She was very special" he mumbled I looked at him wondering who he was talking about, I was about to talk when he instantly spoke "What’s your biggest fear?" Why does he like to say odd things? I tapped my chin for a moment before I responded "Losing Khalil"

“And who the hell are you gathered to be?” “I’m a agent of the Wolf Witch Academy,” Charles answers. “We both are.” “Bullshit,” Diminish snaps. “Wolf Witches aren’t real.”

Vanessa agreed and looked at Charlie, "Charlie tell us, how you want to represent yourself in front of maria?" "Umm, I want her to have fun with me like just to be herself like if we are eating I don't want her to take a small bite, she can eat the whole burger, or pizza or anything, I want her to talk about anything not just comic cause I own a comic store, I won't mind talking makeup with her, or fashion or anime, I don't want her to think I will judge her based on what she likes or don't cause I won't" Charlie explained.

the witch nods, "but this war is a show of wills. I want to show you all I can, make you all fall. Wolves, dragons, vampires, faes." "Faes are a peaceful kind. They never hold arms." "That's where you are wrong," the witch challenges, "The faes hold unknown magic. That alone should be alarming." "Why?" "I'm searching for a power that is far greater." "The ancient power of the wolves is not yours." "It's not yours either." She rises. The witch whispers and slowly makes her way to me. My body shifts from her dark energy. I'm on my knees before she grabs the sides of my temples. My eyes roll back before a gush of wind swirls in my vision. I gasp for air before I'm sucked in.

Laura Angel POV Luther and his mother, Selene, help me dress. I am a mess. I can barely stand, and the faires are on their way here to see their queen. Me, the queen, the concept does not seem like something I should be dealing with right now. I should be trying to fit in with Luther and his pack, not trying to figure out what to do with a fairy tribe. "I feel sick, Luther," I say. I lean over on him.

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

Cillian? And the realization made her stomach churn. "Lee, baby" she started, trying to keep her voice even. "This...this is beautiful, but I don't think it's ideal to be drawing strangers." "But mean Uncle isn't a stranger." Charlie insisted. "He's going to be mommy's friend soon because he helped me. Look, I even got his number." Digging into the pocket of his ever trusted bag, Charlie pulled out a crumpled paper, holding it up for Bellatrix.

Gritting my teeth at his back, "You wizard! I'll uncover your true identity someday." His chuckle tickles my insides as I blush defiantly to hear him say smugly, "Then you must be a witch yourself." "Charles Tuyen!" I grumble to myself all through getting Bloom and Chestnut ready for school. Tasha and Juvia have to go to Chester to help with all the paperwork to enable them to live with fewer constraints. Juvia is interested in school but Tasha wants to work. Charles thinks she might be hired at the coffee shop or someplace else that they own.

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

We all just stare at her. “You ok, there, Charlie?” Arya’s eyebrows are raised almost to her hairline as she looks worriedly at our friend. Charlie has tears in her eyes as she tries to get herself together enough to answer. “Sorry. Sorry. I’m just super stressed. That just - that just struck me as really fucking funny. I just imagined Casen, with his power over wind and air flying all four of them in the air without a plane. Sorry. Ignore me.” She waves her hands in front of her face as if to dismiss what just happened.