Charles Leclerc Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ariella's quiet sobs the whole way home had only grown worse and spurred Charles into a heated fury. "I'm good," he stalked towards Lexi, his steps slow and deliberate, then slid his hands down her arms and around her waist. Tugging her closer, he buried his nose in her neck and inhaled deeply. Then Charles placed little kisses up her neck and jaw, each growing stronger until he claimed her mouth with such a heated kiss, grown from years of trust and passion between the two mates. Lexi's fingers forgot the dress, letting it slip into the tub while they tangled themselves in Charles' hair.

Then she felt a chill down her spin,she immediately remembered how cold his eyes were Lena wore the underwear and the outfit Charles had picked out for her. Lena walked out of the room and bumped into Charles who had a black boot in his hand. Charles looked Lena up and he gave her an approving smirk. Lena took the boot from him and immediately wore it Lena got a quick glimpse of Mason,she immediately ran towards him she threw herself into Masons arms. Charles sighed in disgust. ‘How does Jeremy tolerate this ghost boy around his mate?!!’Chales thought his face showed his anger. “Let’s go!” Charles instructed. ~~~

His stride was slow, loose—like he owned the place. Sharp features. Half-lidded eyes drifting across the room—then locking on Cleo. Interest flickered. Open. Unapologetic. Rory Renaud. He stopped by Charles and nudged him with his shoe. "Take your whining somewhere else. If I see you near her again—" He pointed at Cleo, smirk creeping in. "Next time, it won't just be your junk." Charles froze the second he saw him—like prey spotting a predator. Then he scrambled back, silent, his friends dragging him off.

I told my gamma. I have confidence in his ability to do his job. However, what concerns me is my understanding of his character. Compared to Lance, Charles is a Lycan who desires to meet his mate but also has a strong inclination for physical intimacy. I am uncertain about his reaction when his partner arrives while he is in the company of another female Lycan. Is everyone prepared? I asked Lance for his input.

Kate's POV Never should Charles know about his children, if he did, he would surely claim them and take them away, and that means breach of contract with lycan kael, my children are in the agreement, he wants them around him. I stormed towards Charles, my heart racing with anger. "Stay away from my children!" I growled, my voice low and menacing as I dragged Jessica and Clara closer. I could see the surprise in his face, but I didn't care. He gazed at me, his eyes straight at mine, just like the monstrous eyes of the other night

Charles was still seething as he walked over to rejoin his family. He could not believe a word that Eric said to him. How was it possible that loser like Derek could afford the centrepiece car in the ballroom? "Charles, what's wrong? You look like you're about to kill someone." said Chloe. "Woooo.....I see what you did there, sister." said Juri. "Haha. Very funny. If it's not illegal and if I could make a scene right now, I would have killed that trash loser Derek on the f*****g spot!!" said Charles, gritting his teeth, trying to hold back his anger.

“Wow. Your excuse for leaving me must be something else.” “Charles, that’s not it. I . . . just don’t think it’s a good idea for us to . . . to . . .” “To what?” The driver opened her door. She didn’t hesitate to get out. “Make sure she doesn’t go into a full sprint down the street, Xavier,” Charles said loudly. “It was hell catching her the first time.” Xavier was six feet tall. He had very pale skin, almost albino. He was in his forties. He was wearing a black chauffer’s hat and suit like her father wore.

"Charlie got me the interview. I blew it. They wanted him, not me." The pieces clicked. The adversary. The resentment. The way Luca kissed Charlie like he was drowning.** Daniel’s phone buzzed again. Unknown Number:Poor Luca. Always second best. Luca snatched the phone, his hands shaking. "This ends now." I hope you have been enjoying my story so far; continue reading to find out more scenes unfold.

Charles’s body slumps to the floor as Levi releases him from his hold, my Beta and Gamma now blocking his only exit. Picking himself up and dusting off his suit, he rises from his slump on the floor and moves to sit behind his desk. Charles stops in his tracks just before he can swing around the desk. “Ah ah…that seat isn’t for you.” Levi moves his finger in a tsking motion. Charles’s body begins to move on its own, sitting in one of the seats across from the desk. Levi extends out his hand towards the seat behind the desk, encouraging me to take the seat. I shake my head in amusement at his antics.

she repeated firmly, her voice colder this time, “what are you doing here?” Charles ignored her question, strolling further into the room as though he owned it. He glanced around briefly before turning his sharp gaze back to her. “What do you think I’m doing here? I came to rile you up, of course.” Claire let out a frustrated sigh. “Well, congratulations. You’ve succeeded. Now get out.” “Oh, I’m just getting started,” Charles said, his grin growing wider. “But tell me Claire, how does it feel? Watching him parade around with her while you sit here pretending it doesn’t bother you?”