Charlie Chop Off Novels & Stories

Together, Kierian and I ripped Charlie's limbs apart until his head was complexly removed from his body. When that didn’t seem to be enough, we detached his arms and legs until he was scattered on the ground in six pieces. His body still twitched, so we didn’t stop there. Finding a container of lighter fluid and a zippo in one of the lockers that had fallen, we gathered the pieces and set Charlie’s remains on fire. One of the witches on our side entered the hall just as the sprinkler system started trying to extinguish the fire. She contained it, forming a barrier around Charlie while enhancing the flame. Students and teachers began to enter the hall, clapping and shouting that they were saf

Commander Sam said giving Charlie a sword by the handle. "Make it quick boy. We aren't in good terms with time." Ryan said getting more and more impatient. "Well, since it's the only way." Charlie took the sword and in a quick slice, he beheaded Ryan before our eyes. "What now?" he asked putting down the sword irritably turning his face away from the sight of seeing Ryan's head out of his body.

Later, when Charlie came out for dinner, Chen was ladling soup and muttered to himself, “Her eyes were red when she left. She’ll probably cry when she gets home.” Charlie: “…” He set down his chopsticks. “Are you hinting at something?” “Wouldn’t dare,” said Chen as he set the soup beside him. “I just don’t get it—young master, you took a knife for her. How could you still bear to make her cry and run away?” Charlie was speechless. He picked up his chopsticks again, grabbed some food, then put it back down. After a few failed attempts, he finally asked, “She really cried?”

Everyone's gaze shifted towards the source of the scream, their skin crawling in horror. Charlie's hand was clenched between Felix's legs, with red and yellow fluids trickling through his fingers. He had personally castrated his own nephew. Felix's face turned pale, his voice trembling, "Unc... Uncle, you..." "I’m saving your life!" Charlie's face was marked by humiliation as he looked at Kiran, "Can he be released now?" "Yes!" Kiran let go, allowing Felix's body to drop freely. Charlie hurriedly caught him, cradling him in his arms. Felix had already passed out from the intense pain.

Everyone said Alice Foster was heads over heels in love with me. Even when my father and I were kicked out of the house, she still insisted on keeping her marriage vows. She even rehearsed them ninety-nine times because she envisioned a perfect wedding for us. Little did they know, all the best-men at the wedding were picked among a list of the ninety-nine lovers she kept around her. “Oliver, you're already my husband. It’s not too much to ask to let them attend the wedding, is it?” I numbly accepted the box of cash she handed me before rushing to the hospital. The wedding was supposed to be for me. That was, until I saw her walking onto the stage with the child my mother birthed out of

"Say something, Madelyn! You had plenty to say when you pushed Raine, but now you're suddenly mute?! Losing a little flesh and blood, and you're acting like you're dying? Are you teaming up with the doctors to fool me?" I couldn't even scream. The pain was too much. Dr. Reed snapped. Crack! His fist slammed into Charlie's face. "That's enough! Who the hell are you to this patient? She just had a miscarriage and fell down a flight of stairs—she's hemorrhaging! Are you trying to kill her?" Charlie froze. "What?! You're saying she just had a miscarriage?"

Max backflips into a standing position and charges at Charlie. “I’M ENDING THIS RIGHT NOW!” As Max extends his right hand out, forming a fist, Charlie stands his ground. Max stops in front of Charlie and begins to wildly swing his fists. Charlie manages to continuously dodge the shots. “Scared of taking a punch?” “Your guard’s down.” Charlie grabs on to Max’s left arm and shoulder. He then uses all of his strength to heave Max into the air. ‘There, I got him.’ While mid-air, Max’s right arm descended, turning his elbow into a point.

I let out a low growl and she snuggles into my chest, "it's a cartoon silly, you're the real deal and much more handsome and Ceasar is gorgeous." Ceasar purrs in my head, "I'm gorgeous, you're just handsome, I trump you," he snickers. I roll my eye inwardly at him, "get over yourself." The movie ended and Charlie sighs, "I need to make a call to Midnight tell them what happened." She moves off my lap and stands, I take her hand, turning the TV off when we walk out and head to our room. Charlie sits on the couch with her cell phone and dials her mom, "hi Momma, I just needed to tell you that he tried again, he held a knife to her throat and he's dead."

She was sure this was not considered fighting, but this was what she had and she was using it. It wasn’t long before Charlie showed up and grinned proudly at her as he tore the wolf from where it was still partway on top of her. He held it in a bear hug with one arm so its back against his chest and another arm around its throat, holding on hard enough to make the wolf gasp for breath, but not killing it.

I knew I should have did it myself. "I'm doing my best to find him so relax we'll take him back"- Relax? "Bring him back! If yiu don't want me to kill you instead."- Where did he go this time? He better be not be hurt or something because I will literally gonna chop off their hands who hurt him. *** Charlie's POV