Charlie X Nick Novels & Stories

Chapter 14 An Idol "Don't say you needed a fuck this morning, Nick." Charlotte who was standing behind Nick kissed the lips of Nick who was sitting leaning his head on the back of the sofa. Charlotte, she was Nick's best friend since childhood. Just like Beck and Vanilla. However, their relationship was more casual, Nick sought out Charlotte when he needed an outlet for his urges. Likewise Charlotte, she doesn't mind how Nick treats her. They were both free, Nick was free to date other girls and Charlotte was free to date other guys.

Charlie ordered a drink and I got soda on ice for myself. “Girl, I swear this is the life. These guys know how to party,” Charlie said as she sipped her drink. She looked at where Annabel and Martin stood by the barbecue stand kissing up a storm. “I would never have guessed that Annabel, goody-two-shoes Annabel, military woman Annabel, would be as lively and wild as this. Wow, she’s a vixen. I would never have guessed from her sternness during normal school hours.” Suddenly she tapped my hand with excitement and literally pointed at Annabel and Martin. “Oh my God, Jess look, look! Her hand is in his pants,” she cried. Charlie doesn’t know how to be subtle so when she pointed at the Head-coup

Whatever his reasoning was, Xavia was quick to nod as she said, “Got it. I’ll return once I’m done with work.” After slipping a cap and mask on, she then ran off… The truth was, she wasn’t looking for Dolly and Bianca… Instead, she was hoping to settle things with Sophia! She needed to get rid of Charlie, stat! Before long, however, Charlie ran up to her side with a smile while saying, “Oh my, looks like we meet again!” Since he was already here, Xavia replied, “…Indeed. Look, you said you were the guy from that night, correct? Why don’t we go somewhere to talk?”

- I ask “He made a deal with the devil, and we are all working in it together” - Nick says and I look at Charlie that is now walking out of the cells. I follow him and we run to my car. Charlie is mind linking some of our warriors. I’m on my way, my love. I’m going to find you.

Charlie spins back and glares at Draven, one thing I have come to learn about Charlie is she hated being given a label regarding her traits “I am not stubborn. I just don’t want to spend time with you and I shouldn't have too. You are not my father” Draven shifts his eyes to me “In that case, another person dies” Something or rather someone rushes by us and I watch Charlies wide eyes follow the blur "Stop, I will come in, just please don't kill anyone else" His lips curled up at the corner and he suddenly understood one of her weaknesses

Charlie replied to my unsaid question looking at me warily. "What a very amazing pack this is," I said sarcastically. "Well, she's all yours. This is where you belong," he threw a smirk in my direction and I rolled my eyes at him "show her around and make her feel at home." Jack beamed shaking her ass once again. "Make sure you stop by again." Charlie said biting her index finger and I started at her in disgust. "Follow me." She instructed leading the way and swaying her hips from side to side shaking her ass, her butt was jiggling so much I was concerned if it would fall off, I wonder how many men have fucked and touched her.

I replied, taking a sip of my drink. “I can tell that you are taken by my looks and charm already that it’s making you forget things.” He stated, giving me a coy smile and I could help but laugh at his response. I should probably have this guy’s confidence. He was so full of himself but not in an annoying manner. “What’s so funny here?” Xavier growled from behind which made Nick laugh harder and I tried to hold back my smile. “Nothing. Nick was just telling me about how charming he is.” I smiled and Xavier immediately pulled me closer towards him. He keeps doing that all evening and I didn’t mind it. It actually felt nice.

Cillian shot back. "Well, then I guess we'll have to become friends, Mean Uncle. My name is Charlie and I'm four and a half years old, and I have a rare disease and I'm sick a lot. You're sick too, aren't you? We're going to get along really well, just you wait, Mean Uncle." He sounded like the most confident brat. Perhaps it was that, or the fact that he also bore the one name Cillian found himself hating as of late, that made Cillian's expression twist, his eyes darken.

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.

“Good morning to you too, Em. I see you’ve made yourself comfortable.” She leaned forward, elbows on my desk, green eyes sharp. “Comfort is secondary to intel. So. What. Happened. With Charlie last night? Details. I want coordinates, troop movements, casualty reports.” I pulled a vendor file I didn’t need and turned, leaning against the cabinet. “Nothing happened. I crashed in his guest room. We had breakfast. The end.” She snorted. “Bullshit. You moved in with the man you’ve been in love with since, literally, the dawn of time, and ‘nothing happened’? I’ve seen your PowerPoints. You don’t do ‘nothing.’ You do five-phase plans with contingency flowcharts.”