Dexter Charming Ever After High Novels & Stories

Dexter watched Charlie instead of the screen. “Practice,” he said. Charlie blinked. “Practice?” “Smile,” Dexter repeated. Heat crawled up Charlie’s neck. He tried lips lifting hesitantly, expression unsure. It felt wrong on his face, stretched and borrowed. Dexter shook his head, looking at Charlie with dissatisfaction. “No. That looks like fear.” “I…” Charlie swallowed. “I am afraid.” “I know,” Dexter said. “That’s why it doesn’t work.” He stepped closer, invading Charlie’s space without touching him. “Think of something you care about,” Dexter instructed. “Something safe.”

Cherish cheered excitedly. Dexter chuckled softly. “Don't be satisfied with just a few strands of hair. If you want to take me down, aim your attack at my neck!” He suddenly lunged. Edgar reacted at once, blocking him from the side. In the blink of an eye, both shifted into their wolf forms. Dexter’s massive silver wolf facing Edgar’s smaller, dark-furred one. Not to be left behind, Cherish transformed too, her sleek black wolf darting around them with youthful agility.

Dexter was in this class with me and came ambling in, his face a grotesque pink color. How did I ever find him attractive? I scowled as he sat next to me and and took my phone out so that I wouldn't be forced to look at his stupid face. I scrolled through my phone and decided, what the heck, if I was really going to start doing whatever I wanted, then what I wanted was a little bit more time with the geeky, tall, tech whizz with a cute gap in his teeth and electric blue eyes. Me: Can you maybe help me after school? I have cheer first, but after that I'm free.

Fin POV I'm now looking outside Vampire High where Clementine will come out in a few hours and go home to her former residence. I immediately wiped away my tears as I remembered my first meeting with Clementine. My tears followed when I found out she was Scarlet. I have lost Clementine. I've lost her for a long time now she will disappear again. Destiny is so deceitful, why does it always want Clementine and me to be apart? "Fin." I turned to my caller, Lit who was super cold of emotion with the three Vampire high students I had ordered.

Then, Cassian pulled out a deck of elegant tarot cards and announced, "However, I'm afraid someone must present it, so fate shall decide who it is. The person who draws the High Tower shall present it… That's just the way to make this fair, don't you agree?" Everyone traded glances, but there was no choice when death was the alternative. "Everyone, pick a card," Cassian said. Both Julian and Elara were nervous, and they drew a Star and a Moon respectively. Soon, only Jax the werewolf was left. His finger hovered over the last card in hesitation, sweat trickling down his forehead as he flipped it. [Tower.] Jax's face turned pale before he soon gritted his teeth in rage, before hysterical desp

I was Dabby Sanders. The car that was assigned to pick me up on the last day of the first session in grade twelve drove through the gate, and all my nerdy eyes could catch was the beautiful sight of the guy, that would make every girl in school swoon together with his crew. He was really hot, handsome, charming, and every good thing one can think of, but he was not just the typical cold and gentle guy. Damien Anderson wasn't the usual mind-blowing guy you know that was like the ones you would imagine, but he was one of the most popular in high school and kind of the sexiest too. His friends Xavier and Bryan, were not left out.

His bathrobe hung loosely on his shoulders, revealing his toned abs and sexy V-line. Angela hurriedly stood up from the couch and didn't dare to look up at him. It had been so many years, and Dexter still managed to hypnotize her like this every time. When they had been in high school, she had accidentally bumped into his table, knocking his textbook off to the ground. From the moment he had smiled at her and told her it was okay, with the sun shining in the back, Angela had fallen for him, hook, line, and sinker.

He smirked, his voice was strong, bearing an uncanny resemblance to that of the teenager who made my high school years a living hell until he left. My mind flashed back to the teenage boy who dropped a lizard on my desk just to get my reaction, framed me several times for doing things I never did so that I could be in detention with him. He was the same person that gave me a lingering and unforgettable kiss at the only night party that I'd ever attended. "High school? D-Dexter.... Dexter Hemmingway?" I stuttered and stared at him, this time it wasn't just a glance but a thorough scrutiny of the man who awoke strange feelings within me that night and traveled to another country some days late

"There's this program that Dexter just got into, it's really good, centered around workers, he just got the email of acceptance today." Everything was starting to get blurry, Zoey couldn't feel her sight, all she could hear was the angelic voice of the woman who kept rattling on, and now, it was starting to get annoying. "Please don't tell me." She couldn't say the word, it choked her heart, "That it is the CAL program." "That's exactly the one," Carla snapped her fingers, before smiling broadly. The other applicant was... Dexter. The person she battled with in the finals was.... Dexter.

Dexter turned to see Vivian, Kendell's former chosen mate, stepping out of the restroom. She was supposed to be Queen, but fate had intervened, bringing the true Luna—Alexa—into the picture. Now, instead of standing by Kendell, she was here, tangled in a secret affair with Dexter. "Yes, it was," he muttered. She came towards him, revealing her body. "No, not now," he retorted. "Why, Dexter? You know how much I want you," she said as she bit his earlobe. "Can't you see what we're faced with?" he asked, his voice rising.