Drunk Chara Novels & Stories

Even though Brendan was panting heavily, he couldn’t suppress his sexual desire at all. Deirdre noticed something was off and asked, “Brendan, what’s wrong?” Brendan recalled that cup of coffee and furiously clenched his fists so tightly that his veins popped. “Charlene has drugged me.” “What?” Deirdre was taken aback, unable to believe that Charlene was bold enough to drug Brendan without fear of consequences. “What should we do? Should I call an ambulance and take you to the hospital?”

He poured two glasses without meeting my eyes and shoved one into my hand. I took it, rolled the glass between my fingers, then took a slow sip. If I was gonna explain any of this, I'd need the help. Fuck my life. ⸻ Charlie leaned back into the couch, swirling his drink lazily. His cheeks were flushed, and I knew I probably looked just as tipsy—just enough to loosen the jaw and the chest, not quite enough to fall over. "Okay," he said finally, voice a bit slower now. "So he's not like the omegas we've heard about, but what do you see in him?"

His lips twitched. “You didn’t even drink what he gave you. You're one stubborn bastard, Zane.” “I wasn’t in the mood,” I said, voice hoarse. Charlie walked over, placing the towel on my dresser and grabbing the mug. He shoved it into my hands. “Here. Sip. It’ll help.” “I’m fine,” I said weakly. He crossed his arms. “Uh-huh. And I’m secretly the Crown Prince of Elfaria. Shut up and drink.”

"Honey, thank you for picking me up last night." Elliot mumbled vaguely in response. "Yeah, keep drinking next time." That did not sound like a nice thing to say at all. Sophia hurriedly explained, "No more drinking for me. I black out when I'm drunk. I wouldn't have drunk last night if it weren't for Charlene needing company after her breakup. I'm sorry for troubling you to pick me up." She then clung to his arm, looking like a scared puppy. His gaze was so scary like he wanted to devour her.

Lucy meant the statement as a joke but Charlie cocked his head and his facial features grimaced, “Oh, I really gotta blow someone?” “No, not blow, hunnie, i want you to Fuck, an Incubus, until he is drunk on lust and spills the beans,” Valaria spouted the words as if it was a carefully laid plan, “Oh, an Incubus? I’ve heard they are pretty good at making Panthers come,” Charlie once again shook his head, “I’m so in, but you’re paying,” Lucy pointed to her Alpha who nodded, “Go take a bath, I’ll make the call, shall we say midnight?”

Behind them, was a large bowl containing a coloured liquid, from which a few drank from, while others danced staggeringly. “What a surprise to have the Alpha's daughter in our midst”, an average-heighted guy approached her. He had spiky hair and several piercings—on both ears and his nose. He wore a baggy top without sleeves that revealed tattoos on both arms. Diane managed a smile as he gestured to take off her jacket. “I'm Charlie, the host”, he introduced, with a smile that revealed his braced teeth.

With me under his influence, he could potentially secure a marriage alliance with RexCorp, not to mention his longstanding desire for my beauty. I was indeed stunning—a natural beauty that captivated anyone who beheld my delicate features and focused demeanor. Today, Charly teased me about not joining in the drinking and fun at Emilia's party. "You know everyone's having a good time together, but you haven't had a single drink. Aren't you giving me and everyone else a bit of a face?" He joked. "Come on, even if you're heading upstairs to rest, you've got to have a drink before you go!" Charly said.

At least they’d chosen pants and a tunic. She’d been drugged, and much of last night was a blur. She pulled on her boots, which were close at hand. She wouldn’t find a way to escape lying on her back, and she didn’t want to give the creepy Yesande or anyone else, ideas. After all, what other use could they have for a charmer?

He looked extremely calm as if he drank only water. Charlie and the others could barely hold themselves up at this point. Even though they were still sober, their bellies were quaking as if they were about to burn up. Along with the gesture of Harvey’s hand, the waiter brought forth the “Drink of Life” that came from the Fighting Tribe! This liquor had about ninety-seven percent alcohol, the kind that could be lit on fire. Charlie and the others’ expressions frantically changed after seeing the sight. ‘Where was this guy even born?’

Well, this was only the beginning, real show started from this exact moment. From, inside came the blue spirit that was once or to be specific, a moment ago, Char's — guessed right, it was Aion. "Here, the real fun starts!" Whiro remarked. Very true!! The spectators were as silent as dead, well, you can say that, so was Drake. Char's head was lightly spinning, she managed to stand still and roared out loud, " You.....you're a monster, this is utterly ridiculous!" Drake on the other hand was feeling scared, the oblivious countenance on his face proved that, he spoke up in a tone that matched his current facial expression, that was fear, "That boy....boy is a Chaos Magic userrrr!!"