Fairy Tail Charles Novels & Stories

"I... it's complicated, Charles." "Everything with you is complicated," he sighed, reaching into his coat and pulling out a small pouch of gold coins. He shook it, and I heard the clink. "If so, then I owe these two some money. And I hate losing money to shifters. It's embarrassing." My jaw dropped. "Wait! You guys are betting on who I will choose?" I gasped, looking from Charles to Sofia and then to Derick. "Are you serious right now?" "Yes. I am Team Cyrus, obviously," Charles said, looking entirely too smug. "The rogue prince has more style. Plus, the red hair provides a lovely contrast to your silver glow. It's aesthetically superior."

Unlike James, Charles is the nerd and also the guy that doesn't care about dating or relationships. Charles had lost his mate to one of the council representative, yet he didn't react. He let them go away, after breaking the bond between them and almost losing his life for that. Yet, he went ahead to forgive his ex mate. Since then, he wasn't bothered about girls or sharing a one night stand with anyone. He would rather stay in his room, coiled up with his books of his history and learning more about our ancestors. "I have to get back now but I promise go come see you in Atlanta after the training is done." He promised, giving my forehead a kiss and rushed out of the orphanage covering his f

This wasn't how he planned this whole thing. "I won't back down, Jaime. I'll surely win in the end" he smiled sinisterly. **** MONTERIO'S INVESTMENT*** Charles was busy working when his phone rang, he brought his phone from his pocket and picked it up. "Are you in your right senses now?" Jace asked over the phone. Charles chuckled. "Yes I am" "Gosh, you need to stop acting like a d**khead, it's childish man," Jace said. "That's enough," Charles said.

Stevo replied, as he hardly had any complaints. "Prepare a barber for me and invite him over, as Edgar isn't in a good mood for now," Charles instructed. "Alright boss," Stevo replied. Charles finally exited his room and went out to wait, standing in front of the magnificent mansion painted in white and brown. Charles saw Stevo arrive with a young yellow man, who looked shocked upon seeing Charles' face. Charles, not smiling, went farther away to the field area to sit and have his hair cut there. He instructed the barber, "Barb it smooth."

I said, and proceeded to tell him all about Sofia, the past lives, and Mila’s magic. When I finished my tale, my brother’s jaw was practically on the ground. “So… Mila is an enchantress?” He said in disbelief. “Yes.” “And the two of you are somehow predestined to protect all of the magic in Fresonia?” Charles repeated again. “Yes.” Charles started pacing around his cell. “Well, you’ve done a pretty shitty job so far,” he said. I tilted my head at him. “Are you seriously making jokes right now?” “What?” Charles laughed. “It’s funny! I’m allowed to find humor in a dark situation, Felix.”

I frown at my mate, glaring into his side profile as I growl, “Hey, why am I just hearing of this? When did you meet Alpha Hyuga?” But he ignores me and Christian makes a rueful smile to say, “Ah, your cousin, eh? He does seem to care for you better than we did.” What’s with that defeated voice? He’s not even jealous, but he’s giving up altogether. I roll my eyes to see Liam is dozing off when I hear my mate speak abruptly, “I’ll keep in touch. So, send me your address when you’ve settled down.” I avert my eyes to see Christian staring with unbelieving eyes. Charles uses his silence to further, “I can drop by sometimes. And uh...” He switches into a timid act, rubbing the back of his neck wi

For all I know, it could be another one of his goddamn tests. He has established again that there's really nowhere else to run and I am pushing the retriever side of me and just completely accepting this life. Charles is a man who's so obsessed with winning and giving that a pure submission should make things fine, right? I closed my eyes and opened them when I heard Anthony's soft giggles. Charles has the same kind of eyes as he did.

Charles asked again. "I'm a coward if I can't win this fight." he boasted out loudly. "Okay, Let's go!" This time, Charles was the one to first charge in. Vic was tired of watching the fights and he was also interested in watching the pretty moves of the Senior dragon brother Charles.

“I’m Charles. Nice to meet you.” “Same here,” she said cheerfully. “Are you celebrating something special?” he asked, still looking amused. “Oliver’s turning seven tomorrow,” I said proudly. “Ah, a big boy now,” Charles said warmly, his gaze fond as he looked toward Oliver. “You should drop by tomorrow,” Cassia said, ever the friendly one. “Thank you,” Charles replied with a soft smile. “I’ll try.” “I should be on my way. I was just checking in,” Charles said, dropping the small bag of fruits in his hand.

Charles was in his element, using his intense gaze to make everyone feel heard and nodding his head, all the while deflecting with good humor questions that were too personal or too strong about his business. His scent remained steady, and indication that he was feeling very little stress as opposed to a noticed heightening of pheromones around the table. A burley male with a loud, deep laugh was now sitting next to Cathy. It was hard to recognize him with so much facial hair, but I thought he was part of the wrestling team when we were younger. He leaned over toward us. "I remember you, Cathy. But I don't remember you hanging around with us, Elena. Did you and Charles meet after high school