Fanfiction Chuck Novels & Stories

Chuck chuckled. “It was getting interesting” Shira protested and Chuck laughed again. He now looked very tired. He yawned and closed his eyes. “Shira…” He called quietly. “Yes, Chucky?” “Can you promise me something?” He still had his eyes closed but sounded very serious. “Anything, Chuck” She said, sitting up on her chair. “If I die, will you and Mum promise not to grieve for too long?”

He was getting a rise out of this, and I found my anger flaring. “You say she’s your fated mate, but then why are you sleeping with another woman?” I asked before I could think better of it. His eyes turned into slits as he glared at me. “It was just a misunderstanding that we cleared up the other day. She knows how I feel about her, and she’s prepared to run away with me if that’s what it takes,” Chuck boasted, a smug smile on his lips; he was acting as if he had already won.

But when he woke up this time, he found Rue by his side and his entire surroundings had changed. Chuck cried as he said, “I’ve gone through so, so many things… I’ve lived no better than an animal over the past few years. To tell you the truth, I don’t want you to look at me in this state, Adrian. I’m afraid you might laugh at me.” “Am I laughing at you now?” Adrian asked in return. “All of us carry karma. The good will receive good in return while the evil will eventually suffer the consequences. “Tell me, Chubbs. What happened to you?”

I thought to myself, "If you only knew." Becky called me at nine all laughing and giggly, "Barb honey, I can't believe what we did last night. God, I felt like a schoolgirl again. Chuck is fifteen years younger than I am and I didn't think that boy would ever run out of energy. He's like the Energizer Bunny, he keeps going and going." "You going to see him again?" I asked. "He just called and he should be here in half an hour. Gotta go. I'm going to get all sexy for him."

She said, "I'd like to fuck you anyway, but I maybe I can get Chuck a raise too." "Does he know you are in here, making this proposition?" "No, but he likes to fantasize about me getting fucked by someone else. I can make his dreams come true." Mine too, was my unstated additional observation. She said, "We made up some stuff in bed the other night and I pretended that I was fucking you. Chuck went wild. He went down on me and I told him her was eating your cum out of my snatch." I didn't know what to say. Wynonna was moving her legs, letting me have a nice view of her young cunt.

This time, he spoke. ‘Chuck’s in jail. He isn’t getting out anytime soon. He can’t pull off that sort of thing from the prison.’ Marley pressed. ‘well, I know what I heard.’ Flynn stared at the siblings, the way Clarissa seemed to shrink into the bed and the crazed look in Marley’s eyes. He could tell that whoever the Chuck was, they wanted him far away from their lives. ‘someone mind telling me who this Chuck guy is?’ Clarissa took to nervously clutching and unclutching the bed sheets. Flynn drew a seat closer to the bed and sat, hands crossed in front of his chest.

Madison nearly choked on her drink, and my mom covered her mouth as she let out a deep, amused chuckle. "This man really has a damn type, huh?" Madison snorted. "He’s like a walking punchline," I added, rolling my eyes. I texted Dom back: “My sister said the Chuckle Fuck sure has a type. Same thing you said.” A few dots appeared, then disappeared. Then reappeared. Dom: Lmao. She’s not wrong.

Jasmine opened her mouth to try to come up with an explanation until it clicked, she arched her brow and seeing the grin on Chucks' face, she shook her head. "So we've got jokes, huh?" "And a lot of other stuff, like real friends below the age of forty-five." Jasmine's eyes sparked with interest momentarily, but then she sighed realising what Chucks was doing. He was trying to divert her attention from her first question. "Stop fronting, Chucks. How are things back at home?"

Honey scratched his nose because the ceiling fan ruffled Mandy's hair and it tickled across his face. It was the middle of the night or very early in the morning and he lay holding her, his nose twitching. His heart froze for a moment and then a grin, unseen in the dark, lit up his face. Dmitri... you damned blood sucker. Honey wanted to laugh out loud, but he didn't take a chance of waking his mate because she'd never get back to sleep. He shut his eyes and managed to fade away until Mandy wiggled from his side and made her way to the bathroom.

Chuck always updated her about his whereabouts and what he was doing on a daily basis, and the last one was two hours ago, with a photo of a meeting attached to it. The two captions beneath were at once playful and aggrieved. [I don't want to work. It just gets so tiring.] [But I can't have my darling think the worst of me! I'll keep doing my best!] Lisa stared at the messages, while Chuck and the woman kept flirting in the car, until Chuck did something and the woman suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, you naughty boy! We're still out in public!" Chuck simply chuckled, his voice suddenly deeper as he panted, his hand reaching behind the woman's back and caressing every inch of it.