Female Chara Novels & Stories

Sumire was stoned in her place. "Who is she?" Sumire asked and gave the pretty woman standing next to her man a scrutinizing look. She was dressed in yellow and with a yellow hairband on her head matching her long curly hair. She had a slender body and looks. The woman turned to him and smiled sweetly. "I'm Charlotte De Mavius, Mort's fiancee." The woman replied and reached for her hand but quickly withdrew when Sumire did not accept her hands for a shake instead she looked at Mort in the eyes, asking for an explanation.

As I waited for his response I wipe a strand of hair from her face. "Yes?" He finally responded. "Find two of our best warriors and keep them posted in front o our room at all times and find a trustworthy omega to help Charlotte," I instructed. "Why male?" he asked. "You know Charlotte is more comfortable with males except for Anna and Sonia but they can't be here twenty-four-seven," I sight. I would get jealous, a normal thing for a male to watch his mat with another male but I know they won't dare to touch what is mine.

Her perfect body seems elegantly beautiful as if it was meant for only her. Unlike Melissa, who still had her black Leotard and nothing else. No pants, no bra, no slippers just that! Her red hair had spikes like she just fought with the walking dead! She looks wide like a warrior princess, originated from an anime character. Her big brown eyes look slightly swollen and red, the aftereffect of crying for long. Her cheeks were also red, obviously hot red! Her palms and finger look slightly bruised same as her neck and healing cuts at the corner of her lips.

Despite a lot of protesting Charise had ended up winning and was now holding her hostage until she was absolutely sure that Elaina looked like a real woman. Charise herself had already changed out of her work uniform and into a violet number so short it could be considered inappropriate, that hugged her figure nicely, sure to catch the eye of quite a few of the Northern warriors men. “I don’t know.” Elaina quipped now continuing to move either dress from side to side. “I don’t really feel like either of these suit me very well.” Charise rolled her eyes, “You don’t think any dress fits you very well.” True, but Charise was making a big deal out of nothing.

she says, pressing a kiss onto my temple. I quickly wipe the tears off my cheeks. “I don’t understand how I can go from torturing a man to death to crying over a stupid scar in less than an hour,” I growl under my breath making Diana laugh. “Because you’re not dead inside,” she chuckles. “A little evil maybe but you’re definitely not dead, you’re allowed to have emotions.” “Monsters aren’t supposed to have emotions.” “You’re not a monster Luci,” Diana sighs in exasperation.

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

Char grinned and bobbed along to the music even singing aloud. "Enjoying the party so far?" She questions. "Ah, it's great," I respond looking around at the group of people having fun. Char's smile had not dwindled, not even for a second. I frowned at the thought of her being another slightly older version of Phoebe and Hailey sent to torment me. "What are you supposed to be?" I ask looking at her costume. "Arghh!" She says imitating a very strange voice," Ahoy there mateys!"

I want to see her crawl. I tilted my head. “Failure is a strong word coming from someone who thinks being marked by your mate is the biggest achievement for an omega. If Gabriel is busy, it’s because he has a pack to lead. And as his mate, I should help him by managing his pack’s affairs instead of being just a bed warmer like you.” The jab hit home. Lily’s face contorted, the refined lady vanishing to reveal the feral rogue beneath. With a shrill cry of rage, she lunged. She didn't shift, but her nails grew into claws as she swung wildly at my face.

“I can't explain it to you yet, Sarah. But, I want you to know that I had a really long dream, and… it's time for you to stop seeing me as the old Séraphine of yesterday, because this new Séraphine will not let anyone bully us anymore” “And, from now on, I would appreciate it if you stopped questioning my actions”. … Author Tina Nwuba: “Welcome to my new book, readers. I hope you get to enjoy the ride with me as I craft a new female lead you will definitely end up falling in love with. Don't forget, our female is not a fool. She is a strategist. She was simply foolish previously because she was blinded by love”.

“Make me an iced coffee, okay? I will be right back.” As he leaves, I notice there are a few girls from the pack heading for the cash register. It’s Linda and her two friends, Sara and Felicia. They are the most popular and beautiful girls on campus and in the pack. They are all very fashionable, but they treat me like I’m worth less than them.