Frisk X Chara Novels & Stories

“Oh, my god. I am screwed. I did not realize I was this attracted to him.” “Really? He is that hot?” Freya said. “Show me a picture!” Charlie stilled. She made a face and revealed, “I don’t have a picture of him.” “Whaaat?” Freya reacted. “How can you not have a picture of your fake boyfriend? And you said he was handsome. Why did you never steal a picture?”

Go Chimchar, use scratch" Chimchar jumps off from his solder and attacks Magnemite with scratch Nerd "Maghemite dodge then you discharge" discharge successfully hit Chimchar damaging him a little but its no use as Lauren follows along Lauren "Chimchar use fire spin and trap Magnemite inside, then finish it of with fury swipes" as Chimchar uses fire spin it traps Magnemite inside it creating rings of fire and then a second later he is assaulted with barrage of fast fury swipes which have been perfected by Chimchar doing all the martial arts training he is doing lately and so Magnemite is also sent flying as he fainted.

"I just heard a lot about him. Not all of it good." "Why?" Charlie poured in the Amaretto and pineapple into the glass at the same time. "Between us?" I nodded. "Sure." "He's a bit of a partier." Charlie slipped a straw in the glass and slid it across the counter to me. "He's the Alpha of the Halfling Guardian Pack. But between us...." He leaned in conspiratorially. "Xander is a better Alpha." I nodded, smiling as I took the drink. "I think Xander would be hard to beat at a lot of things."

Char said lightly before walking slowly towards its Razi. "What are you going to do" its impossible for Razi not to be scared now, his trembling body stepping back step by step Char used spatial transfer to appear in front of its Razi all at once. Leaning down, he put his mouth to its Razi's ear and "Little virgin, your blood smells so good, the blood of those cripples is so fishy and stinky, just like the bitch before, can I taste it?" Char's opened his mouth and licked at its Razi's white neck

Sensing even the faintest hint of distress, as Zeke rushes to the forefront of my mind, itching for a fight. Fletcher has the same concerns as we rush toward Charity. A slight giggle is on her pink lips while her cheeks flush with fear and excitement. Reaching her together, we each grab a hand, ignoring the other’s existence. Focusing all of our attention on her, looking her over for any serious injury. “What happened?” Fletcher and I demand together. “I pissed Xander off, and he got all Alpha scary,” she explains, but I don’t miss the slight flinch, setting Zeke on edge, ready to tear him to pieces.

She reached for the kid. I didn’t want to let him go, for some reason, but started to ease him out of my arms anyway. Lizzy growled fiercely at my side, and both me and Sabrina paused. The wolf wedged herself between me and Sabrina and snarled. “Step back, Sab,” Charly told Sabrina, her voice calm. Char was tall, pale, and slim, and dressed all in blacks and grays as usual, with her long, platinum hair falling to her waist. She was sitting on a sectional, her feet propped up in front of her as she faced the door. “You don’t want to piss off a mama wolf. Especially not one who’s hunting.”

My stomach twisted. “Leave me!” I struggled and pushed him with all my strength. He staggered backward, surprised that I actually fought him. Before he could attack again, the stranger cleared his throat. Lycril immediately smiled, her whole face changing like she had put on a mask. “Freya, this is Xavier, the Beta of the NorthRidge pack,” she said sweetly. Xavier stepped forward. He didn’t smile back. His eyes stayed fixed on me, serious and observant. “Look up,” he said. His tone wasn’t loud, but it carried power.

Francesca lifted her fair, delicate legs and playfully pressed her toes under Charalambos's shirt. She teasingly dragged it back and forth across his chest. Slowly, she trailed downward, circling over a very specific part of him. Charalambos swallowed hard, letting her tease him without resistance. A few seconds later, he glanced down at himself. He was already growing hard, and his expression was full of lust. He grabbed her by the waist and kissed her deeply.

“He’s screwed can’t rat us out without sounding crazy.” She laughed raspy and real. “Yeah… felt good to growl. Thanks, Beatrice.” Alarica shimmered back, nudging us. “Hop on, job’s done.” Charlie licked my hand, flirty again. “My fierce princess, stunning work. Alarica, you’re a vision too.” I climbed up, patting his head. “Thanks, charlies still awkward, but I’ll take it.” Alarica huffed. “Charlie, zip it we’re moving.”

Charlie screeched in alarm, disbelief laced in his voice, handing me his work tab. Warm light brown eyes staring into mine, knocking the air out of me for a moment. The red dress she wore highlighted her smooth chestnut skin with her warm undertones. Her hair was packed in a messy French bun on top of her head, two tendrils framing her perfect face. Images of the two of us sprawled on my bed in California flitting across my mind, I felt something shift inside of me. Something primal. “ Xavier.” Charlie called, the amusement in his voice breaking into my line of thought.