Romans & histoires Hazbin Hotel Alastor X Charlie

The men barely glanced at the waitress, and Charlie downed the glass in one arrogant gulp. Ava stepped out of the suite, positioning herself at the end of the hallway. Her plan was in motion. Within minutes, she heard raised voices — Charlie’s, slurred and erratic. He had staggered toward the restroom, bumping straight into May, who had risen to follow him. Fueled by alcohol and the hallucinogen’s creeping effects, Charlie’s brain twisted, and he latched onto May like she was one of his mistresses. “Babe, didn’t I tell you to keep a low profile?” he slurred, grabbing her arms.

From: Andrei [Sat, 5:45 pm] Is it true that Charlie broke up with you? I can't believe it, don't worry I'll talk to him. I hope you're okay. Andrei Hernandez is Charlie's best friend. Sometimes, Andrei's nice with me but sometimes, he's not so I can't decipher if he's really concerned or not. I closed the conversation without replying. The last message I read was from Gabby Salvador, the bad bitch who's obsessed with Charlie. From: Gabby Salvador [Sat, 10:27 pm]

It was a fulfilling happy time for Charles after years blessed with his complete family. Within the couple of months Asher had become addicted to Charles so much that he wouldn't stay without his father even for a second after he is awake. The night playing with Asher Charles forgot to take his phone from the table. Aliza came out of the shower only in a towel. She towel dried her wet skin and put on only her under garments when there was a twist of her door knob. She forgot to lock the door. Charles stared puzzled at her and was instantly hard. Putting Asher on the bed he walked to Aliza in slow predatory steps and guarded her hypnotizing features in a hunger. The next second his lips were

, Charlie asks after we chat about the tour and him going to all sorts of parties. “I can’t wait to touch you”, I let out and then my bedroom door opens with the most hateful person in the world walking into my room. I end the call fast with Charlie saying I will call him later. He understood something was up and I know he got worried but I quickly type a text message saying that the witch has entered the bedroom and I need to send her flying back to the dungeon she came out from.

Herschel replied, “It’s rare locally, and they don’t want old men, but the foreigners like it. It’s their fetish.” “Alright then. Send the father and son there. They could be each other’s company by the way. “Right, explain it to Zac too. Make him understand that he has his audacious brat to thank for how he ended up today!” Ending the call, Javier gestured with his hand as though he was holding a gun and curled his finger in a shooting motion at Charlie, who was on the bed and could not even get down, frightening the latter into shuddering. Charlie felt that Javier…was probably bluffing. Whether that was the case or not, he would find out soon.

Josh really was screwed after this. “Oh, you’re finally awake?” Alaster asked, not much shock present in his voice. He fished out a hand that buried deep in his pocket, reaching to the tangerine left for Alex to eat when he wasn’t being burned by the gaze of a thousand suns. “It was about time really, you’ve caused quite the commotion,” Alaster continued, tossing the fruit, before throwing Xavier a side glance. “I really didn’t expect it really. Who knew you would have caused such a great impact on us?” Alaster kept his breezy tone yet there was a hint of tease in it, his gaze never falling from Xavier. Xavier on the other hand finally shut his eyes getting Alex to breathe.

Their faces look like big blurry shapes in my eyes, and the thumping drums sound like they are miles away inside my head. The master of the hall slides open a thick oak door at the back of the stone corridor, pushing Seraphina and me into a private elder's room. A heavy cherry-wood table sits in the center with two clean horns and a jar of strong fire-mead. At the far end of the table sits Harvey Dunkel. His black leather tunic tightly hugs his massive alpha shoulders, tapering down to his thick belt. His dark mahogany fur-hair is slicked back flat against his skull, showing a wide forehead with a deep scar across the bone. His eyes are a pale, cold amber with heavy eyelids—they look nothing

I can’t ignore it this time. Charlie chuckles at me before grabbing my phone off the desk. She stills when she sees the caller ID. “It’s a Maine area code,” she says, her wide eyes meeting mine. I quickly grab the phone from her and answer. “This is Alpha Zak.” “Alpha, this is Xavier Laoch. I’m Alistar’s uncle.” The voice in the phone is firm, though there is definitely a hint of nervousness in the tone. Xavier, the uncle from the Diana pack. He’s finally called back.

Charlie laughed as she watched Larissa’s body age before it slowly decomposed. “Why didn’t you stop me?” Charlie asked as she turned back. Azreal leaned against the wall as he glared at the body before glaring at the woman he was fond of. “I was wondering when you’d drop the good girl act. You never did lose your memory.” Azreal said as he stood upright. “I guess nothing can fool you huh Azreal?” Charlie asked as she threw the knife away. “Tell me, how did you know that I am not Charlie?” “Lucifer is the father of all liars and I am the demon of lust and desire. You reek of lust, selfishness, desire, hatred, everything that Charlie doesn’t have nor Eliza… desperation.” Azreal explained as he

Eliza laughs, “No Hazel. They are a joint deal; you can’t have one without the other.” Hazel nods, “Fair enough, you want anything?” She shakes her head, “Okay, he’s over there. Acting Second mind, Charlie hasn’t made her mind up yet. Don’t blame her, I don’t like him.” Eliza smirks, “You only don’t like him because he tried to eat you when he first got here.” Ash smirks, and then hides it quickly when Hazel seems to be glaring at him, “He knows better now.” Hazel smirks,