Kris Frisk/chara Novels & Stories

V. I can't believe that Charisma is back, after what happened to her I wouldn't blame her for not coming back to school. Being assaulted like that does something to someone's mind. I'm glad that her parents helped her through it. Yeah, they helped her by sending her away to Spain to live with her cousin. I mean Charisma has a great body. She is about 5'4" tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, light brown complexion and even has a tattoo of stars on her back. Let's not forget that she thinks that she is smarter than everyone. It is just nice to have her back though.

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

If Lila is so courageous to think of something as that on her own, then why did she allow herself to pass through the humiliations in Grey's hands? “Lila, don't you think that is too fast? You just got everything you wanted, I don't think there's a need to place such demand immediately.” “Poor Dan, I'm beginning to feel bad for him already,” Charia muttered. “Helloooo..” Charia, is this you talking or is some spirit talking through you?” Lila said waving her hands over Charia's face.

“I TOLD YOU SO MANY TIMES! IF IT COMES TO FEMALE CHARACTERS, GIVE HER SOME TEMPTING PHYSICAL APPEARANCE JUST LIKE WHAT WE SEE ON BLUE FILM!” “DONT LUMP MY MASTERPIECE WITH A STUPID HAREM KING NOVEL LIKE ISEKAI SMARTPHONE TO TOMO NI!” “NO WAY! I WANT ONE LIKE HIGHSCHOOL DXD OR RANCE!” “CAN YOU STOP MENTIONING ANIME TITLES? DMCA COULD SUE ME AGAIN FOR SURE!” “YOU STARTED IT, ASSHOLE!” “What did you say?!” Kartika said. Her blue Iru comes out from her body and cloaks her in. She summons Cakra who has turned into a blue hooded Grim Reaper.

The crowd parted like the red sea before Moses and Kora disappeared amongst them. Lady Piia turned to go as well, but then took a moment to glance at me. "You don't smell or look like one of us, but I'm going to hold on to hope that you're really hers." She wiped a teardrop away and tried for another smile. "That's all we can do, right? Hope." I wanted to ask who she was, but then she disappeared between the angry horde. Lilya and Char were pushed out by the mob of well dressed psychos. Char's makeup was running down her face, her clothes torn in several places. Her hair was in complete disarray and she had several marks on her body. She was also covered in blood.

“No, he doesn't look at you like a friend, so he is out of your friend list. Stay the fvck away from him, or I will cut his balls.“ His brows furrowed, and Charvie chuckled. “I'm serious.“ He added, his face hard with the thought of seeing that Pascal guy with her. Cruz had done the worst thing to him, so he won't be able to contact Charvie again, he had asked his phone to be hacked into and block any damn contacts leading to Charvie, but he knew the fucker would still look for her “Mom told you I had amnesia?“ She nodded “No fragment yet?“ “You haven't noticed this still?“ He pulls away from her a little leaning on the bed with his elbow, exposing the tattoo on his shoulder. Charvie sat up

“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.”

Don’t put all of your eggs in one basket and all that. Brilliant flame red hair catches my eye and I know who it is before I turn. Char leans against the counter, she straightened her hair today and it falls over her breasts. Large hoop ears and a diamond hang from her ears. She’s wearing a red skirt to match her hair and shiny black heels. Char is my manager, well, she’s the only manager at Ocean Side. She can’t be older than twenty-five, but she runs a tight ship and leaves no room for error. She leans in close so I can hear her over the music.

“Like maybe I actually do want to die in a way?” “Where did that come from?” Charise asked angrily. Elaina flinched at Charise’s tone. “I’ve been fighting since I was old enough to wield a sword, yet I have been torn to pieces. Maybe something is holding me back from fighting to my full degree.”

The red head looked up at their entrance and pulled off her set. “Alright,” she smiled. She stood up and walked around the table. Anais could see her excitement as well as scent it. “I’m Charlie. I’m Atlas’ official PR director and jack of all trades, but also his bestie,” she said. Anais nodded slightly. “I’m Anais. It’s nice to meet you,” She said.