Magneto X Charles Mga Nobela at Kwento

*** Charles took a glance at his wrist watch, it's been a while and Xander wasn't here yet, he had no idea of what was wrong with that little cousin of his. "Sorry I kept you waiting..I had to grab these" Charles snorted staring at the magazines his cousin was flaunting which showed half naked women on the cover.. "Don't look at me that way..you're aren't innocent either" Xander commented nonchalantly with a shrug.. If there was anything he knew well about Charles then that would be his glorious title of being a man wh*re.. "Shut up!" Xander chuckled turning around to leave with his cousin when he spotted a familiar face heading towards their direction..

“Just like previous years. If it was Javier I would have cried my eyes out.” “But he did it before you.” Charlene laughed mockingly. “Why should I believe that?” “You have to.” Charles kept smiling at Miguel who never let go of Charlene, he hugged her like she was running away. Charles's phone rang, it was in between them, luckily she caught a glimpse of the call ID. “Castigator?” She knew instantly that it was Veronica, his nemesis. Charles glared at him grimly, he took his phone and excused himself. Her eyes darkened with suspicion while looking at him. “She should take you out on a date.” Charlene hollered enthusiastically.

Charles is an old friend who attended the same school as Will who is also one of the members of his group doing missions. After facing many deaths of their comrades, they both decided in settling down after the school was built. After Althea, will be the third most powerful magic user and Charles was the fourth. "Quit this bullshit and tell me quickly why you called me. I have to go back home by afternoon" he said, taking his cigar out "No smoking in school" Charles took the cigar from will hand while he is about to light it

I stated, gesturing to the door. "We'll keep that in mind." Mr X nodded. Then the two left the room. "Care to explain why you decided a Pegasus was the best fit for your first time? Most magicians try a rabbit first." I asked, gesturing to Peggy who resumed her sleeping position. Charlie shrugged, walking over to me. "How are your stitches?" He asked, gently placing his hand on the spot. "My stitches?" I asked with a confused frown. "Peggy couldn't have carried me all the way to the room, even in her smaller size." He stated.

My heart wants to run away but I drag my feet until I’m behind him, acting meek and guilty in wait for him to turn around. “That’s some crazy telekinesis there,” Nova chuckles. “It’s stuck, how do we get it out? It’s way too high up.” Charles clicks his tongue, “Nah, she’s gonna fix this herself.” Damn, he sounds so pissed. Of course, he would. It’s barely been four months since Christian got that for him, and it’s the model he loves the most. Andy even has the smaller version of it which he drives about with Liam when they play bumper cars.

Rex announced after his conversation with Fafnir concluded, which only took seconds. “Well…spill it,” Marcia said a little over eagerly and loudly, even Markus’s seemed to perk up, he was sure he was about to witness another piece of unbelievable magic he had only begun to see when he joined the inner circle of the emperor, magics only being possible by the Magnus family. He was so sure nothing was able to be done now, Ulna was on the precipice of fully gone now and yet, even now, Rex claimed he may be able to save the skylark, he was doubtful even Rector would have tried something this far along.

He was shocked too but after a second, he went back to his normal state. He approached his office chair and sat. He looked at me then smirked. "What a small world Clark Clarkson..." "Penniless?" he mocked and chuckled while staring at my face. The man in front of me was no other than Mr. Montenegro. The man who was chasing Magda before in the club. The day I saved Magda from him. I remembered the words I said, like threatening him to pull out his shares in our car company. I shut my eyes and then open them again.

Josh Xavier I recall the first time I met Charlotte. It was when she was born to my best friend, Lancelot McCartney. She was a tiny one. I watched her grow. Her grandfather and I were business partners at the time so that made me a frequent visitor in his big home. Lance and I were different in certain respects. For him, he loved family and his home was a full one with children as well as grandchildren. I, on the other hand, never really understood the essence or the need to have a family.

“Wow. Your excuse for leaving me must be something else.” “Charles, that’s not it. I . . . just don’t think it’s a good idea for us to . . . to . . .” “To what?” The driver opened her door. She didn’t hesitate to get out. “Make sure she doesn’t go into a full sprint down the street, Xavier,” Charles said loudly. “It was hell catching her the first time.” Xavier was six feet tall. He had very pale skin, almost albino. He was in his forties. He was wearing a black chauffer’s hat and suit like her father wore.

Mr Xavier growls, annoyance visible on his face. Why does he suddenly looks angry? Is he bipolar? "Just after I finish eating." "No, you leave now." He orders. "Freak." I mutter under my breath, packing up. Heading for the door. "I heard that." He calls from behind me. "And also behaviors like this will not be tolerated ny me. Anything I find disrespectful will lead to a deduction in your monthly payment." What the chocolate? "You can't do that" I whip around to face him. "It's in the contract." He states. "So you better put a leach on that tongue of yours, more appreciated if you also learn some manners too."