Nick/charlie Ao3 Novels & Stories

We laughed our asses off at his expense. After some time I saw Ryan and Erica talking. Ryan said something to which Erica blushed. Hmm.. I see some progress there. On the other hand, Caleb and Char just kept stealing glances at each other. If these guys hit it off , we could go on a tripple date maybe. But , would Nick want to go on a date with me ? Why am I even thinking of all these? "SOPH !" Char yelled . "Why are you shouting ?" I asked.

Maybe Frankie and I had a few things to talk about once things settled down and the rogue problem had been handled. “They're doing it again.” Maisey snickered. “Doing what?” Jonas said clueless that anything was going on. “Nikki and Frankie are having link sex,” she teased. I flushed scarlet and Frankie said, “For your information we were having a private conversation and not link sex.” I pointed my fork in the direction of Charity and said, “This is your fault.” Charity said, “I didn’t do anything. How is it my fault Maisey doesn’t have a filter?” I laughed and replied, “Until we came home, you were the only person I knew that had zero filter. I would have to say someone has been rubbing of

he hummed, waving his hand in the air as the shadows finished creating his body. I let out a soft chuckle at his words, and Charlie made her appearance behind him still in her half-shifted form. Her one eye glowed a deep red, and the other a molten honey as they stared at me. The fresh blood around her mouth glistened, making me realize that she was the one who had done this to Nina. “Where’s your companion?” Alistar asked taking my attention away from Charlie, “You know, your Beta that helped kidnap your precious mate?”

Charlie’s club was located out in the desert, in the middle of nowhere, a little distance away from Rockedge. It was a shifters-only club, and most of the people who frequented it were solo, packless, clanless shifters. It was a cool place, done up in aquamarine blue, moss green, and white, the interiors reminding Aaron of a water body. Considering Charlie was a ‘gator shifter, the decor was on point. The large space had a dance floor in the center, and tables along the walls. On a raised plinth at the top of the room was a gleaming wooden bar that Charlie almost always manned. Aaron often visited Charlie’s whenever he was in need of companionship. More often than not, he regretted coming ou

I head for the door, to go and meet her as she walks to the pack house, my Beta and Gamma both follow me, "not a word to her, not a word about anything you've told me." They both speak in unison, "roger that Alpha Braddock." I shoot them the bird and they chuckle as I swing the door open. Charlie's already heading up the stairs, her head tilts up a slight smile on her face as she stands in front of me, her arms wrap around my waist and she hugs me tightly. I put my arms around her and hug her back, placing a kiss on the top of her head, "Charlie, why didn't you call someone to pick you up?" She lets go of me and shrugs, "no phone and you're the only one I can mind link." She pushes past

Nikolai knew what his dad was coming for and was already blushing as he turned and exposed his neck where Art's mark was. Charlie's hands slapped over his mouth, and he gasped. His eyes darted to Art's neck, and he pushed his hair back, exposing Nikolai's mark. “You marked each other!” Charlie exclaimed excitedly, holding his hands over his mouth as he tried not to cry. Victor approached from behind and wrapped his arm around Charlie, pulling him back to the chair with him. “Yes, we marked each other,” Nikolai said, looking up at Art as he took his hand, then looked at his parents.

Pinned down, they took turns until I passed out. Far into sunrise, I was still wrapped in the sheets. Not asleep. Wide awake, with a blank thought. The scent of sex lingers in the air. I can pick my own body scent in it all, like they are strands of different colours representing the men who f*cked me last night until I fainted. My heart beat is even, but I never anticipated such cruelty from Ethan. The bookish boy in Nicki's reading group. The boy who could barely lift his gaze to lock in on mine.

I’m going to make him fall in love with me without him ever realizing he’s been caught. That’s why, opening my eyes the next morning to the soft dawn light and the sight of his sleeping face—mouth slightly open, hair adorably mussed on the pillow—felt like a monumental victory. It was quiet. It was domestic. It was continuous. It was the first, flawless step in my long-term campaign to own the completely unclaimed, thoroughly oblivious heart of Charlie Wayne. My Charles. --- To be continued...

There was kama being her usual bitch self. Charlie had accomplished the unimaginable she had gone from a human to a shifter after being bitten, the first-ever bitten wolf. Goddess, Naja was so fucked. If the elders ever found out, Charlie would be dead. Standing up and made my way to the opened window and saw two silhouettes running in the distance, one wolf and another small figure with blonde hair, I knew I had to give chaste eventually but I allowed them to go, allowed them the illusion of safety for the time being. I had to report to Naja, and that was a conversation I would give my left nut to avoid. I walked out of the room, closing the door gently behind me. I headed back to my room a

Every time he moved his arm or shifted in his chair, my mind flashed back to those veiny hands gripping my waist, his thumb working my clit while he called me a greedy little cunt. Iris chattered away beside me, completely oblivious. She talked about the upcoming pack schedule and some minor drama from the party, but her voice sounded like background noise. I looked up, trying to appear normal, and caught Charles looking at me over the rim of his coffee mug. It lasted only two seconds, but the shift was instant.