Undertale Frisk Chara Novels & Stories

" Drink your father's sperm." The strong urge to throw up became a pulsing fist in my throat as I contemplated on the answer to this preposterous question. No way in hell this cupid looking girl just asked me that. Tina was the type of girl who would turn in their homework on time and volunteer at homeless shelters . I guess they didn't lie when they asked us not to judge people solely off of their appearance. She was a living proof of that. Her left eyebrow, the one blessed with an anti eyebrow piercing, twitched as if daring me to answer before she awarded me a lopsided smirk. How is she Charli's friend?

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.

I say. I look up to see another figure behind Alpha Mayhem. She is a tall, beautiful woman. Her skin is dark, just like her hair. Her eyes are almost black. She is beautiful. "Can I be included?" she asks. She places her hand on Alpha Mayhem. The two of them belong together. It is obvious. "Fallon, this is my mate, Charis," Alpha Mayhem says. Charis walks toward me, and that is when I notice her fangs. "Vampire?" I ask.

The path ahead felt inevitable, predestined. She spoke her thoughts aloud. "I wonder if the hounds like dog biscuits?" "Look, you little weirdo," ReNew’s voice teased inside her mind. "You better not be thinking about touching those hounds. They’ll bite your hand off." Charlene smirked. "Maybe Ariels would let me pet her? Did you see all that big fluffy white fur? Don’t you want to run your fingers through it?" "Naaah! Ha ha ha! I’m trying to keep my fingers!" ReNew’s laughter rang inside Charlene’s head, light and playful.

Charlotte scrunches her nose, placing the towel and clothes down. Kiara smiles gently from where she’s sitting on the chair, looking exhausted as she holds her daughter’s hand. Delsanra mutters something before Charlotte’s clothes and hair become dry within seconds. Nice. “Oh wow, thank you.” Charlotte says, running her fingers through her hair. “What would you like to talk about?” I ask Alejandro. It’s hard being in the same room as Skyla and keeping my distance. “What exactly happened that sent Skyla to death’s door?” Alejandro asks, his eyes glimmering red as his aura fills the room.

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.

Charisa teased Anna, the girl pretended to be angry at Anna because she did not buy something for her. "Hemm, Charisa... I also give you gifts every your birthday,” complained Anna. “I understand ... I'm just kidding. Is this Yuta's birthday present?” asked Charisa to Anna, a brown haired girl looked at Anna by a small grin. Charisa seemed to have learned a lot from her uncle Skandar's behaviour.