X Chara Fanart Novels & Stories

“You must be the Alpha’s Pet candidate.” Thank goodness it’s not Alpha Cain. “Yes,” I cleared my throat. “You must be Beta Charlene?” She nodded. “You must be Ana?” “Anastasia Lark.” I stepped down from the metal railings and curtsied a bit before the Beta. “But you can also call me Ana.” Contrary to Beta Audrey’s villainous aura, Beta Charlene is more kind and gentle. Her auburn hair and hazel eyes perfectly encapsulate Autumn, even in her dress and overall appearance.

Greetings to all my wonderful readers! As you've likely noticed, I have actual artwork of my characters for the cover of my book now. This was a commissioned piece from a very dear artist friend by the name of Rydi on DeviantART also known as lucia-garcia on ArtCorgi. We've known each other for a long time now, and I was super happy when she agreed to make a book cover for me, so if you like her style, feel free to check her out.

Xavier smiled to himself imagining the facial features Raina has. She has a fair skin tone, long brunette hair, long eyelashes, flawless face, and brown eyes, and she has a pink hearty lip with a slim and short height of 5ft. and 4 inches. And the innocence that she has will make someone's heart melt at moment. While Xavier has an ideal height of 6ft. Flat, lean body, and his muscles are in place. He has a brown skin tone, is blue-eyed, and his distinct mark is his dimples when he smiled. He arrived at the villa and the servants give him respect as he walks from outside.

They were completely absorbed in their artwork. "Hi, Xai," I said, offering a friendly smile, but she didn't even glance up. Guess she gets that from Francis. Tsk. "What are you drawing?" I asked, peering at her creation. It was a family tree, with three men labeled Tito, Kuya, and Daddy, and a girl labeled with her name: Xai Reign. I immediately noticed that someone was missing.

F*ck! **** *** A/N// Somebody come help me(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ a man preferably, but you’ve got to be as good as Xavier🤣🚶 Cause damn! Celia can’t be feeling all that when I’m not...not fair!

She immediately pushed Xander away as she inhaled a deep breathe, “Didn’t I tell you clearly enough that I don’t want to ever see you again? I told you to stay away from my sight!” Xander took one step, two steps, three steps backwards until Xiao saw a figure which totally made her world upside down. It completely went through a 360° turn the moment her eyes laid upon him. His vivid aura emanated a strong facade with the pair of eyes he has... cunning and tiger-like. Almost seemingly looking like a predator patiently waiting for its prey. She felt scared yet secured at the same time. Ironically, the only foreign and twisted feeling she could never feel from anyone aside from him. His messy a

They could either overpower her completely with strength or outclass her with skill, but the margin between them had to be large in order for her to lose. Krisan was short around 5ft, slim body, flat chest and short black hair, and same black eyes. What attracted Xasha to her was the fact that she had Open Mind as her talent, just like him. She was a rank B and had 1 talent, but none of that mattered, her one talent was better than most people with three.

Xavier nodded shyly showing me the face that he drew using a Sharpie. “I’m quite impressed.” The face that he drew was really cute and somehow precise. It had a pair of really slick eyebrows, a cute curled eyelashes and the eyes, they look like anime eyes. Even the lips, it was really drawn with such impeccable precision. “I don’t believe you drew that face.” “I did. I got bored during algebra and I ended up giving Billie a face.” “Okay, I don’t want to compliment you because I still hate the fuck out of you but yeah, I guess I would say you have some talent.”

“You were… happy. I wanted to keep it that way. I couldn’t possibly make you all sad and depressed and counting the time.” “You’re an idiot,” Martha whispers tearfully, and Mason gives the smallest, saddest smile. The door suddenly slams open, starling everyone inside. Everyone jumps. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?!” It’s Chara. She’s visibly wild, wind and tangled hair, mismatched boots, eyeliner smudged from either tears or speed, suspiciously the former though. She storms into the room with the energy of a rain storm, ignoring Arthur’s half raised hand like she’s on a mission to kill someone, and at this rate, to kill Mason even before the tumor does.