X Chara Novels & Stories

Charles put his gun off Xavier’s forehead and said, “You see; I have taken the gun off you.” “Thanks, sir,” Xavier said with a heavy breath. “Charlotte, you are afraid?” Charles said as he gazed at Charlotte’s face. “No…, sir,” Charlotte said. She was leaning against the wall in fear. “Now, stand up,” Charles said. Charlotte gathered a little courage and stood up. “Xavier…, right?” Logan said. “Yes, sir,” Xavier said with a nod. “We need Charlotte to follow us,” Logan said.

He let her in her repose. "Can I pull them out from their deaths, Kieran? A lot has been lost" she painfully whispered after a while of her silence. "We could try..." he responded. She turns and stares at him. Silence rules before a faint smile grazed her lips. With her glowing eyes and palms, she entered a trance. "Errapel The Great Healer, Ariella Guardian of the East, Blitzen of Rieka, Xavier the Great Protector, summon and heal" With her last words, Xavier whimpered before his eyes and paws glowed. Taken aback by his body's reaction to Narrah's command he panicked.

Xander is being too stubborn about mating with Vinnie, he hates her so much that he chooses an omega over her. But I’m pretty sure that if we get rid of Heather, he would need a shoulder to cry on, just like when Celia was killed. And this time, well make sure his betrothed, Vinnie is there to console him and make him happy. And once he completes the mating ceremony with her, then it’s bye-bye, Alexander William Bane. And then I would become the king.

But I still don’t feel anything other than friend vibes. “Well, to be honest, I thought you might change your mind, but I’m glad you didn’t.” He then says hi to Maddy before turning to Charlie and saying, “Hello, I don’t think we’ve officially met. I’m Xander. You must be Monroe’s friend Charlie.” She nods her head and I see her cheeks flush a little. He turns his attention back to me and says, “So, there are a bunch of people looking to start a game. Would you guys be in?” I look to the girls and they both shrug so I say, “yeah, sure, why not?”

*** [Xyna] My character is very showy. She is a happy-go-lucky person. She's free to do whatever she want (well, except on loving Vince). Unlike me, I can't laugh with a light-heart, I just don't feel the urge to laugh even in a funny estate. It's not that I don't laugh, I still laugh...but with sarcasm. I'm not like this before. If only that hadn't happened, tsk! Every time I remember that days annoys the hell out of me. I hate them!

Lucas looked shocked at her response. “That going to make my team’s job a lot harder. My name is Xan, and I am the head of the self-defence team. I am guessing you don’t have any experience of that either?” Xan, a Chinese man with thick glossy hair and a very well-toned body. “I do! I’ve had to learn to defend myself and I’m not too bad at it. Sorry to disappoint you Xan!" Grace said in a sarcastic voice. “Don’t judge me before you know me!" Grace thought.

45 Caliber 1911 pistol which he showed me and I wondered where he got such a piece from. Clara has a Katana and can shoot guns perfectly too, he said they've both been going for combat trainings since they were kids. Clara prefers using her melee weapon than guns as she's swift and more brutal with it as Austin described. He said the infected that bite her caught her unawares when they where scanning an abandoned building to see if they can get something useful.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You dare to reject me first, your alpha king?" • main characters description: Alpha Xander Black, Crown Prince and Future King: • White skin, tall • Dirty blonde hair •Blue eyes • Athletic and muscular body •Strong alpha • The red moon pack Gina Stone, adoptive daughter of the royal beta •Burnett •Green eyes • Curvy and small •Beautiful/timid /shy • The red moon pack

That pull she had seen before with others in her family, and she wouldn’t give in to that right now. “You can call me X,” Xylia told him with a bright smile. “I will have to go soon, though. My parents are waiting for me.” “X will you be back soon?” Ehlark asked, looking heartbroken that she would leave. “I have to come back to practice,” Xylia told him with a smile, her leggings sparkling in the light. The long dress she wore was purple today that covered down to mid-thigh. “I don’t think you have to practice much. What you did for them was amazing. Not many would have done that.” Ehlark told him with a heart-stopping smile.

Her initial frown was the usual scowl she gave generally to people who were not Xavier. After some minutes, Xavier strolled in, looking like the main character from a Hollywood movie. He looks unfairly good in a tailored grey suit, the fabric hugging his broad shoulders as if it were made just for him. The deep cream shirt beneath softens the severity of the suit, the open collar giving him an effortless, confident edge. He perfectly met up to the standard of the man that was always in the blogs, whom the girls fantasize about — composed, powerful, and painfully aware of the effect he has when he walks into a room. Not flashy. Just devastatingly put together.