Wheatley X Chell Novels & Stories

It seemed that my eyes were drawn back to him every time I took my eyes off him. "Come on, Helena. Let's go down. Let's greet them," Chel excitedly held my hand and dragged me down the court. I knew why she wanted to greet them. Because of Alex. Alex is Brix's fraternal twin and also one of the most popular students in school just like his brother. And Chel has had a crush on Alex for so long. "You can greet them by yourself, Chel. I want to go home," I said and stop walking. Before she could react, I already turned my back on her and walk away from her.

The moon hung low in the night sky, casting its silvery glow on the hidden corners of Chloe's world. The air was heavy with the scent of pine and anticipation as Chloe, now a werewolf, patrolled the edges of the supernatural and mortal realms. The ritual had left her with a heightened sense of awareness, a fusion of strength and vulnerability. As Chloe moved through the shadows, she sensed a presence—a familiar aura that set her on edge. Caleb emerged from the darkness, his figure cloaked in moonlight. His eyes, once filled with resentment, now held a different emotion—vulnerability.

Michelle covered her face, and Keith instinctively protected her. “You need evidence to spread rumors like that, Wanda. Is it possible that Astrid conspired with you to target Chelle? “I’ve said it before, Chelle and I are just good friends. She doesn’t need to be so petty about this whole thing. I’ll take responsibility for her and the baby. “Chelle poses no threat to her so why must she be so aggressive?” Michelle burst into tears, and Keith's heart ached for her.

She gently took Wasyl's battered arm, her eyes brimming with concern. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I got it all wrong. Honey, are you okay? Show me where it hurts." Wasyl winced as Cheryl touched his arm, sucking in air through clenched teeth. "Ouch, ouch, ouch!" Cheryl's eyes welled up with tears as she fumed, "What's wrong with that Mr. Eaden Wafer? Ordering a beatdown without even showing his face? And that Makson, isn't he supposed to be on Wafer's payroll?"

Soon, under Wallace Yoke’s deliberate lead, they all kowtowed to Alex again. “All hail the Immortal Doctor!” “Everyone of us hails the Immortal Doctor!” When Cheryl Coney looked at Alex, she felt that he was like a million rays of light or a blazing flame in the sky. Meanwhile, she was willing to turn into a tiny moth and dive into the flame. However, right then, a beautiful woman walked in. Light on her feet, she walked up to Alex. She was none other than Waltz Fleur. When Waltz saw Cheryl holding Alex’s hand, she raised her brows. “Who… Who are you to him?” she asked.

Yachne said Rye was sitting across from Yachne with a beer. He handed one to Yachne. Rye played the beer before he drank it and stared at the drone. "Thank you," told Yachne. "I only want to know if Khali is all right." Rye drank beer. "Khali can handle herself. She said that to me many times. She's an MMA fighter. She's the best student on the shooting range she's enrolled in before."

Chelsea leaped straight up, kicking off from the huge icicles , using it as a springboard, she shot out like a bullet fired from gun, landing right under the tortorantula . The smell of rotten meat burned her nostrils. The tortorantula was clicking its pincers more furiously ever than before clearly it didn't like its vision obscured . Chelsea however got ready to charge ignoring the angry bellows , she came up , kneeling with her sword in hands .She drove her sword straight into its underside, slashing its furry body . The tortorantula roared in agony. It flailed, clicked its pincers , then began to disintegrate , crumbling as if it was made of sand,it burst apart, showering Mia with chunks

That evening down in Mysticfall, Tyler Dawson entered the stone arch of the Lube mansion, bringing the raw news of Charles Whitaker’s sudden termination with him. "I didn't think Chloe would turn into such a lethal hunter, Ada," Tyler said, cracking the seal on a jar of mountain moonshine and taking a long draw. "The old man was begging on his knees in the snow, but her stick didn't waver once. I find her current scent rather terrifying."

"I, Derrick Stiles, hereby reject you Gwen Dylan as my mate." He had declared. I was devastated, my heart was torn, bruised and shattered, I couldn't feel my legs. I was crushed. Just yesterday, I found out Derrick was my mate. It had spread faster than lighting to all packs in the vicinity. Ava had spread the word of course. Everyone could hardly believe their ears, the moon goddess was definitely playing tricks, an alpha had never been mates with an omega wolf. Everyone couldn't wait to see me get rejected and humiliated.