Charles Red Dead Novels & Stories

Larry Laughs, “They are going to a place far worse than hell.” “Winter, your brothers need to remove the American flag.” Says Joshua. “I will talk to them, but I know they won't.” “Well, then, I can't protect them.” “I will try to persuade them.” If there is one who can persuade her brothers, it would be someone they respect that forty-nine-year-old Charles has been in prison his whole life. He is light in complexion and has a bald head with a thick mustache; his head and face are covered with tattoos, and his body; Charles is a general inside the prison.

“They have done worse.” Charles said as he exited the car. “Really?” I asked them. “Yes, they have jumped out of moving trains, Helicopters still in the air, moving vehicles, and whatnot. Don’t even ask, it’s horrible.” Charles described with a horrified expression. “You are just too chicken, Charley! None of what we did was horrible. While you were busy being a pretty boy, we were busy saving the country.” Charles rolled his eyes at James’ words. “That’s why I have more money than you! Apparently, being a pretty boy pays more than serving the country. Also, I don’t have scars from war!”

Adair states looking around the place. “Hello, welcome to Ride and Die. My name is Greg, how can I help you today?” An old man who looks to be about in his forties approaches us from behind the counter and his face goes from welcoming to shocked in a matter of seconds. “You're…you're Alexander Adair.” He stutters fear evident in his voice.

INVESTIGATION DEPARTMENT STATION – DIANA’S POV We gathered around Mr. Douglas, all eyes on the high-tech display glowing on the desk. The image flickered, zooming in on a red dot pulsing over a location. “Our first target is him,” Douglas said. A photo flashed on the screen, a black man with grey eyes, a devilish deep scar at the top of his nose down to his lips. He was the kind of man they could probably describe as villains in a novel.

“Sorry. Renji is being…Renji. Billiards. I play billiards to help relax me or to try and help focus me. There is one set up in my room that Alpha gifted me as a welcome to the leadership craziness.” “Well, that explains a lot.” He chuckled. “Alright, your turn.” Charles got over and exited the highway. I looked around at the area but I didn’t know where we were. His face was a little tighter than it was a moment ago as he drove down the streets he seemed to know very well. “Where are we going?” “A place that I hate but as Silas said…I need to decide and I’ve decided.”

“I’m only asking what he does for a living. He should be able to answer unless he’s lying about who he is and what he does—-.” “Charles, is that you? It is you; you’re bad, bad boy.” A shrill voice says from across the room. The entire table turns towards a redhead approaching the table. She is well dressed, a perfect size six, and looks like she is in her early forties.

ATTICUS IS A vampire but the color of his eyes tells that he's not a pure-blooded one. Only the pure ones bear red eyes while the ones with golden yellow, like Atticus, are turned vampires. "BELLA?! It's Jacob! Help him!" Clarrise shrieked. I was pulled from my trance when I heard Clarrise. I quickly took the bow and arrow to shoot the men who tried to hurt Jacob. I shoot the other man in his hand and the other man on his shoulder. I shot them again and this time I shoot their legs. As they both fell to the ground Atticus came running to Jacob and helped him.

But at last there is a suspicion happened with rosy. Usually alish laptop had red color cover, but now it is in black covered. I can see there is a small chip attached to it. *****

“I said get lost! I’m not falling for your tricks again!” Charles leaned against the bars and looked Billy straight in the eye. “C’mon, Billy. Do you really think that fake Charles would call you ‘old buddy’?” Billy paused, his anger faltering as he squinted at Charles. “You… it’s really you? Then where the hell have you been? Do you know what’s been happening? Red Moon Pack has declared war, and I got thrown in here waiting for you to show up!” Charles recounted everything—his accident, his capture, and the chaos he endured in Fjord Pack. When he finished, Billy’s face shifted from anger to disbelief and finally to relief.

Even Charles, I saw other sides of him I didn't get to see at Red claw park. He easily gets flustered when teased, which was something that didn't happen at Red claw pack. It was as if he hid all of his other traits only to reveal them here. The Charles at Red claw was always serious, caring and over protective. But here at Dawnsville, he was still as overprotective and caring as ever, but the seriousness disappeared into the thin air.