Charles Red Dead Novels & Stories

“So that we could watch today’s match, and I was hoping Reed would be here too. Where is he?” “Out” “That narrows it down.” “Please don’t start! I am not in the mood for your quirks or loud matches.” “So what’s your plan then? Stay inside the room until your mate miraculously realises you are sorry and forgives you?” “That’s neither here nor there,” I settled on, shaking my legs and avoiding his eyes. “You are hopeless!” “Thanks for the reminder. I’ll keep that in mind while handing you a pay check.” Charles cursed under his breath, his tone immediately softening. “My dear friend, what I was trying….”

SOMEWHERE IN SALADO “Yes! It's working, it is all working perfectly.” Charles cheered as he poured himself another glass of wine, he gulped it and did a happy dance. “We haven't even done anything yet, why are you celebrating?” The lady next to him scoffed as she also poured herself a glass of wine. “Come on, it is meant to be celebrated! It's not easy taking a whole Damien Robbin down.” “We haven't even taken him down yet, it takes a lot to do that.”

I’m running as fast as I can through the trees, my heart is racing. I feel like it will explode any minute. I can see the opening in the gate, my escape isn’t far off. I hear people yelling dogs barking, I know they are searching for me. I’m almost to the exit, my freedom, “Stop right there!!!” The guard yelled. I keep running, there’s a gunshot and it all goes black.

DANTE Silently, I eased the door open and peered into the room, spotting one of Orlando's men meticulously arranging the space. It appeared he had been reduced to a servant, a mere houseboy in Orlando's empire. Taking aim at his heart, I squeezed the trigger, the sound of the gunshot punctuating the air. The man crumpled onto the bed, his lifeblood staining the pristine white sheets. One adversary eliminated, leaving six more to confront. Stepping further into the room, Matteo, Tom, and John followed closely behind me, ready for the imminent confrontation. With a subtle nod from me, they dispersed, each armed with the determination to eradicate those despicable men.

CHAPTER SEVEN Part of Aleta’s favorite red hoodie turned up in some bramble outside of the city. It was cut, shredded, and stained. Animals had been gnawing and tearing at it, pulling it apart thread by thread by thread with their canines and incisors and grinding molars. From what they recovered of Aleta’s body, she had also been gnawed and ripped, but the animals pulling her apart had been a different sort. Angry Marie made a decision, then, and the impact of that decision would way heavy in her soul for the rest of her life. But seeing as her soul was pretty much tattered beyond recognition anyway, it didn’t seem like that much of a leap.

Darryl doesn't care what happens to others, he only cares about Regina. "Um. I’m okay." After hanging up, Darryl grabbed his coat and prepared to leave the room. "Darryl, we're in the middle of a discussion." Darryl's close friend spoke up. He is Charles. Everyone knows Charles as a genuine playboy. He is a billionaire with a collection of hundreds of super luxury cars. Charles, Darryl and Kane are three close friends. Recently, Darryl got into some trouble with the notorious mafia boss of many years, Harding, which is why Charles returned to Italy to help Darryl.

Charlie was originally very angry, but when he heard the invitation from his very ambitious uncle, his anger immediately subsided and he hurriedly responded: "Go, go, we'll be there soon..." The Alpha Red only had some wealth in The Black Hills. Outside of The Black Hills, who would recognize Alpha Red? Alpha Jason was different. Jason was a noble Billionaire Alpha in the Black Hills and in all over the world. Coupled with his vigorous and resolute methods and his ability to make a lot of money in recent years, anyone who mentions this name had to give a thumbs up. Charlie had always wanted to have a relationship with this Ice Wolf, but he didn't like to talk to him. Today he took the initia

(Not realizing how quickly Charlie was moving in he gets kicked in the face as Charlie's slides across the ground on Dantzler's head. Charlie: Now take ya BLUDCLAAD NAP!! (Quickly proceeding to open fire emptying his magazine on Dantzler's body on the ground, dust is seen kicking up everywhere and after a moment Charlie switches to his sidearm and proceeds to empty that as well finishing with a spinning slash of his knife. He breathes heavily for a moment then turns away only to hear coughing and laughing coming from the ground)

Nah! Dolion is my boss, the one with the hidden agenda. Can’t wait to know about him? Then wait for it, everything starts unfolding, as far as Grey’s woman is concerned.. I wonder why Charles had parked his red truck a long distance away from the pack when there is enough space in the garage and even in front of his bungalow. “ Poor boy dying to be loyal to the so-called Alpha Grey.” I curled my lips as I waited in my truck for Charles to move some distance away before I turn on the heat in my engine.

I cant let those gentlemen see me with blood stains all over my shirt. I have to put on something less bloody and more casual. he said opening the trunk of the car. Nice! They are certainly not of my standards, but if I have to put on these rags just so I can get in unnoticed as a normal person, I shall. said Charles picking up a torn T-shirt, a ripped jean trouser with dirt stains all over and a worn out flip flops he found at the trunk of the car.