Novel & Cerita Charlie Charlie Game Story

“How long have you known about the existence of side quests?” Charlie threw his arm around Zen’s neck to wrestle him into a light chokehold position. It wasn’t very difficult for the Gambler to give the short gamer a noogie as payback for keeping all the good information to himself while everyone else fumbled like clueless bats in this virtual dungeon game.

"It's impossible! This is a lie! Eve, you're punishing me, aren't you? I was wrong, I truly was wrong!" At that moment, the large screen in the banquet hall went black. Then, Charlie's voice echoed through the hall, his conversation with his shady friends playing on a loop. "I'm only lying to her this once. Let me have my fun at The Velvet Bite a little longer, and then I'll marry her." "Get me some more wild ones! Three a day!"

I recalled how Emma would repeat the same excuse. "You have to see it from my side, Shawn. I'm the CEO of a company, so I definitely have to lead by example and keep my promises. Charlie is a high-stakes hire as well, so I can't afford to have him feeling slighted." I reflected on that and became even more convinced that they had made a game out of my wedding every time. Did they really think I wouldn't notice? Their wager during the 19th time was that the wedding would be called off if Charlie could run from the hall to the stage, which was only 330 feet, in under a minute. Charlie, standing close to six feet and three inches, could have easily made it even by crawling.

I don’t need to read the card to know they’re from Archer. “You must have a secret admirer,” Charlene says as she sets the vase down. “He’s not secret.” I’m smiling as I stand, reaching for the card. “He’s my boyfriend.” “I didn’t realize you were dating anyone.” Her fake voice reaches a new level of pitch. “Is it Jacob again?”

When we attempted to trap Charlie, it didn’t go as planned. Charlie laughed as he walked through the halls, humming a tune I recognized from childhood. When it was my turn to try to trap him, I was thrown off when he suddenly appeared behind me. Before I could escape, he grabbed me and wrapped his arms around me. “This is fun.” He spoke into my ear. “It ends now. Before I take your life, I will let you in on a little secret.” He pressed his head against mine, taking a deep breath before continuing to talk. “When I started this, I was the first guinea pig. I didn’t know what would happen, but the results were astounding. I injected myself with the serum first.”

Reena internally screamed. “Want to play a game?” That same smooth voice sounded from the far corner of the room, where the shadows were thickest and its sinful whispers loudest. “A game? What game?” Reena tried to ask calmly, but the alarm bells were going off. Everything was wrong with this situation, this was not how this encounter was supposed to go. “Tsk, how boring.” The voice purred again, only this time it was laced with disappointment. “No matter, the game is already afoot, it would be impossible to stop it now.”

"This is the charm you gave me when I woke up in the hospital after nearly dying. You said you wanted me to be safe for the rest of my life, you remember?" I did. This was the protective charm I prayed for, after the ninety-ninth time sleeping with him, praying for his safety and happiness. I looked at him coldly. "What's the use of all this talk? It's too late. I've fallen out of love with you. "Did you hear that? I don't love you anymore. Get that in your head." Shane froze as tears welled up in his eyes, and he sounded like he was on the verge of crying. "I don't believe you! You must be lying to me!"

♧♧♧ And oh boy, was I right. After Boston University won the game, Tyler and some of his teammates decided to throw a party at his apartment. Conveniently, his building was right next to the one Zaire and I were staying in. The music was loud, bass shaking through the whole apartment while people danced, shouted, and laughed over each other. The place was packed wall to wall, hot and chaotic, and everybody looked like they were having the time of their lives. Everybody except me. I stood with Tyler and two of his friends, trying to keep up with whatever they were talking about, nodding when I was supposed to nod, forcing smiles when they laughed. But my focus was gone.

“Call your west hideout.” Matteo’s grin faltered for half a second. “The fuck you talking about?” “Pick up your phone,” Vito said. “Call them. Now.” Matteo stared at him, then barked out another laugh. He pulled out his phone and dialed, putting it on speaker so everyone could hear. The line rang. Once. Twice. Five times. No answer. He tried again. Still nothing. On the third attempt, someone finally picked up. “Yeah?” a lazy voice answered.

You look beautiful," Anika exclaimed. Sarah grinned and bowed her head, but not before Anika noticed the tiny pink on her cheeks. Jacob made an impatient motion toward Casper. "Why are you standing here while he is standing over there?" Jacob's face stiffened as he examined the room. "I should have known the old bastard would be here." Anika followed his eyes and found Pete Foxhorn holding court within earshot of Casper. Though she wouldn't confess it to Jacob, seeing their business adversary hammering on Casper Sullivan made her incredibly nervous.