Charlie Place Novels & Stories

He resumed drinking his coffee. Charlie made a face and returned her attention to the view of the university. She said, “I am from Halliport.” “Halliport. Halliport,” Taylor echoed. “Isn’t that like ten cities away?” “Twelve, actually,” Charlie corrected. “If I am not mistaken, Halliport is a big city. Why are you here?” Taylor asked.

Liam was going crazy. *** Some minutes earlier... "Charlie," said Liam into his phone, "she's gone crazy with it. She sent my wife screenshots." "I have her location already," said Charlie. He had a tone of not wanting to talk to Liam. "A two storey duplex in a suburban area in the South. I've got a man close by." "Charlie, slow down." He stood and began to pace the room. "We shall find a better way." "I got this, Liam."

Charlie said, “I'll go to Champs Elys hot spring villa to see my grandparents first tonight. Later, I'll bring some pills with me and visit Scarlet Pinnacle Manor. Since I promised those three old gentlemen today to give them an opportunity, I can't let them wait too long, especially so for Mr. Sandsor. He can't wait much longer in his condition.” Upon hearing that Charlie would go to Scarlet Pinnacle Manor tonight, Vera asked excitedly, “Young Master, are you really coming to Scarlet Pinnacle Manor tonight?” Charlie said firmly, “Of course, but it also depends on whether it’s convenient for you and the three old gentlemen. If it's inconvenient, we can postpone it to another day.” “It’s conv

"Fine. Let's have sex. You can fuck me all you want and I can suck your dick all night long. Just tell me where you are right now." "Your place or mine?" Charlie asked right away, and I can see the excitement in his message. He must be head over heels wherever he is right now. Damn it! Why can he just tell me already? "Yours," I replied. Charlie: "All right then. I'm stuck in traffic. I'll be home probably by eight. See you there! And oh, before I forget, the password to my apartment is 011192." 010192? Why do I have this kind of feeling that his password had something to do with me? I looked at my phone screen again, believing I had misread his message.

I watch as my door opened and Charlie walked in with plastic in his hands. "Oh, did I disturb something?" He asked, hanging up the call. Ending the call, I shook my head. "No, actually, you have the perfect timing." "Oh?" He put the plastic down and took a sit on my desk. Ignoring the fact that he's sitting on my desk, I explained everything. "Oh, so technically, the daycare attracts customers with their looks?" Charlie asked, "But aren't they mostly married?!" "Old people problems." Beth laughed, "They just want to look but no touch."

He resumed drinking his coffee. Charlie made a face and returned her attention to the view of the university. She said, “I am from Halliport.” “Halliport. Halliport,” Taylor echoed. “Isn’t that like ten cities away?” “Twelve, actually,” Charlie corrected. “If I am not mistaken, Halliport is a big city. Why are you here?” Taylor asked.

“Good morning to you too, Em. I see you’ve made yourself comfortable.” She leaned forward, elbows on my desk, green eyes sharp. “Comfort is secondary to intel. So. What. Happened. With Charlie last night? Details. I want coordinates, troop movements, casualty reports.” I pulled a vendor file I didn’t need and turned, leaning against the cabinet. “Nothing happened. I crashed in his guest room. We had breakfast. The end.” She snorted. “Bullshit. You moved in with the man you’ve been in love with since, literally, the dawn of time, and ‘nothing happened’? I’ve seen your PowerPoints. You don’t do ‘nothing.’ You do five-phase plans with contingency flowcharts.”

In the case of charmers, mutilated and forced to participate in torture and genocide, maybe some of them preferred to be dead. She would have. The blackest of the charmers, those who participated willingly in the slaughter of Haunt for the chance to wallow in ungodly wealth, were singled out for vilification in the history. The author seemed to relish listing their various crimes and the measures taken to bring them down. It wasn’t pretty. Eventually the Haunt became so successful at killing charmers that efforts had been made to breed them, but that had proved unsuccessful. Charmers were a wildcard mutation, and defied all efforts to recreate on demand. Thank God.

“This is a stolen vehicle. Sooner or later the cops are going to be on a look out for it and they're going to want to know what we're doing with it.” She was right, once again. Anthony sat up straight and sighed. “So, where do we go? We can't stay at a hotel. It'll be too expensive.” “We could find an apartment to stay, someplace no one will expect to find Anthony Wells,” she suggested. ______ The apartment complex looked empty from the outside, abandoned and eerie looking. By the time they'd climbed up a couple flight of stairs, they had discovered a dozen people living in it. “Down the hall, first door to your right,” someone had said, directing them to the only empty space left in the din

Charlie asked as he placed his sunglasses on the top of his head and grabbed a bottle of water from the centre console cup holder, “The Pride we are going to meet, the leader is an old friend, we haven’t spoken in a while and we didn’t leave each others company on great terms,” the Panther explained, not on great terms? what an understatement, Sarah told Valaria if she ever returned to Nevada she would be strung up by the neck and used as a chew toy for feral Panthers, all down to one small indiscretion, “What did you do?” Lucy asked as she sat up and grabbed a cigarette from Charlie's breast pocket,