Game Over Charles Pretty Little Liars Novels & Stories

“So he is stable?” “For now,” Charles said. “What you did bought him time. But we are not finished yet.” I swallowed. “I figured.” He stood slowly and rolled his shoulders as if carrying the weight of the entire pack on his back. Maybe he was. He walked to the small wash area and splashed water on his face. I sat up and pulled the blanket closer around me. “Did you sense anything in the night?” “Yes,” he said without turning. “But she did not get inside this room.”

Roman gives me a kiss while firing off a round a high pitch scream is heard and we pull away from our heated kiss and look down. "YOU FUCKING BITCH IM GOING TO KILL YOU" Charles screams. "And how do you plan on doing that" I ask looking down on a bloody Charles who's holding his stomach, blood seeping through his fingers pools on to the ground around him. "Fff FU FUCK YOU" he says then goes limp. "One down" Dimitri says coming up behind me swatting me on the ass then winks. I walk around the platform spotting Kevin and now Davila who was pushed into the maze at some point.

Yet, in the end, Mom had written in her will that all the family assets were to go to me and Bernadette. From that day on, Scott swore he would surpass Malcolm. He would take what Malcolm couldn't and come out as the winner. Thus, he got close to Emma. She was my whole world. Without her, I was nothing. At first, Emma didn't pay Scott any attention. But he wasn't in a hurry. He had all the time in the world, and he didn't believe there was a person alive who wouldn't stray. He had even gotten her pregnant before I could, so how did he still end up like this?

Matteo discovered the secret, because he accidentally witnessed Alice and Rachel who were racing to finish two plates shrimp at a restaurant. Alice is finally the winner of this crazy game, but Alice's safety is almost threatened, after the audience disperses. In the Hospital... "You're stupid," Matteo said. Alice, who was lying weakly on the hospital bed, she stared weakly at Matteo. "If you already know about this secret, please don't tell Kenzo." "So all this time you've been covering up about your illness from Kenzo?" asked Matteo, standing by Alice's bedside.

Maria gently tugged his hand and cooed, "Don't be mad. It's just a game." Charles squinted all of a sudden, looking dangerous, "Just a game?" "He-he..." Maria nodded and smiled like a cute alluring fox. Standing on her tiptoes, she whispered in Charles’ ears, "We might not lose. Even if we do, she didn't say that I have to strip. You can do..." Charles was angrier. Maria quickly tried to please him, "Trust me. We won't lose!" Honestly, Charles didn't believe that Maria could win. He was confident in defeating Ben, but he wasn't so sure about it when Ben teamed up with Angel...

“You’re the first person to ever beat us in this game. We really didn't want you to win, but what you just did was phenomenal. I like to reward smart people. You earned it." Charles let out a loud, irritated scoff from his seat. He glared across the table at his brother. “Stop exaggerating, Chris," Charles snapped, his voice cold as usual. "There is nothing phenomenal about this. It is just a game." “A game no one was able to crack since the past twenty years," Chris shot back. “Just admit it, Charles. She is highly intelligent, and you know it." Charles rolled eyes and leaned back. “Whatever. You have your money now, Nurse Browne. Tell us how you cheated your way into winning this game.”

I ask; he doesn’t look up at me. “Yep, it’s fucking addictive,” he says with a childish grin. “I know Dame, I know,” I chuckle. “How many have you found?” he asks, locking his phone. “All of them, I created the game,” I laugh. “I seem to forget you're a genius,” he laughs lightly. “You shouldn’t, I know everything,” I say confidently. “Not when it comes to women,” Charles says as he gets in the car. “Shut up,” I growl.

She glances at the clock. "Actually, it's fifty-two." "Anyway, it was fast. Did you run from home?" "I did." I lean at the sofa, then look at the TV. "You're watching 'Game of thrones'? You said it was nasty, over sexual, bloody." "Not just that. There's so much cruelty," she drops a popcorn in her mouth. "But I kinda like it now. Ha ha." "Anyway, what's up with Charlie?" "He didn't tell you? He got dumped. Pretty amazing though," she laughs.

Laura was nodding her head. Kelley saw red in that instance. Marley could replace Laura. She wasn’t Charles’s daughter. That’s who Laura had been talking about. Charles was introducing Marley to his sick and twisted lifestyle, he’d probably been doing it to his mother for years. She’d been conditioned to be weak, to crawl and beg. Kelley lunged at his father, his fist making contact with his stomach, he heard a grunt before Charles had his hand around his throat. Kelley saw the gleam of silver on Charles’s knuckles and a split second later it made contact with his cheek bone.