Robert Charles Wilson Novels & Stories

I froze. A man stood by the edge of the trees, lighting a cigarette with steady hands. Smoke curled around him like a crown of shadows. He looked like sin in a suit, dark, dangerous, and maddeningly composed. His eyes didn’t flinch, didn’t waver. He didn’t even seem to care that I was on the verge of collapsing, yelling, or trying to escape. He was watching me like I was a mildly interesting movie he didn’t pay to see. He was watching like he was actually enjoying it!

The next morning, Wilson and Charlie were in a hospital in Major Street, Tiger City. After the match and potion splurging, as soon as Wilson's case had stabilized, Charlie boarded a super fast hovercar that he had hired from who-knows-where and sped through the night to arrive at the most expensive hospital in the Tiger City by morning. Wilson was admitted and Charlie sat by his side, watching him while skimming through the news on his new projection wristwatch. The doorknob twisted. Charlie looked at the door, then at Wilson and finally at the time on his watch. It was not yet time for the doctor's checkup. He stood up, alarmed. A gun appeared in his left hand and a knife in his right.

His experiments are extraordinary and new Being the only person who is crazy yet has a full knowledge of everything happening. he is famous too. Charles doesn't like Wilson cause of his careless behavior and his attitude. Some people even think that Wilson is the descendent of Dr.Philip who is a legendary scientist who was given to the other side of the wall during the war? And Wilson is trying to create the same kind of magic potion which can increase the power of humans to 100 people over years making people sure of that. But Wilson never succeeds in actually creating it. The secret of making it ..also lies in the book.

Mr Peter said and left them alone to talk. “Hello.” Vivian said nervously. “Hey, Vivian. I’m Charles you can call me Charlie.” Charles said, offering his hand for a shake, which Vivian politely accepted. Charles looked nothing more than twenty five years old yet he was the director, many would wonder how, apart from his baby face he was a genius with computers , especially designing and he has made a name for himself across the country as one of the best designers. “Nice to meet you.” Vivian said smiling.

There is definitely something wrong with him. "Bed?" "Separately," I add, narrowing my eyes. Silence stretches between us. My heart is beating beyond anything healthy, as I try not to think about what my mate might commit to. Suddenly, Grayson raises his hand up. "I wear this." It's a ring. Similar to Jaspers, but lighter...Newer. It glints under the light menacingly. Just the sight of it has my hands quivering at my side. "It stops me from going crazy," Grayson tells me. He looks so sincere it's terrifying.

“Jacob Wilson has a very mediocre personal history, and there’s basically nothing that he can do well. If it wasn’t for his benefactor, he would’ve remained paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life with no possibility of recovery. I’ve already looked through Jacob Wilson’s family background and connections. Aside from Charlie Wade, who has a mysterious background, everyone around Jacob is as mediocre as him. It’s impossible for any of them to help him!” Sherry hurriedly said, “But Young Lady, Charlie Wade’s background isn’t mysterious at all! We could see it clearly at just a glance. Compared to the Wilson family, he’s not even worthy of being called mediocre...” “No!” Kathleen said serious

He kept telling himself. After some hours, they finally stepped foot into the Crescent pack. Uncle Bob and Mr Samuel's teeth clenched. The smell of wolves only reminded them of the death of Eleanor's mother. The only thing that crossed their mind was to end them all at once. "Let's go." Detective Rob told them after they looked around a bit. The smell of wolves drifted into their nostrils. What annoyed uncle Bob the most was how they lived their lives as if they deserved to live when they were only monsters that deserved to be wiped out from the face of the Earth.

He places his hand inside his left jacket, taking out his reading glasses and placing them back on his face. He makes his way inside the building towards his dorm. At the entrance to his stairway awaits his childhood friend Brandon. A young boy who is the total opposite of his. Brandon is known by most people. He's popular and outgoing. Dark brown hair and toned fair-skinned, with a sculpted body he likes to show off. Although Russell is in better shape than he is, and could probably kick his ass in an instant. But no one knows of Russell's hidden talent and a favorite hobby of illegal underground cage fighting.

In the hospital in country C… Charles didn’t wake up till dawn. When he opened his eyes, he saw Riley sleeping like a log on the sofa. He already changed his suit into his pajamas. Charles was a little amazed. This man seemed loyal to David Norman. He followed his order as though his words were the final words for him.

Charles quickly sends a photo of a very obese naked man holding a bunch of dollar bills. Me: You sent that WAY too fast, sicko. Charles: hahahaha you know I have an arsenal of photos like that just for you. Me: I don’t doubt it. I put the phone down and go back to my book, writing a few more sentences before Charles texts me again. Charles: Just listened. Who did you run into?