Arnie Cunningham Christine Novels & Stories

She excitedly tells me, her strawberry blonde curls bouncing around her heart shaped face. Christine is really a lovely lady. She is short, probably barely five feet tall, and dainty. Her facial expressions are quite entertaining, her freckled nose crinkled up and it wouldn’t take an empath to tell that what she was thinking about was icky. Confused, I gawk at her. “Warrior?” I ask. “Yeah, Bobby Ray told me that Deputy Scott found your camera and there was a video of you kicking the shit out of those two guys.” She explains.

He asked. “No, no. Definitely not.” I laughed in response. I saw the way those women were fighting each other. Those girls showed no mercy to their opponents. Each strike was strong and brutal, some of them were even bleeding. A young woman came forward, watching me intently. “And who might that be?” She asked, looking at Christianna and Jin for an answer. “I am Arianna Adams. Nice to meet you.” I tended my hand to her, but she didn’t take it. She just glanced at it and then started looking at me from head to toe, and she was sniffing me. She was weird.

Will she be shocked upon seeing him, will she forgive him? The will she questions occupied his mind making it chaotic. What will he do if she doesn't forgive him? Mark did not dwell on his thoughts much because the battle was going to begin soon. "The battle between alpha Kelly of the ash band pack and alpha Matthew of the blue blood pack. Fight to the death!" The person in charge announced. The arena was in an uproar as both Matthew and Kelly stepped on the ground. The members of both packs held their breath as they prayed that their alpha emerges the winner.

All the air left my lungs at once. Lauren’s grip on my hand turned bone-crushing. “Do…” She swallowed, then tried again. “Do you know who you’re going to choose?” Carl nodded. “Christine.” Christine. It made sense. She was a wolf who joined our pack after rogues destroyed her own. A survivor. A fighter. She had never found her mate, either. She was kind, hard-working, a good friend to Clara, Danielle, and Lauren. She would be a good match. A good beta female.

They finally reached Ariana's office, a space of inspiration. Ariana gestured towards a plush chair, indicating for Susan to take a seat. Susan obliged, sinking into the luxurious chair. As their eyes met, Ariana introduced herself with a warm smile. "I'm Ariana Wyatt," she said, her voice carrying a gentle confidence. Susan reciprocated with a polite nod, feeling excitement and apprehension. "I'm Susan Miller," she replied, her voice tinged with tension.

I make a mental note to corner her later and force it out of her. "C'mon in ladies," Christine welcomes us with a smile on her face. Christine is the wife of Travis Steele, the communications/IT expert for Heaven Hill, and the sister of Jagger. She's about as deep into Heaven Hill as you can get without being born into the fold. Not only is she an awesome person though and through, but she also does amazing hair, and lately she's been taking chances with hers. I haven't seen her in a month or so, and I squeal excitedly when I see the black and purple she's got in her locks today.

"So this is your declaration of war." She was not afraid. The woman hurried over to Micah without hesitation. He gave her a quick glance before looking away, his tone cold as he asked, "What do you need?" "Teacher Micah... Don’t you remember me? I’m Arin. Five years ago…" Arin’s breath came faster, her whole body tense with urgency. As soon as she said it, Micah recalled who she was. She was Arin, from the northern Yaren tribe, the girl who had once clashed with Nina. She had a younger brother, Sean.

Standing in front of Christine, Damian asked with a playful smirk, "Who's this chick? She's quite the looker." Kane and Fergus almost burst into laughter, their faces twitching. They didn't expect Damian to be this mischievous. There he was teasing his wife. Christine was speechless as well. Did that annoying Damian think she didn't know it was him? The nerve of him to tease her like that! "Sir! Her name is Christine Spencer. She's the CEO of Spencer Corporation and reputed to be the most beautiful woman in Cloudcove," Sheldon declared. "She's quite the slut, you know. If you're interested, sir, feel free to take her with you!"

Alpha Darren did not consider his marriage to be a business marriage. Alpha Darren finally sat down again, he also wanted to clarify something that was still lingering in his mind. “You used me to cover up your shame?” He gave Annabelle a sharp look. “I am Alpha Pack Kyne! Do you know who you're messing with?” Annabelle looked down deeply, she knew and understood she was wrong. But she was also very pressured at that moment. She might be asked to abort her fetus and her boyfriend might be killed by her father if he knew all that. That's why she asked for help from the strongest person in the Pack, Alpha Darren.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.