Calling Chris Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, I picked up my phone and on the third peep, the call was connected. “Thank goddess you called. You must be a mind reader now, ‘cos I was about to call you myself,” Chris' voice came sharp on the other end. “Ohhhh… that sounds cool. Why were you planning to call me? Can it wait? I have something urgent I need to let you and Oriel on,” It's urgent and for some weird reasons, I want to hear what Chris has to say first. He's been involved from the very beginning.

Without wasting time, Chris brought out his phone and called Darell. Darell stopped in the middle of the words he had been saying to the town leader's assistant, Rex when he heard his phone ringing. He excused himself and checked who it was. When Darell saw that Chris was in the line, he told the assistant and picked up the call, thinking that his friend might have a message to pass across to the assistant. "Chris, what's up? I'm with your assistant right now, do you have any message you would like to get across to him?" Darell asked immediately after he picked up the call.

Chris collapsed onto it, sweat soaking his back. Travis stood in the doorway, arms crossed. “I keep hearing cop sirens? Are those for you?” Chris gave a weak laugh. “Something like that.” “I don’t wanna know, do I?” “No,” Chris said. “But I need to make a call.” Travis sighed and tossed him a burner phone from a drawer. “Make it quick.” Chris dialed, heart thudding all over again. The line rang twice. “Who is this?” Anthony’s voice came through, low and cautious.

I close my eyes and when I open them, a clear resolve slams into me. I'm just going to Steele’s group to work. Apologize about what happened. Ignore Hunter and just…work. Exhaling, I hold onto the folders and will myself to start walking. I slip into my car, toss the folders into the passenger seat just as my phone buzzed. I reach for my bag and fish my phone out. Chris. I stare at it, wondering why the hell he won't leave me be. He's been calling insistently. His texts comes.

I took a step back and folded my arms across my chest, waiting for him. A minute or so passed but Callan still didn't come out. "Callan come on we're going to be late!" I screamed as I got impatient. "Just a minute I'm looking for something!!" He screamed back and I heard a crashing noise come from inside, followed by a huge growl. "CALLAL LOOK FOR IT AFTER THE CEREMONY!" I screamed/ growled as I got annoyed at him. What the fuck was he even looking for??! "JUST GIVE ME A MINUTE GODDAMN IT" He screamed back. Oh this fucker!

It was as if Chris had vanished from the world without leaving a trace. Anxiety washed over Charmine as she grew antsy. Ring…! Ring…! Her phone rang...and it was Momo! Charmine instantly answered the call. “Momo! Where are you?!” “Mommy, come home quickly, I need to talk to you! Remember, don’t let the old man know!” instructed the angry Chris. Charmine wanted to talk more, but he hung up before she could. The old man he mentioned must have been Anthony.

Seeing Vanessa's name on the caller ID brought an interesting combination of relief and rage. “Where are you?” he demanded when he answered, not even bothering to say hello. “I’m at Christopher's office downtown, with Chloe ,” she replied, her voice vibrating with barely suppressed excitement. “I found out who Chris is.” “Chris?” For a moment, he didn’t make the connection. “You mean the Chris that was on the prenup we found?” “Exactly!” Intrigued, he waited for her to explain. When she didn’t, he prodded her. “Well? Are you going to tell me who she is?”

"You should get him to tell you about the summers we spent with the same friend group in our early twenties. A lot of good stories there." The elevator opened at that moment and Chris stepped out, his jacket on, his phone in his hand, already scanning the lobby for me. He found me and his face did the thing it did, and then his eyes moved to the woman beside me and something else crossed his expression, not alarm exactly, but a shift I caught and filed away without knowing yet what to do with. "Ayesha." He came directly to me and kissed my cheek, and then looked at Vanessa with the controlled neutrality of a man making a quick social calculation. "Vanessa. I didn't know you were coming in to

Chris is already used with the demon appearing announced so he wasn't surprised anymore. "Maybe I am." he answered while wiping the table. The demon didn't respond so Chris focused on cleaning. He was about to throw out the trash when his phone rang. He immediately took his phone out, expecting that it will be his mother but an unknown number is calling. He felt odd once again, he answered the call and waited for the other line to speak, "Hello, is this the son of Mr. and Mrs. Dillon?" Chris felt his heart skip a beat. "Yes, this is Chris Dillon. May I know who’s speaking?” He asked the woman on the other line.

"Glad to see you're awake. Before we get started for the day, I have a phone call that I need to make. "Okay," I responded sleepily, "as long as you keep stroking my hair like that." Chris laughed as he grabbed his phone from the nightstand next to his bed and fiddled with it for a few minutes before continuing to laugh. After that, he put the gadget to his ear and waited for the person to whom he had called to respond to his inquiry.