Chandler From Mr Beast Novels & Stories

“Chan would like a mocha and pasta. And I would like a straight black and pasta as well.” The waitress wrote down their orders, then said, “Thanks,” and walked away. With the order out of the way, Jeremy eagerly returned his attention to his date and began chatting. “So, Chan, tell me a bit more about yourself. What do you do? I mean, I don’t mean to pry into your life, but just, you know…” Chan took a sip of the cold water beside her and then said, “Well, as you know, my full name is Chandra Chandler. I’m a Kiwi. Well, half Cambodian, half Kiwi.”

“ What the heck? You want to decapitate my dick? “ Chad exclaimed as he exposed his face. Maria was shocked, of course she did a terrible job. Chad went static when he recognised who the girl was, it was the giant baby color Blue. “ It's you. “ Maria was face to face with the image of Chad Macmiller. Not once in the competition had she seen his face. Chad had a ripped face, muscular and finely lined. His jawbone was sharp and majestic, to die for. He had full, carved brows and a deep blue eyes that she could get forever lost gazing into. She staggered backwards, “ I'm sorry Mr Macmiller. “

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

When I finally found her again I couldn’t help but grin in pride, Rebbeka and Chandler were speaking to her. I approached grinning from ear to ear as Rebbeka was practically radiating joy, her rich golden brown hue and amber flecked eyes singling under the sunlight. Chandler, my cousin, was much shorter than his mate but that didn’t stop him from kissing her. I always felt my heart beat a little faster around them, Chandler had a similar personality to my mother. I guess those genetics were strong.

"You have already met my bro and Helma. These two are his ride-or-die pals." Rana, still cozy with Henry, nodded toward Chandler, "That is Chandler, the big shot from Pacific City Young Enterprise. I just call him Chandler, though." Chandler lounged on the couch, barely glancing up at Henry, his eyes giving off a frosty vibe. Although he managed to keep in a scoff, it was a close call. Henry was all smiles and politeness, stepping up to Chandler and offering a handshake, "Mr. Young."

I've been good, and I must say life is good. Delcan POV As I looked at Chantelle, I noticed that she seemed distant, as if her mind was elsewhere. I knew that she had been through a lot, and I wanted to help her in any way I could. "Chantelle, I know that you've been through a lot, and I'm here for you," I said. "You can tell me anything, and I'll listen." Chantelle looked at me, her eyes filling with tears. "I don't know where to start," she said. I took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Start at the beginning," I said. "And take your time. I'm not going anywhere." Chantelle took a deep breath and began to speak, her voice shaking at first, but gradually growing stronger. She told me

Sounds like a familiar voice. "Young man... she's the love of my life... Onnie." Papa was excited. He calls me his second love after Nana. That's how he introduces me to someone. I turned around and found Chandler freaking Lyons, in my house coming out of the washroom, which means it's his car. The first time, seeing him in casual with black jeans and a full-sleeved t-shirt is kind of weird. He seems a little young. About as young as my other older brother, Kane, who is 31 years old and younger than 33 years old Liam. Why the hell is he here? He is also wounded. His forehead is swollen. He hit my Papa?

She asks again and he nods, empathetically. “Yes, you do. Me.” He takes her hand in his and pulls her forward, so that he can hug her. She can smell his excitement on the air and feel the energy vibrating through him. His pure joy is contagious and without even fully understanding it, she is hugging him back tightly, laughing with him. “God, I am so happy to have found you!” He says, giving her a quick kiss on the top of her head, before he pulls back. “Oh, by he way my name is Chandry Alexander Potter but everyone calls me Chad.”

Chandler spoke furiously. He was almost knocked out of the arena by Chase's punch earlier, but fortunately, he managed to dissipate that terrifying force at the last moment. It was clear now that Chase was not just a name without merit. Chandler dismissed his arrogance and unleashed his full strength, releasing the overwhelming aura of a peak martial lord. "It's over. Chandler's serious now. Chase is done for!" "Yeah, I thought for a second Chase might actually pull off a miracle and punch him out of the arena," someone murmured.

After nine years, the time has finally reached for him to complete his mission and prove to his people that he is capable of taking his father's place as the next leader of the clan. "I am glad that you understand your task. Your parents are proud of you as they watch from above." Mr. William stated. "UMM." Angel answered. At six-thirty, Snow and her parents were in their car and on their way to the campsite. "Snow, do you want to start your favorite camping song?" Mr. Wright asked his daughter after seeing her frown from the v-mirror. "No, dad. I don't." Snow replied. "Okay, then. I am just going to drive in silence."