Chris Janson Novels & Stories

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

I snap lightly. I have been friends with Chris since college. When we were young and insane. Over the years I like to think I have mellowed down but Chris is still on about that life. He claims to be a playboy for life. He is forty two and the idiot still keeps late nights, goes to wild parties with models and cocaine like he was still a college sophomore.

Having to watch females being paraded in front of him, listen to the amorous activity that sucker punched him every time he heard it. “Dulls the pain.” Chris’ head slipped off his hand, landing on his arm as he slumped forward, a quiet snore erupting from his nose. Letting out a huff, Jaxson rose, slipping Chris’ arm around his shoulder, he reasonably easily lifted him from the chair, supporting his weight from the kitchen and through the house. Chris may have been taller than him by a few inches, but he certainly wasn’t as bulky, Jaxson always supposed the Royals didn’t need to be bulky. That was what wolves like him were for.

“You mean it will not be just the two of us?” “Yes dear, you need to make your act as convincing as possible, this is a billion dollar project and we are staying there not just for a day but for quite some time.” Showing me a picture of a man at his 30s with emerald green eyes matching his dark brown hair in army cut. Even with his black sleeves I can sense that he has a full pack abs hiding inside. “He is one of us .Meet Chris, you’ll be working with him, you’ll be seeing him on the plane later, I trust the brain inside that shell dear, I know you can find him.”

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

The others kept on brushing it off as a coincidence, but personally, I don’t fucking believe in coincidences. They both suddenly stop talking and look up at us with surprised faces. I don’t know why they are fucking surprised. We had this meeting booked. Jace starts pacing in my mind, itching to get out. He’s been more and more on edge lately, just as much as I have been. “Alpha Wyatt, is there something I can help you with?” Chief Council Jones says, looking between all of us. Dad looks at him with a deadpan expression, I can tell he’s just as frustrated as I am, but after years of practice, he can hold a good poker face.

I still didn't understand how the hell a wild boar had come to be one of Abigail's beloved pets. Then I realized the silence that had formed in the room and that Jason was trying to get up. “What...?” I trailed off as I looked up and met Christopher's furious eyes. “What’s supposed to be happening here?” His soft words completely distorted the stiffness of his face. "I'm just undoing the tension in this bad boy's neck," I replied, patting a very nervous Jason on the neck. "But we were leaving," Junior said getting up like a spring. "Thanks for the appetizers, Miss Conti, everything was really good."

“Let me introduce you guys, this is the grandmaster of the Chris family, Lord Bourne Chris, who is also the greatest person in the history of my family. Four hundred years ago, he brought glory to the Chris family, and now he’s awake, so he will lead the Chris family to shock the whole world and make the Chris family the overlords of the world again. If you submit to my family at this time, you can also occupy a place in the world in the future, otherwise, you can just wait to be destroyed,” Bieber said excitedly.

“He was a big fan of the Matrix movie, which actually inspired his career path. So, he adopted the name for himself. Very weird guy, I must say. Weird, but smart” “Alright. I won’t trust him that much, but I would hold you responsible if things go south” “There’s nothing to be scared of. You have my words” “Okay then. Tell me more about this our mystery AnonyChris guy” “Yeah! I was coming to that. Turns out his name is Christopher Watkins. Does the name ring a bell?” “Chris…topher Watkins… Christo… Nah! I haven’t heard such before”

Alpha Marco and I both snapped our heads up from where we sat at his desk to the man standing in the doorframe, who I assumed was Beta Alex given his extraordinarily large stature and solid build. “Julius, this is my Beta, Alex.” Alpha Marco introduced us as he stood from his chair. I extended my hand to Beta Alex as I straightened myself beside Marco. He took it with a surprisingly firm grip, nodding his head in a show of respect before his hazel eyes met mine. His smooth, dark skin paired with striking eyes and near-flawless features made him look more like a doll than a man, but his expression reminded me of a soldier. He had none of the sadistic playfulness that Dean carried with him, in