Chris O'pry Novels & Stories

my voice breaks off on a sob, theres no fucking way. The man contiunes chanting the same thing but something is different now, "Prințesa noastră pierdută din clanul românesc a fost găsită, trezește-i pe bătrâni și pregătește-te de război. I can feel the pressure start to build around me, seeping inside my body and warming me from the inside out.

Chris guessed that he must be busy in dealing with affairs of Jones Corporation. Jones Corporation was almost unable to operate. Chris has decided to beat Jones Corporation regardless of expense. "She fell in love with me and married me. She is my woman forever. You'd better give Spacie back to me." Chris said directly. He had said that he only want Spacie for many times.

I tried to be quick and not cause any disaster. "Excuse me." "Wait, Miss Collins," Nathan said, standing up. "Let me introduce my new assistant, Chris. This is Miss Katherine Collins." Mr. Johnson stood up. Why on earth was he introducing me? "Chris Johnson. Now I can say it's a pleasure, Miss Collins." "The pleasure is mine, Mr. Johnson," I say, shaking his offered hand.

Philip recognized the man, but not the lady, and he was surprised when the man saw him and approached him with the beautiful young lady. "Maestro felipe!" The man said with a smile as he shook hands with Philip. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Mathew." Philip said with a smile. Dr. Mathew was a big man with medicated eyeglasses and white hair, he was definitely in his sixties perhaps a little older than his father, who was turning sixty. Dr. Mathew was a very intelligent man with a friendly personality and he occupied an important position in the CRUZ company.

He bowed his head as we walked by, traces of hay atop his brown hair. “Lord Oli-” “Aaron.” I sighed, watching him stumble a bit in his steps as he came closer. His bushy eyebrows were the same colour as his brown hair, with a slight round face. Aaron dusted his hands against the brown overall he wore, his gaze bouncing from me to Stella. “Why don't you go check the other stables while I go see how Olarya is doing?” I suggested, giving him a pointed look. The corner of his lips titled up slightly and he bowed, taking his leave.

I don't have nobody else for family, only my grandma. I mean, thankfully I have my best friend Jade Henshaw, she's like a sister to me. We're both 17 years old and juniors at Lakevalley High School. Jade is stunning; she's about my height, maybe an inch shorter than I and I'm about 5'7". She has brown hair with lighter blonde highlights and honey-colored eyes. We met a couple years after my parents died when we were about 6 years old.

“This is?” Winifred was stunned for half a second. Before she was able to answer, Blair chirped in and said, “Uncle, this is my Papa.” “How do you do?” Chris extended a hand politely at Tyr. “My name is Chris Hill. Winifred’s… friend!” Tyr extended his hand as well. “How do you do. My name is Tyr Summers. Winifred’s… husband!” Chris let go of his hand and scanned Tyr up and down before saying meaningfully, “Winifred is a nice girl. I hope you will treat her well!”

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

"Okay." Chris retired to his office where he was to have a change into his clothes but Brenda, finding it difficult to resist his charms, could not help but watch him walk magically back with all the charisma that he was having. Chris was a tall and muscular young man in his early thirties, with a 1.90cm height and a smile that could make even a blind lady to was just in his presence. His black hair was well styled with some part of it coming in front of his face. His red lips were just as succulent as a deliciously made Candy and his fragrance, oh my was heavenly.

Chris is sitting down on the couch which was placed on the rooftop of one of the buildings he owned.he was holding a glass of whiskey in one of his hands while he was holding a cigar which he was smoking on the other hand. He had just finished watching the video of how the conversation between Raymond and Stephanie went. The door to the rooftop opened and his men came in dragging someone who was tied and a handkerchief was tied around his eyes. Once they reached where Chris was,they removed the handkerchief covering the person's eyes.they kicked him on the leg and he went down on his knees immediately.