Chris Total Drama Novels & Stories

All we could do was hold each other and hope, beyond all hope, that this wouldn’t end in tears and disaster. But lately, that hope was growing thin. When Chris returned an hour later, his face was stormy. We all looked up from the couch, where we had reconvened to sit in pensive silence. “What’s wrong?” I asked, instantly sensing that something had happened during his video call. Chris huffed, storming over to the minibar to pour himself a tall glass of whiskey. “Apparently, there’s some... negative sentiment in the human world. About me.” Ophelia frowned. “What ever do you mean?”

Boom the voice of Chris, from behind. "What? Why?" Aaron asked little irritated. "Because I said so." Chris replied with arrogance. "What's your problem dude? She's my wife and mother of my babies, she is going with me and that's final." He said with equal arrogance. "Tch... Mr. Gray, you already made her sign the contract and divorce papers, you never trust her, you hurt her, you beat her, you forced her also you abuse her. So she's not going anywhere with you. And that fucking final. I don't want anyone to tell me what is good for my sister." Chris said with cold face.

Graham replied, “What are you saying, President Zea. We’re all here today, thanks to you. If that brat comes to pester you again, I’ll be the first to hammer him to death.” *** Inside a classy twenty-four-hour bar, Chris was swirling the red wine glass in his hand. As he looked at his reflection on the glass, his mind was instead filled with Winifred. “Winifred, you can’t escape from me. No woman dares to reject me, Chris Hill.” Chris’s face was contorted into a frightening smile. A smile that would send shivers down one’s spine. This man’s true nature was completely different from his gentle appearance. Inside his heart lived a wild beast.

I step into frame, voice low and rough. “Santa, I’ve been dumped and down… but seeing you? My cock just went full North Pole, baby. I’m about to split your chimney wide open.” The director flashes a quick thumbs-up from behind the monitor. Good take. Cut. I’m Chris . Yeah, that Chris. The same pathetic loser who got dumped by his girlfriend of three years exactly nine days ago because, and I quote, “I wasn’t going anywhere in life.” She wasn’t wrong. I was delivering pizzas and jerking off to Destiny Mira p**n scenes every night like some sad cliché. And now, less than two weeks later, I’m on a Brazzers set with a raging hard-on, about to fuck the actual

Tara mutters, tears starting welling up in her eyes. “Don’t you get it that nothing is going to happen between us? I love Mia. As I said to you before, you will always be my friend. But don’t make me end our friendship because I won’t hesitate if you make another advance.” Chris threatens. “But that is not what you said to me when you had that mental breakdown. You said I was the only one who truly understood you. You said you love me.” Tara cries out in desperation. Heaving a sigh, Chris runs his hand down his face. It is going to be ugly. But he has to do it for the good of himself and Mia, also Tara herself.

Mason detailed. His response clearly showed he knew Chris's personal life well. “Noted.” The doctor acknowledged before turning to face Chris, who just stared at them in silence. “Your name is Chris. You're one of America's top actors. If you could tell us more about Nimalaya, perhaps we can help.” The doctor probed.

Chris who was staring at Logan with a petrified gaze Logan was brought back to reality after Chris’s loud comment “What?” He sat right up and looked at Chris “Did you fall in love or something?” Chris said what he felt when he saw Logan’s expressions “Stop Bluffing…”Logan threw a cushion at him. ‘HAHAHHA….Logan Noah the bachelor of the century fell in love, Who might that unlucky girl be… tsk..tsk...I already feel bad for her” Said Chris in a disappointed voice “I did not” logan kept on denying but Chris didn’t listen to a single word he had to say, and in the end, the conversation led to a fight, and then God knows how it all ended.

“Sure, we’re related by blood, but she’s never truly been one of us—not once. “If she dies, it’ll be just like it was fourteen years ago. Back when Xena was twelve. We were doing just fine.” “You’re drunk.” Chris snapped, clearly annoyed, and shot Shane a sharp glare. But Shane just chuckled dismissively. He raised a finger and pointed it right at Chris. “Come on, Chris. You’re the best actor at this table. That video of you saying you wanted Layla home for the holidays? You almost had me believing it.” The next second, Chris slammed Shane’s finger down hard onto the table.

The shadows that were wrapped around him had tightened in response. “Is there anyone else in this room that needs to be mentioned, darling?” he asked, looking at her over his shoulder. Elle’s eyes landed on the Beta and waved her fingers at him. His paling face was definitely amusing. I would not be surprised if he ended up pissing himself. Shadows wrapped around him too. “Nobody else here is a dirty bastard in this case,” she cooed. Chris popped some candy in his mouth and rested his hands behind his head, grinning from ear-to-ear. He could never get enough of the drama that always seemed to find its way onto Elle’s plate. She was like the sister he always wanted even though he had his own.

He asks me back. I knew Chris was petty and held a grudge but this was something different, in the few months we’ve been together, he’s shown that he can be stone cold hearted but most times he’s a sweet pea. Is he really going to leak the video or try to blackmail the Chairman of Rico Foods just because he lost a contract? “I think you’re going to far and invading the man’s private business, that’s not fair.” I say taking my hands away from his. Chris says nothing to me, he walks over to the bar and pours himself a glass of whiskey, he looks over to me holding the glass midway to his mouth before saying,