Chris Total Drama Novels & Stories

“Okay—okay! It’s ‘JEREMIAH.’” My thumb paused over the screen. My name? A muscle jumped in my cheek. I typed it in. It opened. “Let me down,” Chris said, voice soft now. “And let me explain.” I shoved away from him, keeping the gun raised. “Talk.” “Fine.” He swallowed. “I was…obsessed with you, alright? I never really got over you. I know you don’t want to hear that, but it’s the truth. But I swear on my life, I’m not the one doing this. I’m not a psychopath. I wouldn’t hurt you or Teyana. I’m not that twisted.”

By the end, Chris had made his mother cum harder than his dad could. Whether it was because having sex with Chris was so taboo or because being with a man 20 years younger than her was so damn hot, Faith couldn't really answer why it was so great. She watched with pleasure as Chris' eyes rolled back while his cock was pumping her full of cum. He was panting to regain his breath after nearly passing out from all the orgasms.

I say slowly, “someone’s got a new crush.” Chris shrugs, trying for cool and landing squarely in smitten. “She’s got standards. I respect that. Also… I think she might secretly love me.” Damian chokes on his coffee again. “Sure,” I say. “That icy glare was definitely full of desire.” Chris leans back smugly. “You’ll see. Give it a week. I’ll wear her down.” Eventually, the meds catch up with him. His speech slurs. His eyelids drift lower. We take the cue.

“I don't care about what all of you think. The heart doesn't lie. I will go for what I want.“ Trisha's face turned a little colder. “Do you mean her? Chris, does that mean that you have never loved me?“ She asked. Chris nodded immediately. “That's why I'm here today. I came to tell you that I don't have any feelings for you. I don't know what my dad and you are planning, but please don't involve me. I have someone else that I like!“ Trisha laughed, and a tear fell from her eyes. “You know what, Chris? You can only be mine. She is too young to compete with me in this,” she said. Briskly, she reacted to a new bottle of alcohol and opened it. Chris wanted to stop her, but he stood up angrily. “

“And since both of you had a hand in not only the attempted killing of my true beloved but of the murder of my Dhampir, you both will pay with your lives after you have birthed your pureblood’s…” “Wait!… Please reconsider… Your Dhampir is alive…” Chris said suddenly, a slight panic in his voice, before he released Marisol, walked out of the sitting room, through the halls, and up to his suite. He entered quickly, walked through to his bedroom and into the nursery, where he lifted the tiny bundle from the crib. Holding the child against his chest, he turned and made his way swiftly back to the sitting room. Chris entered with his head held high. He walked over to stand before Kryon and Cleo,

“To be honest...” Naomi turned to look at him. Chris slipped both hands into his pockets, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “I’ve always known the world my brother lives in was never simple.” Naomi stayed quiet, listening. “TnC’s business, the Miller Group that he also manages, the Devereux family connections, all the dangerous people around him...” Chris let out a short sigh. “I know enough about all of that. But this time...” He shook his head slightly. “This really was beyond anything I expected.”

He knew that Chris didn’t have any intention of entertaining him. “Make it quick” Chris ordered, releasing his aura as the Night Lord as he sized Daniel. Daniel couldn’t speak for a few minutes; he could feel fear gripping his insides as sweat trickled down his spine. He had no idea why he would feel such fear towards Chris who was clearly the same as him. He struggled to calm himself and finally managed to speak “I am here to check on the progress of the divorce proceedings.” “Che…” Chris Jnr sneered as he realized that Daniel was only able to speak after Chris had withdrawn his aura.

“Mr Chris, why did you ask to see me? You gave me some money too, why is that? We barely even know each other” Mr Chris stroked his chin and looked at me boredly, “It is true we do not know each other. However, I've heard of you from a somewhat vile person” I raised an eyebrow, “Really?” “You don't happen to know Jarrod Smith, do you?” My eyes widened, “Well, that's my ex-husband, why?” Chris sighed, “Jarrod Smith asked me to tail you and erhm.. force you to have sex with me so I can get pictures and send them to Cameron Petals so he would dump you-”

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.

~ SABRINA VINES ~ David wasn’t supposed to be so volatile. Chris lied to me when he claimed David believed they were friends. I don’t believe Chris knows as much as he believes he does. Can I survive this mess if Chris lied or failed to see the truth? I thought Chris was interested in me. I’ve done everything he wanted. Now he’s sitting here as the doctor splinted his arm and explained to me how Maria meant nothing to him beyond a little entertainment. I hadn’t given it a second guess until Chris continued to defend his actions beyond what I thought was necessary.