Chris Total Drama Novels & Stories

Chris half yelled with anger. "Yes she went to the hospital a few days ago and I snuck in with her I was able to bribe the doctor and he sent me her test results today all the test came out negative except for the pregnancy test " Chris hand balled to a really tight fist even his knuckles turned super white. "What if I don't want to get involved ? " "Then you lose the girl you love and I will have to kill her to get my man " Ophelia said with a cruel smile and Chris glared at her.

Chris:why not she mine not yours right we're doing this gents Suddenly I felt my heart break her cries filled my ears and I shoot all my sperms inside her and move from her Chris got in and did his thing and sgora also did I couldn't bring myself to continue I just wore my clothes and storm out wiping my escaping tears why tf I'm crying for? I got into my car and drove to my place that day I didn't sleep a wink END OF FLASHBACKS

Chris said. “Really?” Tanya asked as she raised her head to look at Chris pitifully. “Yes. Now get up.” Chris said. Tanya got up from the floor and wiped her fake tears away. “Thank you.” She said cowardly. Chris felt as if all his intestines were being roasted on hot charcoal. He really felt like strangling Tanya. “Sit here, and I'll be back.” chris said and made a space for himself in the crowd where he went to buy the candy.

she said softly, placing her palm on his back leaning in closer to him. Chris gave a humorless laugh. “I need about ten different miracles.” Anna stood and crossed toward him slowly. “You saved Tyler tonight.” “I almost got everyone trapped.” “But you didn’t.” Chris stared down at the maps bitterly. “Draven keeps staying three steps ahead of me.” Anna touched his hand gently. The moment their skin met, tension eased slightly between them. Chris closed his eyes briefly at the contact. “You calm me down too easily,” he murmured tiredly. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

Unfortunately, things hadn't gone her way, as Liam's eyes never landed on her. However, all it took was a tearful tale to convince Chris completely. He was even willing to be her boyfriend. Carol was definitely going to use Chris for revenge against Lana and Liam. After hearing Carol's tearful story, Chris looked at Lana with a sinister glint in his eyes. "Lana, you better pray that you never fall into my hands. Otherwise, I'll show you what true despair means." Lana was startled by his intense gaze. Chris was different from Zeke. Hailing from one of Dawsbury City's elite families, even Liam had to respect him to a certain extent.

But was surprised with the state she met Chris. Elena: (worried) What's wrong with you Chris? (No response) "Talk to me, dear. What is going on? Why are you like this? (looking at him from head to toe)" she asked repeatedly as she moves closer to him. Suddenly, Chris sobbed into her chest unceasingly, hands clutching at her jacket. She held him in silence, rocking him slowly as his tears soaked her chest. A tiny lapse let him pull away, blinking lashes heavy with tears, before he collapsed on her again, his howls of misery worsening.

Chris closed his eyes at that moment, and his head began to ache, which caused Clara to wake from her short nap in his arms. “E-Elijah… Tiffani…” Chris murmured the names. “What’s happening to you? Are your memories coming back?!” Clara asked anxiously. “Aaaaaah!” Chris screamed in pain, causing Clara to panic as she quickly called for help. “LUCIFER——!” was the last word Chris uttered before he lost consciousness, even before the people Clara had called arrived. Chris was immediately taken back to the Center. Meanwhile, at the Ferman mansion— “Leonora!” Elijah shouted.

I hissed. “Tell me you didn’t want to ask when you found out?” Chris stared at me with the slight shake of his head. “I mean come on, I just found out I’ve got one of those trapped inside of me too, but I can’t see it. And I still don’t know if I’m living in some alternate reality or in a fucking dream where I’m going to wake up and have a stress hard on.” “TMI.” “I had to see your husband’s werewolf dick today. Spare me the disgust,” Chris scrunched his nose as if he’d smelled something awful.

A beer cap twists off. "Baby?" He calls out. "You home?" She doesn't answer. His footsteps move through the apartment,The bedroom,The bathroom. Then back toward the dining room. He stops. She reaches over and turns on the lamp. Chris stands in the doorway, tie loosened, beer in hand. His eyes go to the papers spread across the table. She watched as color drains from his face, when he recognised what it was "Eight months Chris?" Chloe says. Her voice steady and deadly calm

Chapter 65 "Oh my Jesus!" The sound of Chris' voice boomed over the entire living room. "Holy fucking shit! I'm gonna be blind, I'm gonna be blind! I'm gonna be fucking blind!" "Chris, what the fuck?!" Dean shouted as he wrapped me up in him as an attempt to cover me up. "I'm never gonna see again!" Chris exaggerated, throwing his hands over his eyes. "Please put some fucking clothes on! Holy mother of Jesus. How will I ever unsee that?"