Chris X Leon Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Mmm, not bad, Ava. Not bad at all.” “Not bad?” I teased. “That’s all you have to say?” Chris swallowed, then licked the powdered sugar off of his fingers with a flourish. “Mm, yes… the flavor of the lemons is perfectly balanced by… is that a hint of cyanide I taste?” I rolled my eyes, fighting back a grin as I swatted at his arm. “You’re insufferable. And drunk.” “Guilty as charged.” Chris grinned widely, already pouring himself another glass of wine. “And you’re avoiding the matter at hand.” He waved another lemon tart lazily in front of my face. “If you made these, then you should feed one to me.”

I watch as Chris smile wickedly "Maybe you don't want to know" "How dare…." "Hey watch it!" Chris yelled catching Nickolaus off guard "I can be your worst nightmare Nickolaus Michealson" Chris muttered standing before him in a daring manner "And you are?" "Chris Lozaldo, does it ring a bell?" Chris smirk and took my hand walking away.

She said with an expression filled with loneliness and pain. Seeing Ariel like this, Layla could no longer hold it out anymore. For some reason, she just wanted to tell Ariel anything and everything to make her feel alright. "Damien is my cousin, so I would normally side with him, but I won't because what he did was wrong. That's why I won't lead you astray by telling you to open your heart to William. I can assure you that he won't make you suffer like Damien . Besides, he is your childhood friend isn't he?" Layla asked. "Yeah!" A psychopathic one I barely remember!

Stepping into the private room, he smiled and said apologetically, "Sorry for keeping you waiting." When Lewis saw him, he was surprised because he could see the resemblance to Isabella. He stood up instinctively, appearing very nervous, like a man who was meeting his father-in-law for the very first time. "There is no need for all that. Take a seat, Lewis. I have a few questions I would love to ask you, if you don't mind," Chris said with a smile. Lewis tensed up; he had been warned by his father that Chris was a dangerous man. Behind the guise of a sunny, smiling, and cheerful demeanor was a demon who had carried out many terrorist attacks in various countries and had also been involved in

These actions made Capri easily forget the fact that she still did not trust him fully. Leo could not wait for her to call back when she said she would so he would send a message about how long it was since they spoke. Capri however was trying to put distance between they’re physical attraction considering that was the trap they fell into every-time. Leo could care less because In his mind he had her. For Capri she was Content with keeping him at a distance because she knew she had parts of him she couldn’t even imagine from before.

For a moment, the debt to Liam Martin and the looming war with Xavier Grayson vanished into the slipstream. The Vulnerable Predator When they finally skidded to a halt, Leon tore off his helmet and stumbled toward a lamppost, throwing up everything in his stomach. Chloe didn't mock him. She contextually understood the primal fear of that level of speed. She walked over and handed him a bottle of water she had stashed in the saddlebag.

I was trying to figure out what to do to get the money I needed. After cleaning and finishing my shifts without acknowledging Markos, it was time to go home. I changed back into my clothes so I could get ready to leave. But, as I was arranging my work clothes in my locker, someone appeared behind me. It was a man I didn’t know. He looked about Markos’ age. The only difference was that he was a bit shorter and he had tattoos all over his neck. He had dark hair and equally dark eyes. He may have passed for a pretty boy but there was something dark lying below the surface. He was as scary as Markos.

His eyes widen, and he swallows hard. ‘Did you really need to scare the man?’ ‘Yes, Valerian, I did,’ I laugh inwardly as I sense my wolf rolling his eyes. I can feel Leander’s inward laughter as Valerius, his wolf, harps on about the same thing. “Luther, Leander,” “Save it!” I snap. “What’s your name?” “Chris. I’m Greenrock’s Beta,”

Madchen closed her eyes, and waited for the worst, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. Suddenly, she felt Jason’s grip loosen on her, then heard an almighty thump. She opened her eyes to see Drago standing over her supervisor, glaring a hole through him. “Is this how you treat all your employees?” His voice was calm, too calm. Jason, now petrified, backed away on his elbows, putting space between him and the terrifying doctor. Watching Drago right now, in this moment, Madchen thought he really did resemble a dragon, on the verge of lighting Jason on fire.