Chris X Leon Novels & Stories

Snapping my neck to the side to a satisfying crack, I make my way to the main office. Alex is already by the coffee machine brewing a cup. "You want a cup too?" She asks and I give her a light nod. "I'd love that." Huh....am so tired. "Hey Pari...did you see the pictures?" Alex says catching my attention. "Which pictures?" "It's the current rumor online." She ticks, staring at me like an alien from another world. "A big fan caught a picture of Xavier with his secret lover." Secret lover? Holy chocolate...what.

he said in a hurry “Copy. Be careful Leo,” I needed to say that to him. I know how much this means to him, and that tells me how far he's ready to go. Leo left and everyone followed my lead, but before I could give a sign to go ahead? Chris charged forward. He jumped on a black wolf that was trying to rip a child apart. He dipped his fangs into the wolf from behind, and I heard a whine coming from him. That scene alone made me realise we didn't have any time to waste and I sprung right into action.

The crown prince had the power to go wherever he wished. “Are those werewolves,” I questioned Valerian, gawking at some wolves whose furs had stripes of white and red. The big one sat on the grass, and the smaller ones were playing with her tail. His face turned serious for a moment but went relaxed when he looked out to see them. “No, Those are actual wolves. Nothing special to worry about,” he chuckled, pulling his head back into the carriage. “How can you tell the difference?” I asked again, trying to hide my confusion.

Nevertheless, judging from today’s scene, his status in the great Country H was still great. Why would he do such a thing? Yvonne was perplexed at that moment. She and Chris walked to the reception room entrance under the push of the members of the Xavier family. “Come in!” An indifferent voice came from the reception room. Chris and Yvonne entered the room together. Meanwhile, Chris did not dare to raise his head at all. Instead, he just held a carefully selected gift in both of his hands. He then bowed and said, “Nice to meet you, Chief Instructor! I’m Chris Leo from the Leo family from Hong Kong!

Chapter 133 Caius’s POV “I know what you are.” Chris whispered. I squeezed the coffee cup in my hand tightly, my gaze locked on him. A slow smirk tugged at my lips. “What are you saying, Chris?” I asked with an innocent expression. “Don’t play dumb with me. I know what kind of snarling beast you are.” He pointed at me. “And don’t think I’m scared of you. Wolfsbane, silver—I have them all, and I’ll fucking burn your fur before you dare show me your teeth.”

Chris stood there frozen, Thorne approached him, yet his eyes we're fixed on the vicious werewolf. "Excuse me sir, but do you maybe know this woman?" The chauffeur asked, showing a picture of Zelda. The doctor did not respond right away, Miguel found it interesting that Chris was staring at him for such a long time. He went on to approach him. "Greetings." He said, stretching his hand for a handshake. But then because Chris remembered that Miguel had somehow offended the lunar he loved, he did not accept the handshake. Even his shocked state left him.

He grabbed the book, walking to Leo's office. Leo sat at his desk, flipping through the projects Pinnacle Electronics had up and coming. He huffed as he flipped, reading the project information on a current laptop design. The design and product revenue would bring in money in the billions. Leo had worked hard to seal this deal and the manufacturers of the laptops had helped him create a design prototype.

~Chris xx. "

Liz ran into my room as I crashed on the floorboards, clutching my hand and hearing Liz's voice getting farther before it went black. Part two Adrianne's POV I didn't tell mum that I was scared and very sad. She seemed to have a lot on her mind. When I was done with my homework, I felt that familiar pain in my head as I grabbed my sketch book and started seeing snatches of things. My hand moved in sync with the pencil and when I was done, I saw a house, an open window, blinds, shadows and police cars. It was the same house I had seen at first, with its potted Hyacinth, gardenias and petunias. I knew there was something wrong and I could smell danger in the air.

A pause. “You looked… startled earlier,” Leo said quietly. “You looked hungry for a fight.” “I was.” Another silence stretched between them. Not tense. Just weighted. Leo looked back at the fountain. “I’ve been having dreams.” Cris stilled. “What kind of dreams?” “Burning. Fire. And a voice—always calling me back.” Cris swallowed. “Mine too.” Leo turned sharply. “You remember it?” “No. Just pieces. A woman. A pyre. Her name is always out of reach.”