Chris X Leon Novels & Stories

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.

“Not right now. Tonight, after dinner.” Eli looked between us, sharp and quiet, reading everything he could read. “Is it something bad?” he said. “No,” Adrian said, and he said it with a certainty that settled Eli immediately, the way certainty from the right person always does. “It’s something you should know. Something that’s yours.” Eli held his gaze for a moment and then nodded, satisfied, and turned and went back to Cassian and his project, and Adrian straightened and turned to me and the look on his face was everything, all of it at once, terrified and ready and completely open.

Now the high-ranking supernaturals surrounded us, ready to subdue any further attempts by Chris to cause harm. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Kat dragging Lilith by her hair toward us. Lilith, who had once been a formidable adversary, now appeared disheveled and powerless in Kat’s unwavering grip. With a menacing expression, Chris clutched his leg, and my heightened senses detected the unmistakable scent of silver emanating from his pocket. He pulled out a gun. Roaring with rage, I lunged towards him. However, before I could reach him, an arrow intercepted his hand, sending the gun soaring across the sky. I turned in the arrow’s direction and saw Lea smirking.

And standing right in the center, looking incredibly nervous but fiercely determined, was Leo. ​In his hands, he held a small, perfect red velvet cupcake with a single, flickering golden candle. ​Chris stopped dead in his tracks, his mouth parting in shock as Bianca and I stepped back, joining the crowd of friends who were quietly watching through the glass doors. ​"Leo?" Chris whispered.

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.”

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.

“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,

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.