Chris X Leon Novels & Stories

They did not do anything to stop them. And right now, I had no more room for weakness in my world. I refused it with everything that I had. My hands curled into fists as I drew in a deep breath, savoring the chaos around me. Chaos was my ally. Chaos was my strength. Chaos was the one thing that I could rely on in a world like this. Theon stood quietly in the corner, his eyes wide with barely concealed horror. His disgust was evident, etched clearly into his features, but he didn’t dare speak a word. Wise. He knew better than to challenge me. He knew better than to put himself in the face of danger.

I glanced up, my heart thumping at the unexpected hesitation in her eyes. “Well,” Helena said slowly, choosing her words with caution. “Luna Claire is perfectly healthy, but…” “But what?” Liam’s voice sharpened with frustration. Helena took a deep breath. “Our Luna is with child, alpha.” My blood turned to ice. No, this can't be. Liam hasn't been touching me for months. Unless… no!

He said. “First is Bacchus. His real name is George Miller, one of the gang leader’s right hand. Then Atlas, real name is Mario Ching. He is their intelligence. Minotaur, real name is Fred Lim. I think he’s one of their snipers. Cupid is Jay Kenley. He’s their hacker. And Pegasus is Jacob Frias, best in hand to hand combat.” Miko announced. “Let’s hope that they are the only one here.” I said.

I wanted to be all she needed, to be her strength, but what good am I when I can't even touch her? Thorne stood, holding a small, worn journal. He seemed to measure its weight like it held not just knowledge but truths that desired liberation. "This man was a follower of the Dark Ones," he declared, his voice a solemn testament. His words broke through my haze of anger and disbelief, drawing my eyes to the journal.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

“He is hot, I get it. I've caught Gina staring at him too.” My face writhed in disgust—me and Chris? No way. He's what they called a wizard. I normally referred to him as a male witch. Chris never studied medicine. He used to work at a mechanic shop and lived next door back in Lystvair. We were close friends despite our age gap until five years ago, when he was wanted for murder and he fled without saying goodbye. Just like Benny, he dabbled in potions and casted spells on people. But how did he manage to mask the smell of the witch’s blood that coursed through his veins?

Darell said, releasing his hold on Chris's shoulders. Darell mockingly said, "Freaking coward." Chris said sarcastically, "Well, sorry for being an ORDINARY human guy, who is TRYING to leave his life peacefully, with no fear of losing his damn blood to a fucking vampire. He still seemed a little thrown off by the news, as was clear from his expression. Luna, a friend of his, was a vampire and alive." Darell laughed at Chris because it had been a while since he had last seen him inconsolable. When he discovered a snake coiling inside his car, Chris was last seen acting in that manner. Darell was still struggling to forget what had happened.

Lee cut in before his mum could begin her lecture. “While I was….working I realized something. That’s there’s more to life more than these four walls of our apartment, and I want to experience that. I’ve seen things and I want to know what else life has to offer”. He wasn’t lying. He had seen things. Things, inhuman things he wished he could unsee, and he was running away. As cowardly as it seemed he was. He wanted to get away and start anew. There was blood on his hands. Innocent or not it was still blood, and that was a part of his life he wanted to close. It was in the past.

he said confidently, a little too confident to suit his situation. Chris tried to tug at his binds around his wrist that was twisted behind his back. But the bonds didn't budge. The longer he tried, the more frustrated he became. Leo was watching everything camly. "I heard you like pain. Why don't you cut off your palm from the rest of your hand? That way, it would be easy to break your binds" Leo suggested and kicked a saw towards Chris. Chris looked at the saw with an excited glint in his eyes. "This saw would be perfect to carefully peel the skin off before pulling their nerves out of the muscles. It would be even better if they scream through it" he said excitedly, as if imagining someon

A tall and imposing figure dressed in a black suit stood before them. “Yes, sir.” Levian watched in indifference as Roy splashed water on the two men, awakening them with a jolt. Levian wasted no time, his gaze locked onto Chris. "Who gave you the order to kill Sherry?" he demanded. “I-I don’t know what you are talking about.” Chris denied any knowledge. Levian reached out and grabbed Chris by his throat. “Don’t play dumb with me Chris!” Levian roared as he landed a punch on his face, making Chris wince in pain.