Chris X Martin Novels & Stories

“I did. Nothing backfired. And it went well. I can even consider it a successful meeting.” “You’re insane,” she hissed, stepping closer. “You think you can just walk into her life, into his world, and expect no one to notice? You think Xavier won’t figure it out? Do you really believe that he is going to fall for this?” “I went as Lorenzo D’Amaris. I’m an investor, nothing more. Xavier doesn’t even know I exist.” I said calmly. “He doesn’t know that I am back in the city just yet. And you’ve made it your mission to stay around him long enough, you know him more than anyone around here. You know that if he was aware of who I was, the men that he had stationed outside her office would have com

] Martin: [Alright. Sierra: [Keep it up. I believe in you.] Martin: [Thanks for the trust.] Sierra: [You're welcome.] Paige really felt the chemistry between Martin and Sierra. She asked Chris, "Honey, what's Martin like?" Chris glanced at her, seeming puzzled by her sudden question about Martin. "What do you mean?" Paige said, "I mean his personality, character, and abilities." Chris was at a loss for words. His wife was actually paying attention to another man's personality, character, and abilities now?

"What were you two talking about?" Xavier didn’t answer. "What’s with the attitude?" Chris’ mood soured instantly at his silence. This guy always had the same deadpan expression. He was just a broke nobody acting all high and mighty. "I heard you even refused to help Percy sue that woman," Chris sneered, folding his arms as he looked down at him. "Is that true?" Xavier didn’t hesitate. "Yes." Chris let out a mocking laugh. "Look at you, acting like you’ve got a backbone now. Don’t forget, it was Percy who gave you a chance when you had nothing.

“Thompson! I’ll get you! “ I heard him say outside my apartment as he banged the door. My heart was racing as I waited for him to go. Only when I heard his footsteps retreating did I relax. I could have talked to him and asked him to give me more time. However, the chances of him doing that were thinner than a Jimmy Choo heel. I threw my bag across the room in frustration and paced my room. The only way I could pay off the rent was if I asked my manager at the bar I worked at night to pay me early. I blinked back the tears threatening to fall down my face, refusing to be weak. Crying wouldn’t solve anything. Needing to take my mind off things, I made myself coffee and sat down with my lapto

Murmurs overtake the room and Mitch laughs in disbelief as if someone just told him a joke. The man is Chris Kingston! He is wearing a dark blue suit and a hard look covers his face. “You have no right to be here!” Mitch says loudly, and everyone gets quiet. “Marriage should be sacred, it should be about love and devotion; just like the priest said. It should be pure, not built on lies and darkness,” Chris replies to him, causing him to scoff rudely in response. “Tell me one thing and I would walk the hell out of here in seconds,” Chris walks toward us as he boldly speaks.

Xander “When does his press conference start?” I asked Scott, who stood nearby with a tablet in his hand, diligently taking notes. “In fifteen minutes, sir. Chris Harris has reportedly been highly discreet about what he intends to offer in his defense, according to news organizations,” he said. “Okay. Our teams need to be prepared for anything. That useless piece of junk is untrustworthy,” I murmured and dismissed him. Sighing, I slumped back in my chair. I could sense that something was off. Chris didn’t have the resources, but his intentions are sinister. However, I would relish nothing more than to destroy the asshole.

"Listen to me. Maybe you just found out, but Nicole Martinez is my fiancée. I left her at the altar when we were getting married a few years ago." I paused, feeling a stab in my heart as I heard Chris talk about something that still hurts me today. He said it without any feelings I could detect, but of course, I knew it because he had that side to him all along. That man would be someone who puts his thoughts first, while I follow what I feel in the moment and react first—just like what he is doing right now. What exactly did this figure in front of me want to discuss? What memories did I want to forget?

someone joked, Martin just laughed. We are just friends and besides everyone thinks I am an alpha too. That's what everyone thought “You two acts like a couple” Xavier said, he is the team's personal comedian. “Are you one of those Alpha who like Alpha, Martin?” I sensed Martin went stiff, so I turned to Xavier. “I am not judging but I know Cap has a type and it is not your bunky ass” Xavier tilted his head watching for Martin’s reaction. “Bastard” Martin cursed, Walking towards the bench.

Watching all the donations and subscriptions pouring in on the livestream, I was so furious that my hands trembled. Chris was lying on the bed. Although he did not have hands, he used his face to gently rub my cheek. There was pain in his eyes, but there was also encouragement. I took a deep breath, held his face and kissed the scars that had healed yet remained hideous. "Don't worry, honey. If it's popularity they want, I'll give them a big boost." I opened the X app, formerly known as Twitter, and registered a new account with the handle "Chris Gomez's Wife".

“Chris.” His voice is smooth. Chris steps inside as if nothing is off. “Morning.” He looks at the screen, then at the table. Four chairs occupied. None is empty. He didn't comment on it. “Didn’t realize there was a session scheduled.” Martin shifts slightly. He didn’t meet his eyes. “It was spontaneous.” Chris nods once. Spontaneous. He rests his hands lightly on the back of one of the chairs. “Spontaneous decisions tend to be expensive.”