Chris X Parker Novels & Stories

___________ CHRIS POV Hi! My name is Chris Park, you should know little things about me now. I am 19 and I also attend Starlight High School. I am in grade 12. You should know what that means I will do with my high school life very soon. Like seriously i am so happy, can't wait to be done with it. Well about my parents my dad is a partner with the twin's dad while my mum has her own company where she makes dresses and also trains models, and a lot more girls' things which I am not interested in.

So the guy who helped steal everything his father had worked for now stood before him, dressed in rags and smelling of desperation and defeat. “Look, Alaric—I know you and Dad didn’t see eye to eye after we got—” "I am not having that conversation with you." Chris flinched but pressed on. "Mr. Wolfe, then. Things went sideways with the properties, but we are kin, right? Blood’s thicker than water and all that.” "Get to the point, Chris." Chris's fake smile wavered slightly. “I’m kinda in a bad situation at the moment. Just need someone to help get me back on my feet, you know? A loan, maybe. Something to get my life determined again. I’ve been having a bad time lately, and I sure could use —

I forced myself to say. "You think this has something to do with your dad?" Chris raised a brow studying my expression with a strange sympathy obvious in his twinkling grey eyes. Since when do they start looking so sparkly? And why does his dishevelled hair look so damn sexy, fuck...it's my horny omega wolf talking again, I thought turning away from his gorgeous expression, his soft curls begging to be touched and caressed and his soft skin and thin lips begging to be kissed, I couldn't handle his damn awesomeness so I turned away, like how could anyone be so perfect, despite lines of worry outlining themselves on his forehead, he still looked like a freaking model who's never had a bad hair

"But didn't you tell Dean?" "If she hears it from him, she'll just think he's stirring up trouble." Chris's usually pale face was lit with vitality today, his eyes sharp and clear. "Thanks to you, my reputation is about to soar to a whole new level." Alex drained his glass, rose, and patted Chris on the shoulder. "Healing the long-disabled CEO of Slater Group and making him walk like nothing ever happened… truly a miracle." Chris looked up and smiled at him. "Thanks for these past years. Without you, I would have been dead six years ago."

Diana closed her sentence by looking at Alpha Darren. Alpha Darren cleared his throat and closed the document on Diana. “Are you planning to stop working after the border problem is solved?” *“If the problem at the border is successfully resolved and there are still opportunities to work that are offered, then I will take it.” “What if there are no more job offers? What do you plan to do next?” *"I will become a counselor at a school for special children, helping them to communicate with others. Why kids? Because they are the future of Pack Kyne. I want them to have the same future as other children by fighting against their limitations.”

He paused blinking a few times remembering the night he took that bastard's life. "Chris wasn't easy to break, it took me 7 years to take him down, Chris was simply a psychopath who was married to another fucking psychopath, they both were cheaters, disgusting pigs! For his wife, what he did to Dara was nothing, that bitch!" He growled under his breath making Lily scrunch her face in disgust as well.

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.

I'll tell him that. Chris, Christopher Liam Hunt, Son of my boss and he has no interests in his family business. He made his own dreams come true. He worked so hard for years and created a school for all kind of handicap children. I visit them every Friday with lots of candies and I wait all the week to spend time with all those kids and also with Chris. He is a great teacher, well at least for me. Whenever I have an issue I can't resolve, I talk to Chris, well yeah, He is a phycologist but still he knows how to resolve my issue. Or at least give me ideas so I can resolve my problems by myself. I parked my car in the lot and I heard CANDIES ARE HERE.

"Sierra belongs to me, Drake. Don't you dare come near her." A smirk played upon his face as he found himself sprawled on the ground, defeated. Without further delay, I climbed into my car and drove off, leaving him behind.

Two feet from my building, a black SUV screeched to the curb. Chris stepped out. Older, darker, scarier version of Oliver. Black tank, muscles for days, and ink that swallowed every inch of visible skin—shoulders to knuckles. The same style I’d seen last night on certain men at Paradise. I realized I was staring. Chris noticed. One brow arched, slow and knowing. I jerked my gaze away before Oliver caught me. “What’s up?” Oliver asked. “Need you to come check some papers with me,” Chris said.