Novel & Cerita Chris X Ted

“If she wins the challenge, then she will have my support.” “Same!! Same!! Same!!” The other people agreed with Sean. “Healer or not. Blessed or cursed. I’m into this. Thank you for being honest with us, Boss!!” Chris said, and immediately Theodore started feeling guilty about hiding his own identity from everyone. At the same time, Chris had watched his father dying with the pain of losing his mate, and he didn’t want someone else to go throw the same pain again. And the best part, he didn’t have anyone behind him to cry if anything happened to him.

Vitali’s mouth drops open, “Dumpling, you wound me. I thought we were friends.” I smile with a shrug, “Friends tell each other the truth.” I can feel Chris’ pride and amusement as he pulls me closer. “This isn’t fair, I can’t even argue with you cause you’re so damn sweet. It would be like arguing with Mother Teresa or Gandhi,” he says while waving his arms around in frustration. “Who?” I ask in confusion. “Famous humans, I’ll explain them to you later,” Chris says while kissing my temple. I sigh in contentment as I feel those delightful electric tingles zap through me.

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.

And for Fred don't worry, we talked and he had apologized for what he said to Chris about me, but I had taken the weight off the matter because, to tell the truth, he hadn't been a bit much wrong about that. I had gotten used to waiting for Chris to show up and that wasn't right, and with things fixed, we were getting along wonderfully. "Chris doesn't drink coffee," Fred told me seeing that I was carrying two glasses with me on the way home. "Neither tea," I nodded looking at him with a grimace, "The problem is that I first saw him naked and then I knew that flaw, I mean, what normal being does not drink coffee? But don't worry, it's actually hot chocolate.”

Tessa was really shocked at his question, from her research, she knew that the asked question could be asked in most cases, but it was not a popular question and she did not expect it. She tried her best to maintain a normal confused gaze. Since she stepped into the interviewing room, she had forced herself to give a straight face as though she did not know Bruce, although he knew him. She knew all of Chris friends and villains because of the way Chris would always tell her of his plans to eradicate and bless them, and he had liked to talk about the bed deeds of Bryce and how he would slay him and his pack one day.

I looked at Chris, he was flashing a smile on his face like an idiot, “It’s a big time!” “Why?” Tara asked, while giggles forming from her mouth. Chris get something out from his back and then wields it in front of us, making me widened my eyes, “It’s a jewelry, limited edition and the highest price in the City of Tranquil!” He then laugh like catching a billion of dollars raining in front of him.

"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."

I didn’t have much of an appetite but I was also unsure if we were continuing our meeting or not, so I forced myself to choke down a sandwich. “Do you think he hates me,” I asked Chris. “Who can tell what he’s thinking, honestly it seems like his mind is sharp but not as sharp as it once was. I have seen so many of his lectures, documentaries made about him, and I am not totally convinced the man I saw today is the same guy.” “Wow, really?? That’s pretty depressing,” I said staring down at my hands. “I mean you have someone built up in your mind, and you expect … well hell, I don’t know anymore what I was expecting. I get that he is set in his ways, there is a cultural barrier, a language ba

Mason detailed. His response clearly showed he knew Chris's personal life well. “Noted.” The doctor acknowledged before turning to face Chris, who just stared at them in silence. “Your name is Chris. You're one of America's top actors. If you could tell us more about Nimalaya, perhaps we can help.” The doctor probed.

He had poured us each a glass of soda, and there were some bags of chips, popcorn, and even sweets lined up as well. I arched an eyebrow. “Those are from the human world,” I teased, gesturing to the snacks. Chris shot me a roguish grin and set the tray down, already opening a bag of cookies and popping one in his mouth. “I spent more than a decade in the human world,” he said with a full mouth as he sat on the bed beside me. “You think I wouldn’t keep a secret stash of all my favorite treats here?” I couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s bad for you.”