Christ Oil Novels & Stories

All I want now is to pick a safer and more comfortable place for this whole thing. I want the rest of this journey to be filled with love, compassion and peace where we'll start afresh leaving all the odds behind. Texas, for me, is definitely home. But it seems like I need a break from this city. We all need one. Christian told me that he has already arranged a whole set-up over there, from providing all the advanced processes and equipment to summoning a whole trained and specialised team to work on Chrissie for the rest of her journey.

He devoted his time and effort into annoying me for most of his day. Looking around the parking lot for Max's car, I realized both he and Sophia hadn't arrived yet. Kendra jumped out of the car and I followed suit. She hadn't left the roof down today even though the sun was out because even she knew not to place trust in this town's weather. The moment sunlight hit Kendra, she shimmered almost as if a million diamonds were glued to her caramel skin. She was dressed in her cheerleading outfit which meant there was a lot of shiny skin to be seen.

Christian replied and moving his eyes towards the beach as he doesn't want any eye contact "You have asked about my whole life in one question but sorry I cannot answer you this question. Do you answer this question, if I do not want to answer the question myself, it would be better. You should stay away from this matter and never raise it after today. Today, you have said such a thing, I will forget to understand this thing, that if such a thing has ever happened between us, it would be better. You do not talk to me from today onwards." Christian said in his deep harsh voice suddenly his awy of talking completely cahnge it seems that he don't like this question.

I make a mental note to corner her later and force it out of her. "C'mon in ladies," Christine welcomes us with a smile on her face. Christine is the wife of Travis Steele, the communications/IT expert for Heaven Hill, and the sister of Jagger. She's about as deep into Heaven Hill as you can get without being born into the fold. Not only is she an awesome person though and through, but she also does amazing hair, and lately she's been taking chances with hers. I haven't seen her in a month or so, and I squeal excitedly when I see the black and purple she's got in her locks today.

How could she miss the chance to put the doubt in his heart? “I believe Elizabeth is not like this,” he said adamantly. Chelsea snorted, “You believe her? That is so naive of you. I have seen too many uncultured girls like her. They would do anything for money. What’s more, She is a worker in Ford Industries, and hooking up with the higherups is not unheard of in this town" “Enough!” Christian got up from his seat. Chelsea was taken aback. Immediately, she followed Christian and got up angrily, holding back her tears as she shouted, “You yelled at me, Christian? You yelled at me for this woman?”

He shouted. “I'll have to mindlink him. Shit, I messed this up," he continues to blather on his own. I ignored him and began sniffing the air, hoping that Chaste's scent would help me find his room. The sweet smell of vines and pine trees! I quickly followed that smell to the farthest room. The door is a heavily painted black iron door with wolf decorative patterns. I dared to open it, and the door was, thankfully, open. I'm curious why Chaste left his room without locking the door.

Roth's laughter was full of mirth, I'd like to see you try. "Is that a challenge, wolf?" Yes, it is. +++ Meanwhile, in another part of the city… “I can’t believe a simple oil change for my car is priced this high! It’s just a Prius for goodness sakes. Can’t you guys give me a discount? It’s almost Christmas, after all…”

They were glad that I was okay. “What’s up fireball?” Christian replied, being the first person to greet me. He wore a gray T that hid some of his tattoos. The one that always stayed revealed was the red dragon on his arm. It was my favorite one. Something about the color, and the way the tail wrapped around was enticing to me. I hugged him tightly. I was surprised he was the first in line to say hello. “Hey Chris, how are you?” “Same old, same old,” he answered, “You know I was going to skip today, but I remembered you saying something about a foot being up my ass.” I looked, remembering that I said something along those lines.

he greeted me politely and show me to the car, opening the door. I got in the car. Soon the car drove off to the next thing that I was supposed to do on the list and that was going to a place in the main area of Spicy Groove call, every girl best place, where a she-wolf by the name of Ciara was waiting on me for who knows what. I wasn't afraid of going for I trust Christian and knew that he will never allow anything bad to happen to me. The car finally stops, I then realize we were at the place Christian needed me to be. A large beautiful white building with the name of the place dazzling above the building.

This time we both laughed together, she really was amazing, her voice, her laugh, her hands, and her sense of humor were incredible, refreshing. "Thank you," she said pulling me out of my thoughts, "I really appreciate that you like it, even knowing that you didn't want me to touch you forty minutes ago." "Yes, well, I'm not very adept at contact," I replied, embarrassed. "Christian Gray," she whispered almost voicelessly now working my legs. “What?” I asked confused, "Who’s that?" She gave me one of her laughs again. "He's a fictional character from a book who doesn't like to be touched because in his childhood someone put out cigarettes on his chest," she explained, pressing my right calf,