Christa Snk Novels & Stories

Nell O'Leary came to a sudden stop as she looked at Christine over from head to toe. "So, it's the incredible Christine Leonard herself," began Nell as she raised her eyebrows, and smiled slightly. "Also known as 'The Lady in Red', and the 'Heroine of the Snake River Rescue'. The same girl that's trying to raise enough money to expand a hospital; and all of this as a senior in high school. It appears that you're trying to keep the daughter of the next governor of this state away from Mitchell Kays. It even looks like you're ready to fight, if necessary. All of this for that bloody guy sitting behind you, Ms. Leonard? Or may I call you Christine?"

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

just a nobody. "But they really need to stop this bad behavior already, they derived joy in seeing other people hurt", I blurted out. She nodded. "Iam Kelsi" I introduce myself collecting the bottle water I dropped earlier from her. "Rita!" She smiled widely, she is no doubt adorable with her red lips and big bright eyes. I smiled. "Let's get something before the break ends" rita urged exictedly while her followed behind her. After break, I walked into the class and sat down.

“I apologize for overstepping.” “Tell me your name.” “Christina Hammock,” she replied. “But everybody calls me Christa.” “Where are you from?” “The Long Lake Pack, Your Majesty,” she answered. He was compelling her to speak the truth; that much was obvious. His aura was still strong, and I had to force myself to keep standing and not kneel by his side as well. It was difficult to look at him in this state, so I kept my focus on Christa’s pale features. The way the dark circles clung beneath her eyes and how her fingers trembled as she kept them pressed along the cool marble tiles.

Christa's PoV Morning routine carried on as normal, cleaning, making breakfast, going to school, and cooking lunch, being bullied, abused and so on. Oh yea, you may have noticed, I'm the omega of the pack. Let me introduce myself, I'm Christa M. Carter (Chris for short). I am currently 14 years old and an optimist. I am located in the Night Moon Pack, as for why I'm here, well since my mother died when I was 5 years old, and with no one to look after me, I soon became an orphan who was later admitted into an orphanage where I began to work and learn some skills which wasn't as bad but a few months afterwards I was kidnapped by a gang of misdeeds who plan to kill me but instead abused me for

One was an angel, and the other was the evil twin. She just finished dancing. Her denim ripped short pulled up, showing the viewers of her long shaped legs and a piece of gorgeous round arse. She sat back in front of the screen, making her warm and seductive eyes shone on the camera. I was one hundred percent it was Westley. Her hair right now was a wig. It didn’t look lively on the screen. She was using contact lenses, and this time, it was gray. Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers.

the someone cut me off. "Her name is Annabelle Siromani, my daughter."

“Who presents this newest member to the pack?” Richard asked as he stood on the dais. The pack members were all seated at the tables and I stood next to Kiran. “I, Kiran Sinclair, Alpha of the Southern Alaskan Pack,” he answered. “Present your member to the pack,” Richard said to him. “I present Levi Montgomery Sinclair, son of Georgina Sinclair, taken at the age of two and raised human and unaware, born of the Southern Alaskan pack under Female Alpha Georgina Sinclair,” Kiran said.

Sienna: The mist curled around my ankles like shackles as I charged through the chaos, my claws slicing another creature across the throat. It fell apart in a hiss of smoke. Everything seemed to crumble under its weight and it was as if the world itself was now calling for help, and yet no one came to aid it. Well, not yet. We were here and we were going to destroy her. That was the goal. Stop at nothing until she's gone. Tatiana. Marissa.

Fiona grimaced, giving Chris the stink-eye as she tried to maintain her composure. “This is Saint,” Chris said. “And this is Saint’s owner and my friend, Fiona.” Breathless, Nicky stood and grinned, offering her hand. “It’s so nice to meet you, Fiona. Welcome to Cold Creek.” “It’s a pleasure,” Fiona replied, squeezing the woman’s warm hand. Up close, Nicky was striking, her green eyes the color of an enchanted forest. Chris stood nearby, eyeing the two, the look on his face cheeky with glee.