Christopher Novel Novels & Stories

Everything was stagnant. "Hello, Waverly," he said. "Christopher…" "It's Chris, remember? We don't need to be so formal. We did almost kill one another." Waverly's throat felt constricted. Was this truly happening? Were the Donovans telling the truth? "What are you doing here?" Christopher smirked. "That's a great question," he said, taking a few steps forward towards her. "But I'm technically not in Trinity Mountains, am I?"

"Christopher is an outstanding alchemist and has managed to come up with antidotes to all of the poisons my mother has formulated. The two of them have always worked together this way; one to poison and one to cure." Jim closed his eyes and let out a bitter chuckle. "I was so focused on getting Christopher to come to help me that I forgot I had failed to protect two of the most important women in his life. Perhaps this is God's way of punishing me…and I deserve this.

The light poured out from the room, and Christopher waited until the upstairs room lit up before slowly walking out from behind the big tree. He stubbornly looked in the direction of his own home before drooping his head and turning to continue walking outside the neighborhood. He didn't want to go back to that cold and icy home. Christopher walked out of the neighborhood and just reached the entrance when he bumped into Dominic who had come to find him. Dominic's steps were a little disordered, but his gaze remained unchanged, emitting a coldness that made people dare not look directly. He asked coldly, "Where are you going?"

She is quiet and docile, she always endures all the anger of her brother Augustus. Christopher is an ordinary vampire, he is not an advanced vampire. His life is the study of people and the arts. He has always admired humans, they have short lives but have great works of art. He heard, the girl his brother kept was an immortal, an immortal would probably have a lot of knowledge. "Are you immortal?" Christopher spoke up. He looked at Sharmaine in surprise, he had seen her with werewolves before but he covered his face then, so Sharmaine probably didn't recognize him.

Christopher turned to St Michael “I have suffered injustice for my righteous service. If your God is just, then I will enjoy the company of my brother and my sworn brothers in all lifetimes to come. I shall enter his house when you keep your promise.” “My love, wait for me. I will find you.” Christopher breathed his last.

The last time I heard that, I ended up stealing for a damned traitor and falling into a well orchestrated trap set up by him. “Not like Finn” he said in that weird voice and I froze. “How do you know about Finn?” I asked, my voice rising in panic. My breathing became uneven and my fingers trembled by my side. “I know everything…I know about your debt…your curse” My breath hitched in my chest and my body froze completely. “Who are you?” “Christopher the unblinded. I see everything. The past, the future, the good, the ugly. The curses”

Christopher felt bad, and looking at her, he said, "Sorry, it was not my intention. I was trying to dare.” But she looked at him with scared eyes and said, "The truth is that I'm not prudish..." Cristopher smiled, and looking at her tenderly, he said, "I imagined it from the way you did those things." She looked at him in surprise and said, "You don't think I'm... you know too daring?" And smiling, he said, "Everyone is who they are ... I'm nobody to judge you." She got up and, looking at Christopher, said, "You are very strange ... from now on, no more lies."

I think it’ll take us forever to find the right gift he’s looking to give to Celyn and Johann! He went to the other shelves. I followed him, half-stomping my feet. He stopped in the novel section. My brows raised slightly. No, I never would have guessed that Chris Salvatore would consider giving a novel to his friends as a gift! How unbelievable! I browsed around at the lifestyle books for a bit, but I also left because Chris's choice wasn't there. I couldn't get him to buy the book, no matter how good or promising it was if he didn't like it.

Christopher had never mentioned a former fiancée. "It's nice to meet you," I said, the lie tasting bitter on my tongue. "But if you're not here for books, I'm not sure what I can do for you." Victoria's smile sharpened. "I wanted to see for myself. When I heard Christopher had gotten married, I assumed it was some kind of business arrangement. But then I heard he's been coming home every night, playing house in that sterile apartment of his." Her gaze raked over me, assessing and finding me wanting. "I had to see what kind of woman could make Christopher Zane behave like an ordinary man."

Christopher said and when Rose glared at him, he made a sign of zipping his lips and throwing the keys away. Rose finally smiled at his drama but didn't say anything. He opened his laptop and started to answer some important mail while Rose just sat there and browsed the internet. This is one of the rare times when she gets to use her phone and surprisingly, she was checking for updates about Christopher. She saw that there was a new picture trending of him when he went to get ice cream in the morning. She stole a glance at him and he was working with a scowl on his face. She read the caption which read, 'BILLIONAIRE BACHELOR CHRISTOPHER ALLEN SPOTTED WITH IN FRONT IF SWEET SENSATION FOR THE