Christopher Wilde From Starstruck Now Novels & Stories

Edward was the one who asked. "Why are you asking him, when you are the one who up the discussion.” Christopher remarks back to Edward before Alex could reply to him. "And you Christoper is in the right position to deal with Rey Mason.” This time it was Nicholas who looked at Christopher. "Wait, why are you guys pushing the task to me all of a sudden?” Christopher cried out, suddenly felt cheated by his friends. "You're the infamous Christopher Long, the popular CEO of the Starlight Entertainment industry and the King of Entertainment. A small entertainment industry like HYL entertainment shouldn't be a big problem for you, right?" Edward was the one to reply to Christopher's question.

They were eager to see how he was going to die that day. At that moment, Logan and Gaston looked at Christopher with caution and distanced themselves from him. Christopher smiled and looked at the top of the hill. He did not expect Wilbur to have any hope of winning. Stiles' powers were obvious. Although Wilbur was strong, he was most probably not as strong as a Super Sanctuary level cultivator. That was why he reckoned that Wilbur was no match for Stiles. Christopher had already accepted his fate. At that moment, Wilbur flew to the top of the hill only to see an old man in a fisherman outfit with his hands behind his back sizing him up with a cold gaze.

I can’t shake the feeling that time is running out, and I need answers—now. As I approach the office, I push the door open without knocking. “Detective Wilde!” I call out, my voice echoing in the small space. “What are you doing here, Sebastian?” Detective Adams asks, looking up from his desk, surprise etched on his face. “I’m wondering if you’ve figured out how Christopher escaped and if you’re any closer to capturing him or Celeste,” Eric starts, his tone serious. “By Celeste, do you mean your wife?” Detective Wilde replies sarcastically, a smirk playing on his lips.

"What do you want to ask me?" He gled at my face and then said, "Sarah, since you work for my brother, you must know who he is, right?". "Yeah, a werewolf." I responded.. "But a cursed one, do you not know?". The look on his face darkened. His questions came off as suspicious, but despite that, I still answered him. "He told me... Is there anything else you want to know?".I did a dramatic pause before continuing... "Yeah, do you mind if I take a strain of your head?".He paused after his ridiculous request...

It made her look younger somehow, softer—but still sharp, like a blade hidden in velvet. Tora caught the twitch and narrowed her eyes. “Wait. Wait, did you just—” Serenya shook her head quickly. “Nope.” Cheyenne gasped, smacking Tora’s arm for emphasis. “She did. She laughed! Oh my goddess, she laughed.” She clutched her chest as though Serenya had just recited a love sonnet. “Mark this moment in history. September 22nd. At approximately eight-thirty PM, Serenya of the Wild Veil officially broke character.”

Chris let out a sharp, sarcastic laugh. "Well, aren’t you noble? Acting all righteous now, like you’re better than the rest of us." Then, as if a sudden realization struck him, his eyes flickered with amusement. "Wait a second… don’t tell me you’ve got a thing for Stellar. Is that why you’re so eager to distance yourself from us?" The second the words left his mouth, Chris realized he might have overstepped. He just came from the private room where they learned that not only had Stellar refused to crawl back to Percy, but she had actually humiliated him twice.

He was stunned by her beauty. He smiled and walked towards them. Christopher who was an actor was also known for his love for women. News about him being a womanizer was always plastered on the news. When he caught sight of Hilda, he knew he had never seen her before but as a celebrity himself, he had been checking out all the juicy gossips. For the past months, news about Hilda had been trending in Taadi city as she was claimed to be a home wrecker and wanted to create havoc at her sister's wedding.

*_* After working and serving some angry ,sad ,happy, over-cheerful people's coffee , I was ending my day when I saw a familiar but not too familiar silhouette. Curly chocolate brown hair, deep green eyes and a dimpled face looking right at me. Yep, it was fucking Harry Williams, talking to me , in my presence. Never have I ever thought I would see this day in my life. I think it is good ,I wore my red lipstick. I try not to be startsruck and ask him for his orders. He looks at me with a frown like he has seen me somewhere. I want to say yes ,I am a YouTube girl but instead, I say,”What can I get you sir?"

He quickly levitated Willy up, Willy floated up fast, caused by the uncanny power of telekinesis and Willy’s head hit the ceiling painfully, with a loud crack. Than he let Willy drop to the floor with a resounding thud. Pain erupted all over Willy’s body. “That ought to keep you from doing anything stupid,”— the Stranger said and his current face faded away as the holographical gimmick facial disguise faded away, replaced by the actual cold smiling face of: Oswald the Stranger. Willy blacked out once more.