Kristi Christensen Novels & Stories

Chapter 3. Subtitle: beach condor Crimson stared at the two people in the shower in disgust as tears rolled down her eyes, her boyfriend TJ was entangled in the shower, he was gripping and hugging a familiar lady in the shower, her eyes further widened the moment the lady turned her head, it was Kristen Xi who was her fellow band member. "Crimson get yourself together don't look like a fool!" She snapped to herself as she whipped out her phone, the two people in the shower didn't notice her as they were busy playing around with their naked bodies.

“I think this particular restaurant doesn’t even have a kid’s menu. So everything on it is grown up.” “Wow,” Noah said, drawing out the word. Kristen appeared at the door two minutes after we pulled up. She looked spectacular in a lilac dress made of wispy chiffon. She wore simple heels, and her hair hung loosely around her shoulders. Her makeup was, as always, understated, but she had chosen dark lipstick that got me a little hot and bothered. “You look amazing,” I said when I greeted her outside the car. “Like some hot seductress from my dreams.”

They saw a beautiful woman in a distance waving at them. “It's her! The healer, Lady Kristy of Woodland.” Dave announced. “Oh, mine! She is gorgeous!” Catherine answered back in amazement of her charm. Lady Kristy had safe deep brownish-green eyes, long curvy copper blond hair. Perhaps that's the best way Catherine can describe as the woman in front of them was out of this world. She had a charm that made those princesses look as paper-thin as they are. She was something strong and yet curvy in the right places.

I touch the red stain on his shirt. “I’m fine.” He grimaces. “Damn Adam and his games. This will stain.” Yes. Damn him and his games. I kissed another man because of that stupid kissing game. What should I say to Kristoff? He already looks pissed. “Is everything all right here?” A late-fifties woman in a tangerine beaded dress joins us. “Ah, you are America and Kristoff Stevens. Melissa and Phillis’ kids.” “Hi! Merry Christmas, Mrs. Jameson.” America puts on a fake smile she always displays to her fans. “Yes, we’re good. We’re just having a nonsense sibling discussion.”

In the front, line with bold letters. The most sought After Bachelor, but not for long! STAVROS DEMAKIS IS SOON TYING THE KNOT WITH THE BRUNETTE SUPERMODEL KRYSTINA PRIERA, as one of our staff had an interview with the said supermodel. And it appears that both parties agreed to the marriage. I’ve been busy for the past weeks for my fitting appointments. Meetings with my bridesmaids, the preparations for my wedding. In a week, I’ll be Mrs. Demakis. I grinned at the thought.

the host added, a playful pause hanging in the air. Lena’s smile widened. "Well... we're not rushing with anything more right now. But we just got back from our honeymoon a week ago. Who knows? Maybe I’m already pregnant!" she giggled lightly, rubbing her tummy playfully. Kristen’s breath caught in her throat as the words hit her. She swallowed hard, her heart sinking. She stood there for a long moment, staring at the screen, before she slowly raised a hand to her own stomach. Her fingers hovered there for a while.

The unbearably sweet scent was followed by a loud thump. “Where the hell is she?” A manic screech pierced the silence of the entire floor. Zander looked up from his laptop and found Kristal standing atop a desk in the newsroom, clad in one of her horrendously expensive wrap mini dresses and Louboutin heels. Always red. Always black. Kristal didn’t have moods; she had obsessions with looking rich.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.