Martin X Chris Novels & Stories

The boy’s sleepy eyes blinked at the scene before him. “What the hell is going on?” Xavier exclaimed. “I could hear your voices from the stairs”. Xavier turned his attention to Christopher. His gaze went pale the moment he saw his brother’s pale, bloody fists. “Chris—what the fuck,” Xavier said, stepping forward quickly. “You’re bleeding.” Christopher paid no attention to him, instead, his cold, grey eyes stared straight in my direction like he could sense my presence. “Get out,” he ordered. I swallowed hard, blinking back the tears that were trickling down my cheeks.

She was so in love with this guy, and it was beautiful to see. “Ray is in a bad mood and might leave here any minute because he has a guest. I suggest you meet him now, and please don’t disappoint me. Try not to get on his last nerve, or it’ll be my head on the spike,” Martin warned us as he led us to a private booth upstairs. The moment he pushed open the door, I was hit with that familiar scent I’d picked up from Mira earlier that day at the hospital. It was faint, but I caught a whiff of the same scent from Chris as we entered.

MARLON My hands are deep in my pockets because of how badly they are twitching. I want to punch this man that is across the table from Luther. Luth looks like he wants to kill me, but I don't care. How was I supposed to allow him to go on a date with someone so much older than he is? “Marlon, what are you doing here?” He rolls his eyes. “M– Marlon Gustave! It's really you!” Luther's date stands up and stretches his hand for a shake, his head bowed in respect. “My name is Chris Walker, and I am a huge fan of your family.”

“I’m Xander.” “I’m Emily.” His eyes shifted toward Chris briefly before returning to me. “You came with Chris?”“Yes.” “You two dating or something?” “Oh, no,” I answered quickly. “We’re just friends.” For some reason, Chris suddenly looked irritated after hearing that, but before I could think about it, Xander nodded slowly. “Interesting.” “I’m actually a really big fan of yours,” I admitted, probably sounding way too excited. A small grin appeared on his face. “Then it’s my pleasure meeting you.”

“Mom’s insane. Whatever she says, don’t believe her! Penny and I would never lie to you!” The more desperate they became, the darker Martin’s expression grew, his suspicious gaze bouncing between Chris and Penny. “Why does everything always have to involve the baby? Whose baby is this, really? Chris… is it yours?” Martin asked. He seemed to summon all his strength from the air around him as his anger grew. Feeling guilty, Chris instinctively avoided his gaze. “Please, Martin…How can you think that of me?” he pleaded. “You’re my flesh and blood! How could I ever do anything to betray you?”

and the room erupted. Then we all really laughed when Chris fainted after he found out about Eva. Martin decided to unblock his phone as we waited for Alex to deliver his news. We didn't have to wait long. We knew the call was coming before it rang through, all of us had watched him dialing. Putting it on speaker.. Martin answered. "Santiago" and I almost choked on laughter! "Where are you?" Laughing. Martin responded "Here! Where are you?" We all know what he's doing, he's winding him up. It's a conversation everyone had last night.

He turned to look at Chris standing across from him, tall and straight as a pine, his presence even stronger than before. “Chris. It’s been a long time.” Sean’s grandfather and Chris’s grandfather had once been close. When Mr. Xander Sr. was still alive, Chris and Sean, being close in age, had crossed paths a few times as children. But that was all. They were only a little more familiar than most people. Chris had always been distant and never liked letting people get close. Over the years, the only ones who had truly gotten close to him were Dominic and Zac. “It has,” Chris said coolly. “What are you doing here this late?”

the man said after assessing her from head to toe. “ You don't need to tell me all that. I have eyes you know” Chris waved him off taking a seat on one of the couches. “ You have an hour, Martin. Nothing more than an hour” Chris said checking his wristwatch with a warning glare. He had been friends with Martin since college, he knew his friend well. Anytime Martin sees a beautiful lady, he always envisions how to try as many outfits as he would on her. He likes his works so much that seeing them on worthy muses is what lives for.

"She's still messing around with her ex. Chris, just think of it as you having bad taste in women and break up already!" "Yeah. I'm planning to," Chris said while looking at me with a burning gaze. It was as if I'd been waiting for him to break up so we could get back together. What a joke. I held back the urge to snap at him and excused myself, saying I needed to use the restroom. When I came out, Xander was leaning against the doorframe—almost like he'd been waiting for me on purpose. "It was Chris, wasn't it?" he said.

he ventures hesitantly, his voice wavering. Xavier flicks him an annoyed glare, dropping my chin. I immediately tuck it back into my chest protectively, watching as Xavier rises back up to his full height and steps over to where Chris is struggling to get his feet. “We had a deal,” Chris says shakily. “I held up my side of the bargain, I delivered her to you guys. I just want to make sure that me and my mate will be protected.” I can’t help but glare over at Chris, the fucking weasel. So worried about saving his own skin, even at the expense of his pack.