Nightmare X Chris Novels & Stories

“What the hell are you thinking?” Chris asked, his cool tone edged with clear contempt for Dominic’s intelligence. Dominic fired back, “Then you tell me what the hell this is.” Who would believe it? Chris ran Xander Corporation. He was the head of the Xander family. But in the middle of the night, this cold, arrogant man had put in colored contacts, slapped on fake scars, and even worn a muscle suit. Then he had risked ruining his reputation just to sneak out of detention.

“Victor said they were trying to wake you up, they were scared.” “I really didn’t-” “You told anyone you still have the nightmares?” he asked nonchalantly, as if it were a question Wade always asked. Chris’ hackles instantly rose. He wanted no one to know of his issues with sleep. OK… he didn’t want anyone to know his issues full stop. But for Wade to ask as if it were common knowledge? Chris hardened his jaw, “Don’t need to talk about this. Look I’m sorry I scared your pup. I’m sorry I hurt Hunter, arrest me or leave me.”

“Friendly?” “Why are you acting like this?” “Because you were all over him the entire night.” My eyes widened instantly. “Excuse me?” “You heard me.” I couldn’t believe this. “You were literally surrounded by girls all night!” “And yet I still noticed you.” The words came out fast and sharp. The silence that followed felt strange. Heavy. My chest tightened slightly and I looked away first. Chris exhaled slowly before running a hand through his hair in frustration. “You don’t understand the kind of person Xander is.”

And why was Mark always hurting her in the dreams? She stripped her nightshirt off and got in the shower. Once she felt more relaxed, she got out. She hadn’t told Mark about the nightmares she’d been having. He’d been so sweet the past five months. They had even planned Christian’s birthday party. It was this weekend. She dried off and walked out to the bedroom. She opened the drawer to grab some pajamas when she heard Mark’s voice. “Hey. Are you okay?” he whispered. “Just had a bad dream is all.”

Chapter: 17 ****** The next morning, Christopher woke up with unwavering determination. He needed to get closer to Logan discreetly, without alerting anyone to his true intentions. He decided to leverage his connections in law enforcement, using his badge as an excuse to seek Logan's assistance on a case. This was the perfect opportunity for him to gather more information on the man he was about to confront. He knew it would work, but he had to be careful not to tip off Logan that something was going on. The situation required delicate handling. Logan was an intelligent man, with a good grasp of people, his powers, and his surroundings. If they were to ever meet, Chris did not want Logan to

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh

I was utterly alone in the dining hall for the past 45 minutes. Xavier's parents and his sister left a while ago and I was here, sitting with my thoughts. His mom left a few minutes ago. I sat rigidly, tears gathering in the corners of my eyes, threatening to spill. My mind raced as I tried to understand how my life had turned into such a mess. I never imagined that Drake was Xavier’s brother — Kendrick. What did he mean that we slept together?

He shook his head to get out of the thoughts and turned to see who interrupted him. " Who the f**k are you?" he spat with venom in his voice. " Did you forget me, Little Chris?" Daniel mocked. Chris stared at him, and he felt that he had seen him earlier. After some thought, he remembered seeing him when he, Liam, and their parents were attacked on the mountain trip 15 years ago. " You...?" Chris was confused. " Weren't you dead?" He remembered his Dad saying that he had gotten rid of the vampire.

I step into frame, voice low and rough. “Santa, I’ve been dumped and down… but seeing you? My cock just went full North Pole, baby. I’m about to split your chimney wide open.” The director flashes a quick thumbs-up from behind the monitor. Good take. Cut. I’m Chris . Yeah, that Chris. The same pathetic loser who got dumped by his girlfriend of three years exactly nine days ago because, and I quote, “I wasn’t going anywhere in life.” She wasn’t wrong. I was delivering pizzas and jerking off to Destiny Mira p**n scenes every night like some sad cliché. And now, less than two weeks later, I’m on a Brazzers set with a raging hard-on, about to fuck the actual

“You don’t need to be. Feel free around me.” “I don’t even know you,” I said honestly. “And… like Greg said, you look like a thug.” “That’s because of my line of work.” “What work?” I asked. “My name is Dave Colombo,” he said calmly. “Only son of Jeffrey Colombo of the—” “The Colombo Group,” I breathed in awe. “You know it?” “Who doesn’t?” I said softly. “I never imagined I’d be this close to a Colombo.” “Well,” he smiled, “here we are.”