Percy Jackson Chris Rodriguez Novels & Stories

Her voice, ethereal and sharp, echoed through the thick air, slicing into the fabric of magic that guarded the cursed island. As she whispered the final incantation, a crack formed in the luminous wall—small, fleeting, but enough for one to pass. “He must go now!” Ysolde cried, her voice urgent. “Only one—only the strongest.” Everyone turned to Alexandro. Without hesitation, the Alpha King shed his robe and stepped forward. His eyes burned with conviction, the winds howling around him as if answering his call. The others—Kiara, Jacob, Edward, Nivera, Valerian, and even Serena’s father—watched in silence, holding their breath as Alexandro tilted his head skyward. His body shimmered and began

We needed to keep one another alive, even from the goddess. There was a long silence before Chris answered. 'I will never sit idle while any of us die again. Get me the sleeping poison tomorrow morning and I will take care of the boy.' Chris POV I ended the mind-link then ran to the woods to let my wolf run free. I was losing control a little more each day. When I arrived home earlier I was finding my peace again, but after our mother's news I dived right over the edge. I would no longer be the good brother or reliable Beta. I was a Shadow and would do what Ryker could not to save our family.

Her emotion exploded in a sudden outburst that surprised Andrius. Rose only noticed how the thorn gates that surrounds them going weaker as Maria used more of her power to argue. “This is what Chris had requested to me. I cannot let his death pass for nothing.” “What?” Andrius’s gasp was heartbreaking. Rose saw as the woman wept, “His body is still outside. Chris.. fought all those vampires alone.” The silence was deafening and Rose could only feel her blood turning icy. “Alone but…” Andrius looked behind, wanting to say there are other warriors who could have assisted Chris. However when his eyes moved back, all he saw was wounded people and helpless children.

Yes, women drooled over Mark, but seeing that it was impossible to take him to bed, there was always Chris with his almost six feet tall and very muscular body. As a man sure of his sexuality, I could tell that Royce was a very good looking man; I mean, the man looked tough and his features were rough and dark, his nose bent painfully from the kidnapping years ago, but putting his green eyes and black hair together, I suppose they made him exotic for the females eyes. But after that event, Chris became even more withdrawn and all he did was work and exercise, so we didn't see him much anymore. On my phone his number was stored under the name The Hermit, because, well, that word described him

Rosco laughed. “Rosco,” Chris whined when he finally was able to hear what he said. He had a fear of spiders, especially the jumping ones. “Oh babe, you know it’s true. Plus if you were manly all the time, how could I feel manly sometimes?” Rosco leaned over to kiss him. Chris had to close the distance. “Get a room,” Some teenagers called from down the way. “Oh, wouldn’t you love that,” Chris snapped back at him. Rosco just ignored it, as his eyes fell back on the smiling Rosalie.

I concluded "You still haven't stated what your plan is so I don't fully understand" "You need to make Chris fall for you and then, claim to be pregnant for him. It will cause a break up between them and I'll deal with the rest" I summarized "Chris is the name of the guy?" she asked curiously "Yes! His name is Chris Rodriguez, what's wrong?" "There's one Chris Rodriguez that is trending online, could he be the one?" she asked anxiously "I guess so! He's very handsome and he got married into a wealthy family so I guess he's the one" I shrugged

I spent years away from my home, I thought being around my other peers would help me stop thinking about Chris. Even though he was my childhood friend I missed him dearly. A trait my mother called weakness. A sight I swore never to show in front of her or anyone else in the Eon pack. Though we were a few, the rules were strict, not following them meant rejection from the others otherwise death. But after a long time of not seeing Chris, I met someone,his name was Miguel Torres. A wealthy billionaire werewolf. He came from the respectable, feared, Torres Fire pack

The fire calms down, and Persephone is standing there with a tall red-headed guy. “You had better-brought sweets,” Mykenzie says nonchalantly. Persephone lifts up two large bags. I love this woman and the fact that she can bake such delicious treats. I am still unsure of the man. I watch as Chris walks up and gives him a hug. “Everyone, this is Franco. He is a Phoenix.” Chris says. Well, that was not what I was expecting. So something did happen, but I guess it wasn’t bad. I wonder what this guy is going to have to say.

Hence the small age difference. I'll leave the image of Justin to your imaginations but for Chris, I imagined him as Lucky Blue Smith. Go ahead and g****e him, if you don't know him. please leave a review of the book if you like it!

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th