Swat Chris And Street Novels & Stories

The cops looked at each other before one of them started speaking. "He was taken out of his room by the security for routine check up's. But Chris became aggressive and killed one of the security guards before escaping. We are currently searching for him" one of the cops informed. "Sir, Chris has a history of homicide and showed signs that he might be a psychopath. Don't you think that its dangerous for someone like him to roam freely, even for a while?" another reporter inquired.

I couldn't help but smile at the memory of Chris's face when I confirmed our relationship or how pale he turned when he came inside me. Of course, the shock didn’t prevent him from fucking me two more times without protection. I don't know why men were so turned on by not wearing protection, but I had to admit that the potential this particular man developed in the shower was incredible. Now I could say that it was hard for me to walk. I had just finished putting on my uniform when I heard Chris’ voice from the kitchen. Was he singing? I couldn't tell since it was a distant sound. And I was the only one in the house with him, so I doubted he could be talking to anyone, so I left my room and

Chris tossed his gun away and I assumed he ran out of bullets. I watched as Travis picked his machete back up and swing at Chris, effectively chopping off one of his hands. “Fuck!” Chris growled as he tried to stop the bleeding. Matty pulled out a wooden stake and stalked forward towards Chris. Chris’ eyes grew wide, and he tried to run but Travis held him in place by the leg while he continued to lay on the ground. “Die, mother fucker.” Matty grinned and plunged the stake downwards towards his heart. But Chris was able to avoid getting stabbed in the chest and he hit his stomach instead.

Was this the Weston she knew? Upon seeing that Weston had no intention of stopping, Chris turned towards Stella anxiously, “Are you just going to watch as he beats the man to death?” Anxiety flashed past his eyes.

Graham replied, “What are you saying, President Zea. We’re all here today, thanks to you. If that brat comes to pester you again, I’ll be the first to hammer him to death.” *** Inside a classy twenty-four-hour bar, Chris was swirling the red wine glass in his hand. As he looked at his reflection on the glass, his mind was instead filled with Winifred. “Winifred, you can’t escape from me. No woman dares to reject me, Chris Hill.” Chris’s face was contorted into a frightening smile. A smile that would send shivers down one’s spine. This man’s true nature was completely different from his gentle appearance. Inside his heart lived a wild beast.

And just like that, the awkwardness disappeared. —-------- While Collins and I headed downstairs toward the kitchen, Sylvester was miles away from the mansion. And far from relaxed. The black SUV rolled smoothly through the private road leading toward Omega territory. Chris sat beside him silently, one arm resting against the car door while several armed men followed behind them in another vehicle. Unlike Kelvin and Collins, Chris was naturally quiet. Dangerously quiet. The type of man who didn’t waste words unless necessary. But despite his calm demeanor, everyone knew one thing, Chris Muskegon was lethal.

Dwayne barked, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth. Chris didn’t even look at him. His green eyes were locked on me. Then suddenly, he grabbed my hand. “Chris!” I snapped as he dragged me through the crowd. “Are you insane?” People moved out of our way instantly. Voices followed us through the house. “That’s her…” “Why is Chris holding her?” “She’s definitely hooking up with him too.” “Wait, she's so ugly?” Chris shoved open the front door, dragging me outside into the freezing night air. I yanked against his grip.

“I promise you, I’ll bring her to safety, even if it means I fucking die tonight. I know you’re a good friend of hers. She’ll be in fucking touch.” Chris continued to stay silent for several moments, until he finally gave me a feeble nod. “Please, save her,” he whispered. “She doesn’t deserve this. She’s all I’ve got.” I took his hand into mine, shaking it. “With my dying breath. You just make sure you delete that CCTV footage.” And with those words, I turned on my heel, and bolted out of the Golden Ace. Not able to get to Albuquerque Crescent fast enough. 40 ADRIAN

one of the detectives says. “Stay there till Mr. Denver calms down,” the officer said and Chris kept trying to get out of the van. “Let me out,” he demanded but the officer ignored him and walked to the warehouse again. He looked at the state of the place and saw a few injured officers and the news coming to the scene to report what happened.

Chris carried her into their room while Night Wing settled Abbey into her room before settling down himself. However, not everyone was as peaceful as them. Silas thrashed everything in the room before he could control the rage in his heart. He couldn’t believe how ruthless Chris could be. He didn’t even care about their family’s face when he released those embarrassing videos. He didnt stop to think that this was what they had prepared for Chris.