Zach X Chris Novels & Stories

It was a series of questions, written in a breezy, curious tone that made the whole thing sound like innocent interest. So Zane Prescott is officially off the market, and the lucky girl is Avery Chen. But who exactly is Avery Chen? We know she's a third year student. We know she kissed him at his own party two weeks ago. We know she's been front row at his games in his jersey. What we don't know is this: does she know who Isabella Kingston is? And more importantly, does she understand what she's walked into? Below it was a photo. Isabella at the stadium, poised and perfect, Zane's hand briefly on her arm in a moment that had been cropped to look more significant than it was.

It is a lesson that extends beyond her relationship with Miguel, permeating her worldview and guiding her towards a path of compassion and empathy. As Chris is discharged from the hospital, Zelda stands by his side, a symbol of unwavering support. Their journey towards healing is far from over, but together, they embark on a new chapter—one marked by resilience, forgiveness, and the determination to create a better future. Through their shared experiences, Zelda and Chris serve as a testament to the transformative power of empathy and the potential for redemption. Their story serves as a reminder that even in the face of anger and pain, there is always room for healing, understanding, and th

Forever. Chris.

I don't know, and I don't care," Scarlet replied. Vanessa, their history teacher, told them to not call her Miss because it made her feel old. She went back to writing some notes on the whiteboard for them to take down when Chris and his brother Zach walked in. Both brothers, identical twins, had dark blond hair, dark brown eyes, thin lips that had been stained red from consuming blood, and cleft chins. But where Chris was lean, Zach was slender and slightly taller. "Sorry we're late," Chris told Vanessa while showing his best grammy-winning smile.

“I’m still gathering some data on both persons. Perhaps before the day ends, I will have them on your desk.” “Alright, then,” he said and then walked towards the elevator. When the machine had finally reached the ground floor, Zach made his way out of the building and walked towards the coffee shop that Elise had told him. The moment he entered the small café, the waiter, who looks to be waiting for him led him to a small room with no windows, on what looked like a meeting room, and found Elise inside. “Thanks, Chris,” she said with a smile. She looked at him calmly. “Don’t worry. He and I go a long way back in high school. I can assure you that he can keep this quiet.”

How could you be so cold-hearted and selfish? Susan blamed me, too. "Exactly, Lindsey. Zachary has saved your life and is injured because of you. He's also your fiancé. How could you talk to him like that?" "Oh, so you knew I was your future daughter-in-law. I thought you already had someone else in mind," I retorted before turning back to Zachary, who was lying on the bed. "Answer me. What day was yesterday?" Zachary deflated like a balloon. "It was your birthday. Are you happy now?

Zach Lindsay is really my kryptonite! ______________

He’s really neat, he has really good skin, he’s very much organized even with how he placed the saucers and plates right on our table, even with how he was grilling the meat. Zach kissed a guy and he obviously liked it. I kissed him last time and he obviously fought back. He wasn’t the best kisser and I hate that I’m comparing him to Xavier because they’re very much different. However, Zach just doesn’t have that sort of aggressiveness that I like from Xavier. Zach swallowed and then began answering my query. “No, unfortunately. All of my friends are straight and they love tits and pussies and all of those stuff. Even in my family, we—I mean, they’re all straight.”

Chris kneeled beside Zack's chair and looked at him with pleading eyes as Zack looked away, rolling his eyes playfully. "Whatever it is, I really don't see it working," Zack shook his head, waving his hand over his uniform. "It doesn't matter," Chris shrugged. "And it's just this once, help a cousin will ya?" Chris rubbed his palms together. "Nope!" "I just need you to say a few things for me. Put in a few good words, you know," Chris pouted. "Please!" Chris blinked while blowing his cheeks. "Ughh! Will you stop already! You look like an ogre doing that," Zack stood up, acting disgusted, making Zack laugh.