Chuck X Stella Novels & Stories

“Tell me again why we're doing this at three in the morning.” “Because every time I stop looking at it, another piece starts making sense,” I muttered. “That's not healthy.” “Neither is being hunted by rich psychopaths.” “That's fair.” A tired laugh escaped him, but it disappeared quickly. That was the thing lately, neither of us really laughed the same anymore. Too much shit had happened too fast, and every answer we uncovered only led to worse questions. I stared at one of the names highlighted near the bottom of the page. Councilman De Luca.

Who knew what it looked like now? She exhaled and rested a hand on her lower abdomen. If Wesley hadn't cheated. If they'd had a baby together. Maybe things would've worked out. Too bad he'd ruined it. Her phone buzzed with a notification: [Cheswick Tech stock plummets. Founder Wesley Cheswick spotted drunk on the street.] The photo showed Wesley outside the company building, scruffy, eyes glassy. She stared for three seconds. Then she locked the screen and tossed the phone aside.

With those words, Stella grabbed her bag and exited. On this particular day, Stella had arranged a meeting with her two cousins to discuss matters. Both of Stella's cousins had requested 2 million dollars each, and Stella's prolonged delay had tested their patience. Stella harboured a deep dislike for her two cousins now. She had finally discerned their true intentions and was determined to sever ties with them. Unfortunately, Stella's cousins had accumulated numerous videos of their supposed "poker sessions" together.

Now I saw the message. Stella: It’s urgent, you are not you answering my calls Stella: Come to my house. I mean my doppelganger’s house. NOW. Stella: Where are you? “Omg,” Stella pov: We walked inside her house. The door was unlocked. I know she’s definitely going to freak out. When I reached the room, Chris stepped in front of me. “I will go first,” he suggested. I nodded. My heart beats getting faster.

She resumed chatting with Felicity, but during their conversation, Felicity inquired: [Stella, did Keegan come to pick you up? Stella replied: [He mentioned something came up; he'll come later.] Felicity prodded further: [Did you ask him what happened?] Stella was caught off guard. She responded: [What are you implying?] After a moment, Felicity sent Stella a picture. Felicity wrote: [I saw this on Stinky Cucumber's account.] Stella opened the image, and her expression immediately turned grim.

“I’ll do it properly. I’m sorry for messing with you. Me and the other guys won’t ever mess with you again. And we will settle the fight. We won't press charges.” I pulled the phone away from my ear and looked at Chloe. She smiled, completely unbothered. I hung up the phone and immediately turned to her. “What did you do?” Chloe just shrugged, looking far too pleased with herself. “It wasn’t really me, it was Stella.” She flipped her damp hair over her shoulder and continued, “She saw Jacob and his friends in a club one night… taking illegal substances.” Her lips twitched as if holding back a laugh. “And you know how Stella is, she took a video.”

“What the-” Chuckling, I grabbed Stella arms and pulled her up until she stood straight. “That was not funny.” She huffed, wiping off the water droplets from her face. “It definitely was. Oh my god, just look at your face.” Elisa cackled whilst grabbing her stomach. Her loud laugh ringed within the area making me laugh too. “You guys are super evil.” Stella pouted, wrapping her arms on her chest like an angry child would. “Awh, cutie.” I grinned, shaking my head with amusement.

For the first time, someone stood up for me—even if it’s Serena, who doesn’t particularly like me. The room buzzes with murmurs, but Mara doesn’t take the dismissal lightly. With a furious snarl, she grabs one of the heavier weights, her muscles straining as she hoists it over her head. “You’ll regret this,” she growls, lunging toward Serena. But Serena doesn’t flinch as she raises her hand, and the weight halts mid-air, hovering for a moment before slamming down onto Mara with a deafening crash. A collective gasp ripples through the room, my heart leaping into my throat. Is Serena not just a werewolf, but… a witch?

Stella, on the other hand, occupied herself with the movie she was watching on her laptop, not knowing that Rose had revealed her blackmailing schemes to Xavier. Xavier knocked on her apartment door twice. "Who is it?" Stella asked with a grunt. There was no reply, so she resumed her movie. There was another knock. Stella frowned and paused the movie again. "Who the hell is that?" Still, there was no reply. She waited for a few seconds and the knock came again. She stood to her feet, spilling a string of curses as she moved to the door. "Who the hell is... Ahhh!" Xavier quickly pushed her into the apartment and closed the door behind them.