Chase X Marshall 소설 & 이야기

Dalton’s eyes widened. “Christ, cuz, you bet that kinda money on keepin’ your dick in your pants?” “It ain’t a cash bet. If I can do it, Marshall’s givin’ me a quarter share in this up and comin’ buckin’ bull named Atomic Fireball.” Chase pointed his beer bottle at the guys at the table. “So you all need to be getting some serious ass to make up for my lack of it.” Tell and Dalton high-fived, and Tell said, “We’ve got ya covered.”

The school camera showed the empty front yard—no one obvious—but the angle shifted, panning, and in the fringe of a lamppost two blocks over a dark SUV idled far longer than was casual. “They’re probing,” Marco’s voice came over the encrypted channel. He was tired; I could hear the fatigue under his clipped updates. “Two men, unmarked. One in a jacket, one with a backpack. They keep checking two phones, scanning schedules.” He paused. “License plate partially visible, last three: 4—9—C.”

Outside, Chase happened to pass by, hearing his sister's voic e from inside the council hall. He froze mid-step. "Marriage proposal? Crimson Pack?" he muttered under his breath. "What are you up to, Chloe?"

SLOANE The door slammed open with such force that the reverberation dislodged dust from the ceiling. My whole body flinched. For a moment I feared Xavier had summoned reinforcements that this was the instant everything tumbled deeper into chaos. However I noticed him. Chase. He remained steady in the doorway, his chest heaving in gasps, a firearm held with both hands though his arms shook. His eyes fiercely aflame fixed on Xavier as if blaming him for every injury he bore. His garments were ripped, smeared with blood and fresh marks dirt caking his jaw and bruises shadowing his cheekbone. He appeared worn out, beaten and barely standing.

Alexis was ridiculed online when Chase was not her mate. Yes, I kept up with the gossip. And especially about these girls and the super hot Commanders of the Moonlight Pack who were going to be officially certified Commanders of Selenia in a few months. "Chase and I are together now. He rejected his mate for me. So yeah we're getting married in a few months." Alexis mumbled. Her eyes twinkled with an emotion I couldn't understand. The table grew silent and Marcella's face was a bit troubled. She did not look as relaxed and as content as Alexis was and I wanted to go any length just to please her.

Chase immediately put her down. "Chase Winston, does anyone here know that you are already engaged to the daughter of Mr. West? Does your fiance knows that you are proposing to another woman while you are still engaged to her?" Xavier inquired coldly. Everyone looked stunned at that revelation. Chase looked uncomfortable and embarrassed. "I will convince my father.." he tried to explain. But Xavier cut him off. "You signed a marriage contract with them. Breaking it would cost your family more than you could afford. If I ever find you lingering around her again, I will skin you alive" a threat which was delivered so casually, but still deadly.

Ash had never seen her before but he could tell that she was a Landers due to the luxury she had on her. Merely looking at her, Ash could say this was not one like the calm Landers that he met, Daisy, who had him interrogated. This one was saucy, with an attitude. She looked to be the female duplicate of Ivan Landers. Ash wanted to ask who she was then he spotted her customized car plate, she was Katty Landers.

Hi Lovelies, Many questions remained at the end of Grace and Tristin's story. How did Ethan kill Lily? Will Ethan stay in prison forever or return for Grace sometime in the future again? How will Grace and Tristin keep supporting each other in the future? To answer all those questions, I am writing a sequel for this story, "Haunting Love: Chased by my Ex-Husband." :) You can read the chapters in this same book right under this Author's note. Updates will be regular from tomorrow, so don't miss out on what's happening next! :)

I took this rare opportunity to study him, committing every single feature on his face to memory because, who knew, the next moment, I could find myself with a broken marriage, alone, pregnant, and out of my marital home. The thought was a knife through my chest and I forced myself to look away, turning to the window to stare at the passing scenery. I noticed then that we weren't on the route back to the office and frowned, puzzled. Aiden had mentioned earlier that he had a shareholder meeting to attend by 2 p.m. and it was already half past one 'o'clock. The distance from the hospital to Skylark Corp took about thirty minutes barring heavy traffic but it looked like we were headed back home

Tay, ever the composed host, occupied a nearby armchair, his usual easygoing demeanor replaced by a mask of deep concern, his eyes reflecting the turmoil that threatened to engulf them all. "I still find myself reeling from the sheer audacity of it all – those men just waltzing in and taking Chase," Marshal said, his voice a low growl that betrayed the barely contained fury simmering beneath the surface. "This isn't just a procedural hiccup; this is a full-blown crisis, and we're going to have a serious problem with jurisdictional boundaries and a complete breakdown of protocol."