Another Chance Book Novels & Stories

Lots of smut. “It’s been a long time since we’ve had a book convo,” I said. “Have you read anything noteworthy?” Chance whispered. As if we were sharing secrets. “I’ve been so busy. My latest read is an omegaverse,” I whispered back. “Mm.. there’s a lot of smut in those,” he teased. “There is,” I said. “Did I not give you enough last night?” he gasped. My step faltered, and I inhaled sharply.

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"NO not like a reaper you silly bastard are you stupid you'll be alive in a new body you're not qualified for that job. FUCK. I'm offering you revenge on the people who killed you. A Second Chance at life but when the time comes in three years you do as I say and if the job is done right. You can go live out the rest of your life. Il even let you live till 100 if you want." Donns deal seems to good to be true, another chance at life and one job after three years. Then again killing that prick Stephen and My so called Father is too good to pass up. "Ok I'll do it but it better be a male body" Michael stated firmly. " Oh yes that's right it is a male body I forgot you died a virgin didn't you

Fish hand a small picture to Anthony. Anthony took it and examined it. It was a picture of a young girl, probably five. Behind it was a name "Nicole Mancini" "I found it in the bedroom." Fish said breaking the silence. " There were no clothes, seems like she must have left knowing we would trace her." Anthony squeezed the picture in his palms, his jaw clenched.

Something deeper. Something bigger. The sky above cracks again. Not wide. Not open. But enough. A thin line. Silver. Alive. My breath catches. No. I was trying to close it. Not open it. The figure smiles. And this time, I understand why. Because I did not seal the door. I just knocked on it again. And something on the other side… is answering.

But when I click open the email, a rejection letter it is not. Dear Ahana Congratulations. You have been selected for our prestigious Bankit Scholarship Program… I don’t even finish reading it as I let out a loud yelp, goose bumps forming all over my body. I shoot to my feet and squeal, not caring about the several curious glances thrown my way in the open plan office. Finally, London and Aput here I come.

Chris asked bluntly. “I am not. I really want another chance. Please Dad.” Zoey begged. “She is for real Chris, please give her another chance.” I said. “Please Dad.” Dan added. “Fine. I will give her another chance. But one slip up and you are out of the company and the house.” Chris warned. “Yes.” She jumped up then hugged Dan, me, and her Dad. “I won’t disappoint you guys. I promise.” She said. “You better not.” He warned.

’ Chance said. ‘All you’ve missed so far is….’ Clarissa said rummaging through her bag. ‘… it’s your birthday in a few days, so I got you this’ She stretched her hands to give Chance two books which he accepted beaming with smiles. Chance looked at Marley expectantly. Marley scratched his ear and muttered a miserable ‘I forgot. I’ll get you some next time.’ ‘That’s what he always says.’ Chance said and Clarissa burst out laughing at the look of exasperation on Marley’s face.

he let out a breath as he pictured Leigh Anne in his mind, “she might as well be.” “She graduated high school at seventeen. Will graduate college at twenty with a teaching degree. Moved across the country for a baby. Survived a shit childhood surrounded by drugs and alcohol and prostitution.” Chance stood up and started pacing back and forth as he spoke. “Not only did she make it out clean, but she’s also a damned virgin. A virgin! Why the hell am I, me, fucking just take a Chance, even thinking about getting involved with a virgin? Me? Two, three months ago, I’d already had at least two women by this time.” His arm swung out in the direction of the clock on the microwave to make his point.