Blink Chelsea Novels & Stories

A massive crack of thunder shook the foundation, followed by a blinding flash of lightning that turned the world outside the windows a jagged, electric white. On the monitors, the main lights blinked once, twice, and then died. The screens went black for a heartbeat before the emergency floods kicked in. The club was suddenly bathed in a ghostly, blood-red glow. I saw Chelsea freeze. She dropped her clipboard, the plastic clattering loudly on the marble floor. She looked around, her chest heaving, her eyes darting toward the shadows that the red light couldn't penetrate. Even on the grainy feed, I could see the raw panic. She looked like a trapped animal.

She asked herself. Meanwhile, something else was happening in Cliffwood pack: Chelsea strained her eyes and managed to finally peel them open. The light in the moderately dim room seemed to be too bright for her eyes that had not seen any light in a long time. As she continued to blink and adjust to her surroundings, she was also trying to figure out where she was.

I looked towards her again to see her smiling flirtingly at Alexander who did not even notice her. She adjusted her shirt and kept batting her eyelashes at him but his attention was on me. I almost laughed at how pathetic she looked but refrained from doing so. Chelsea must have also noticed where my mind was going because she spoke up after a while. "Jeez, you reek of desperation, girl. It's obvious he has his eyes on our beautiful Dalia over here and you're still trying to shove your fake ass boobs in his face? If desperate was a person, it will definitely have your face on", Chelsea spat venomously and Blondie's face became red with anger or was that embarrassment I saw?

Blake? “Turn that car around now, Chelsea.”

Then the line went dead. Chelsea leaned back, staring out at the passing city lights. A slow, predatory smile spread across her face. Her own goal was simple. If Sephora as much as posed as an obstacle, she would eliminate her. And she might have just uncovered the perfect weapon to do it.

He was confident that after this revelation, Chelsea would stay away from his life. Chelsea's vision grew blurry with tears, and her gaze remained unfocused. Calvin could see the pools of tears nearly spilling from her eyes. She had hoped to win Calvin back, but that hope evaporated instantly. Calvin took a step towards her, "You've known me well for a long time, Chel. What's mine, I'll protect. But if what's mine is touched by someone else, I won't hesitate to discard it from my life," Calvin declared with a series of sharp, piercing sentences.

Chelsea wiped a tear from the framed photo of Tomas. "Dad, Chelsea promises that within 100 days of your passing, Mother will cry tears of blood and lose everything. So that she'll take her own life to beg for forgiveness from you."

Chelsea immediately walks closer to Red and hit him. "Dumbass! I'm not fat! Hmmph!" "Come, let him smell you so his nose can register your scent," Red instructed Chelsea to approach Blaze. "He might bite me," Chelsea said in fear. "I already told you that he doesn't bite. He's a well-trained dog, so you don't need to be afraid. Come!" Little by little, Chelsea came closer to Blaze, and as expected, she was still hesitant to pet him. When Blaze got close to her and smelled her, he immediately returned to Red.

Then I spotted Coulson on the ground, who had just finished his soccer game earlier, greeting the woman as well. The referee blew the last whistle and gave the last point to another team, and Chelsea’s team lost. The team who won came from the financing department. “Come on, Audrey!” Bryan stood up, and I walked after him for the next game. Both men greeted each other at the field, and Bryan shook hands with the redhead, then she turned to me. “Hello, Audrey.” She grinned so sweetly and offered another handshake. I didn’t want to appear like a bitch, so I shook her hand.

Kemira Heading out to the field with my two large muscle men by my side I’m excited to train. Chelsea is already on the field in all black. Her hair pulled into a sleek ponytail. I watch her stretching and popping her neck from side to side. Like some true warrior about to finish me off.