Blurred Lines 1 Chase Novels & Stories

The sound is sharp and clear and the room does not go quiet, rooms don't go quiet at parties, but the immediate circle of people around us does, that ripple of sudden attention that radiates out from a single point. Chase's head has turned with the impact. He stays very still for a moment, looking away from me. Then he turns back, slowly, and his expression is the one from the mirror photographs, the cold settled thing, except that underneath it, very briefly, is something that looks like satisfaction. I realize, in the three seconds before the cameras confirm it, that I have just given him exactly what he wanted. He raises his glass. "There she is," he says quietly. The flashbulbs go off.

I rushed to the back, but where I could still be seen in the photo. And because I ran, I bumped into the person next to me. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, and spared the person a quick glance. The person happened to be someone I felt overly familiar with, so I had to take a second glance. The camera flashed, signalling that a shot had just been taken. I froze for a moment, staring at Sky as he stared back. “Clumsy,” he rolled his eyes and looked forward. Me? Clumsy? What the heck? Mistakes happen!

Chase got down from the car and rush into the clubhouse, It was crowdy and he tries to look for Calista or Rowan but he couldn't see any of them. He walks through the crowd and looks at all the girls he say dancing but he couldn't see her. Chase grind his tooth in anger, he's so going going to kill Rowan for bringing her in such place. He turn and walk out of the clubhouse.. Music was playing so the place is too loud to take phone calls.

Chase's unconscious and depleted body toppled to the ground in a heap of blood, sweat and tears. "Thank you, friend!" I whispered, running my fingers under Chase's eyes to remove the blood from his skin. Tears ran down my cheeks seeing him so weak and vulnerable. Leaning in to press my lips to his forehead I steadied myself for the trials ahead, knowing if I wanted to save Chase, my friends and family I had no choice but to play Astaroth's twisted game.

Finn snorted. Chase rubbed the back of his neck. “Everything… stable?” “Yes,” I replied. “That was not reassuring.” “It was factual.” He sighed. “You really do remind me of him.” “I am aware.” Finn grinned. “She’s nicer.” I considered that. “Marginally.” Chase hesitated. “You’re not… seeing anything, are you?” “Do you want the honest answer or the comforting one?” He winced. “Honest.” “Yes,” I said.

He has sea-green eyes, a small sharp nose, and a V shape jawline wich an appealing smile on his lips. "Let's have a little celebration for this." His waving hand in front of my eyes brought me back from my observation. I narrowed my eyes at him indicating that this is no time for the celebration and then realized it's almost time to pick Adam from the school. I hurried out with a quick bye to Jacob and drove my black Mercedes to Arrow Smith High.

But at the same time she was fucking mine. She had been before I knew for certain she was my true mate. I forced my focus back to the north lines. Wards pulsed blue at regular intervals. I checked each one. The readings were clean. The phone buzzed. I looked. Chase. “What? Bored already?” "Nah. What's up your anus?" “Nothing." I sighed, cause Chase was my friend. "You always answer like that?” he asked. His voice had that slow push that was supposed to sound relaxed. It wasn’t.

, Daniel spoke and breathed deeply. Daniel felt bad when Neil and Arjun both saw the colorful headlines of Chase with a model. Chase stared at the picture of himself and a blond model coming out of a nightclub, claiming that they were in a relationship and already engaged. Chase crushed the newspaper lifted his head and blinked severally. It was his innocent Chasey-baby look but Daniel shook his head negatively and then looked at Zane. "Very long speech, poor Almighty King", Zane was enjoying the drama but his happiness didn't last long.

Ava grins at my gesture and pulls out a chair for herself too. "What would you like to drink babe?" I drawl at Blaze and she gives me a look that says —'are you nuts?' Probably I just need an escape plan else I bask in the claws of Raleigh. "You are his girlfriend?" Raleigh asks Blaze and I squeeze her hands underneath the table, wordlessly begging her to play along. I sigh when Blaze pulls off her charming smile. "Hi I'm Bliss. . Bliss Carnap and you are?" "She is Raleigh, Raleigh Lockwood. . my highschool mate" I offer.

I force my mouth away from his so my eyes can have access to the beautiful pecks that’s finally shown to me. O hot damn… Chase is a god. A fudging god! His tanned and so, so toned. Every muscle you can see and as the buttons become less, they reveal more. More magnificent mouth-watering muscles. He has eight freaking perfect blocks, my hands actually able to lightly trace the gorgeous dents. The muscles lead downer, creating a perfect V-line that is stopped by his jeans. O, how I need access to what that v-line is leading to. When I look up, his starring at me – his eyes dark and filled with lust.