Blurred Lines Chase Novel Novels & Stories

I’m not a gloomy person by any means, but when everyone thinks of you as this ray of sunshine, some high expectations come along with that, and I don’t like to disappoint people. Why do I have to be a ray of sunshine for everyone? When do I get to just be Aurora Williams: human being? _______________ Authors Note: To anyone familiar with my previous work, I will go ahead and tell you that this is nothing like what I've done before. I've written this book to challenge myself as a writer. Also, there are some rape scenes that may trigger some readers, so keep that in mind before you begin reading. The book is yet to be edited so some slight adjustments will be made in the future for redundanci

Ask me a year and a half ago, and I would thrive living on the edge, but now, all I want is my husband and my babies and a normal life. So, as we pull into my favorite stop, I cannot smile at all the times that I came through here with a new dream in my heart. Well, I guess once again I have. And as I step inside the shop, I am completely shocked to see the very same clerk still standing behind the counter. It only takes him one glance, “Well, is today going to be my lucky day?” With only a chuckle, I wave him off, “Yes, I know. Chasing a new dream again, or should I say my destiny.”

It was delicious and I just wanted mark her and make her mine, but without being an Alpha, the mark would take, I wasn’t strong enough to turn her. I pushed through a dense thicket and there it was, the cabin where I had the most incredible night with Aubrey. Her scent was so intense now, but it was mixed with Chase's scent too. I wanted to let out a low rumbling growl, but I knew I needed to stay hidden, at least until I knew how Aubrey was. I crept up to the sliding back door and peered through a gap in the drapes. I couldn’t see all that much, but I could see her and that was all that mattered to me. I made sure I kept down wind, so Chase couldn’t smell me. I could hear them talking and t

I really have to look for a way out of here, I thought, as I slowly started running immediately, but they ran after me immediately. I stopped and tried to transform into my wolf but just then, I felt sharp objects piercing my body. My vision was blurry immediately, as I fell on the floor. I quickly tried to mindlink Hunter again, with my last strength, even though I knew I was already so weak, and my connection to him was also so weak, that he might not get my message, but I have to just try again and I blacked out. HUNTER TORRES POV I waited for my mate to return that night, all true, but there was no sign of her anywhere, and now it was morning.

I am only waiting for Blake to find out the other side of the story before I plan a move. By the time, the car entered in the area where my penthouse is located, the sky turned a dark shade of purple. The street lights are the only source of illumination on deserted streets. For some strange reasons, my heartbeats come to life. I am feeling them for the second time in last fifteen years. First time was yesterday when I met my kitten and right now. I glance out of the window to feel some fresh air when my eyes landed on a certain someone. No it isn't my hallucination.

My wide curious eyes stared at her hazel ones. She smiled, looking down at me. "Soon, baby. You will find him soon." Suddenly, her beaming face started to get blurry. I rubbed my eyes, but her sight only got hazier. Her distant voice drifted to my ear, but I couldn't seem to respond as black spots spread across my vision. And then everything was dark. Out in the darkness, a whisper echoed like a gust of wind somewhere from an uncouth distance, drawing me towards it… And then the whisper turned louder and louder, slowly pulling me from a profound darkness towards the rays of bright light that danced across my closed eyelids, an urgent voice reached my ears along with a jerk on my entire upper

We all made mistakes and the life is always about a second chance because we have just one life. -Damien DAMIEN POV I looked at the girl sitting next to me on the passenger seat. Her platinum blonde hair were sticking on her face at weird angles. Rare colour of hair I must add. If I have forgotten her face or those haunting blue eyes then I should be lying. A part of me hated seeing tears in her doe eyes. But I am the beast for a reason.

Chase’s voice was arrogant, standing tall in front of her. Her mind still foggy from the previous night, she recalled fragments, hazy and blurred. Her small hands clutched the blanket tighter, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She looked like a porcelain doll, fragile and exquisite. His eyes narrowed, a sudden dryness in his throat. “I mean… did anything… happen between us?” she whispered, unable to lift her gaze, her blush spreading from neck to ears. Chase glanced at her coldly, a faint curl at the corner of his lips, and scoffed, “Happen? You threw up all over me! Disgusting!”

I snap. Fury burns through me, twisting my insides into knots. His eyes widen. Only for a moment. Finally. A reaction. "I read about those," Chase says evenly. "But what do his accounts in the Maldives have to do with keeping me alive?" I press both palms against my head.

My chest tightened as I realised just how much I had craved this. I exhaled slowly, my grip tightening ever so slightly. My fingers traced delicate patterns against her lower back, memorising how she felt beneath my touch. Mine. The thought hit me hard, unspoken yet undeniable. But then—she moved. Beatrice stiffened, her muscles tensing against me. Her hands flattened against my chest, hesitating for just a moment before she pushed. It wasn’t rough, not yet desperate, but it was enough. Enough to remind me of the invisible line between us, the one I had no right to cross.