Novel & Cerita Blurred Lines Chase Novel

Chase’s leg reluctantly slid away as I moved, leaving my skin tingling where his warmth had been. Elijah tracked my movement, his ice-blue eyes narrowing as he caught the subtle lingering glance between Chase and me. His jaw clenched tightly, a vein pulsing at his temple. His jealousy was a tangible, heavy pressure in the air, but he kept his attention focused on the board as I stopped right beside his chair.

“I just need a minute…” “As you can see, I am busy,” she interrupted, straightening her chair. Her eyes were sharp and wary. Just then, the door burst open, and a blond walked in, accompanied by a little girl. My attention snagged on the child first, assuming that she was the lady's, but as the child turned toward me, my heart stopped. “Mummy!” she yelped and ran toward Elara. She had dark eyes, the same sharp curve of the jaw, a faint dimple in the left cheek. Not even the hair down her back could hide the glaringly undeniable truth. She was mine..

John cursed under his breath and settled down on the chair where he was sitting earlier. “So, you want to help your friend…” Chase asked again fixing his gaze on the girl. Cara lifted her eyes and they met with his smokey gray ones. Her heart could not help but beat louder in her chest but this time not because of fear but something else… something very different. Chase’s eyes shifted from her face to her throat and he noticed her swallowing hard, his eyes travelled down to her shivering hands which were fisted to her side. He again stared into those ocean blue orbs and said, “I don’t like repeating my words”.

I blurted out with anger and jealousy. Chase used to be a man of himself. What happened to him? Why did he need Tiana hovering around him all the time now? “Carmen, that is not what I meant when I…” Chase started, but I was just so upset that I wasn’t interested in what he had to say. I was angry and jealous, I couldn’t deny that, but I was also disappointed. In anger, I crossed my hand over my chest and looked at Chase squarely. “Now that that is out of the way, do you mind telling me the connection between your eyes and that of the boy at the basement?” I asked. And I caught the look of shock that flashed in Chase’s unique eyes.

It's with a heavy mind that Chasing Shifters will be going to a 2x a wk updating. Life has gotten much busier for me and as of now, and I can only do updates 2 days a wk. so look out for new episodes on Weds and Sats. This change will go into effect this wk. I truly hope you are enjoying the story. I know it's a slower pace but the build-up is important to the story. not everything will be included from the past but there will be flashbacks as Kat gets older. Please leave me comments or gems to keep me going. I am enjoying writing this novel and hope that you'll continue to join me on this wild ride. It's the first time I'll be including dark themes and traumatic experiences in any of my wor

At least one good thing would come out of this evening, I would get through the night with the thought of undoing every last button of his with my teeth and making his body blaze with want when we got home. My carnal thoughts are shattered by a sharp finger snap. “Keep your mind blocked if all you’re going to do is tempt me with wicked promises that I’ll have to wait for,” Chase growled before taking my hand. “C’mon let's get this over with so I can find out how your lips taste with that fucking siren colour painted on them.” **

Normal. The second half of the period blurred into one long contradiction. I was writing faster than I could think and still thinking too much. Chase took a hard hit into the boards with seven minutes left and my whole body locked before I could stop it. He stayed down for one second too long and I was halfway through a prayer I didn’t even believe in when he pushed up, shook it off, and skated to the bench like nothing had happened. I hated him for making me care. I hated myself for how quickly relief flooded through me.

(b) Chronology of the book The book is told in an Achronological manner. The chapters will alternate between past and present-day events. All the unevenly numbered chapters, that is Chapters 1,3,5, and so on will include present-day events. These chapters revolve around the moment Gregory Stevens went missing and Erik’s investigation into his disappearance.

“You don't know what you're doing.” “I know exactly what I'm doing,” I had whispered back, my thumb brushing over his jawline. “You’ve been watching me all semester, Professor. Don’t pretend you haven't.” A sharp, blinding headache spiked behind my eyes, forcing them open. I stumbled back from the cedar tree, gasping for air, my heart hammering a chaotic rhythm against my ribs. I was standing alone on the dirt trail, the sun dipping below the tree line, casting long, skeletal shadows across the snowless ground. I touched my own throat, my fingers trembling.

A throbbing pain pulsed behind my eyes, and every muscle in my body felt like jelly. I stumbled forward, my legs barely supporting me. The floor beneath me was cool and smooth—marble? I blinked rapidly, trying to clear the blur from my vision. The air here was... different. It was crisp, almost too clean, carrying a faint scent of unfamiliar blossoms mixed with something electric that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Chase groaned beside me, collapsing onto his knees. "Ugh, I feel like I just got off the world's worst roller coaster," he muttered, clutching his stomach.