Novel & Cerita Chance A Novel

He said as he motioned for me to follow him. Caleb took me to the basement of the packhouse where a few cells were for holding prisoner. In the last cell on the right a bloody battered Chance laid on his side. He was naked and completely covered in dried blood. “He is all yours.” Caleb said as he left me to go back upstairs. “Did you come to kill me?” Chance asked trying to sit up.

I thought to myself as I made my way toward her, stopping behind her so that I wouldn't startle her. “What are you doing out here by yourself?” The question escaped my lips before I could stop it. A blush crept up her face and she averted her eyes toward the sky. “Um... reading ” she answered in a small voice. I smirked and placed my hands on my hips as I studied the book she was holding in her hands. It was a romance novel. “Is that one of yours?” “No” she smiled sheepishly and blushed furiously. “Luisa gave it to me,” she told me.

The journey had not always been easy, but it had been rich with lessons and blessings beyond measure. As the night continued to unfold, I marveled at the infinite possibilities that lay before me. The story of my life was still being written, chapters waiting to be filled with moments of triumph, discovery, and profound connection. And as I looked up at the stars, I knew that their light would guide me, reminding me of the strength and resilience that resided within. As I sat alone on the stone bench, enveloped in the serenity of the garden, I sensed Princess Golder’s presence before I even saw her. The soft rustle of her gown and the sweet fragrance of her perfume announced her arrival, and

"He fought me. He resisted. But you... you understand. You see the opportunity I'm offering.I like that." I kept my face neutral, my body still. The light was there, pulsing beneath the surface, but I held it in check. Not yet. Not quite yet. I would have this one chance. This one shot. And I had to use it well. I needed to figure out the weakest spot. The Achilles heel. She circled me slowly, her fingers trailing across my shoulders, my back, my hips.

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___________________________________________ The morning came with the Blood Moon Pack's alarm bell, indicating the start of the day, busying everyone with their regular pack duties. Alpha Dylan sat at the garden of his pack house, a book in one hand , the other creasing his lower lips thinking very deeply. A untouched coffee mug sat on the low table. He stare at the distance, eyes intense, lost in unknown thought. The pages of the book flipped back and forth by the force of wind. The coffee turned cold, long forgotten. He stayed stiff, with no care of the world. Last night felt unreal, he hardly believed his own eyes, seeing him again after years has bring back a hidden feeling deep inside.

That was the survival lesson I learned in my previous life. I lowered my head respectfully and said, “Thank you for your approval, Mamma Isabella. I’ll do my best not to disappoint you.” That night, at exactly eleven o'clock, Caspian returned. The moment he pushed open the bedroom door, the sharp scent of gunpowder hit my nose, mixed faintly with the smell of blood. “Are you hurt?” I asked as I walked over, already pouring him a glass of whiskey. “No.” He took the glass and downed it in one go. “Just dealt with a few idiots who didn’t know their place.”

She takes a plate the big man hands her It’s loaded with a pile of salt. Melina pushes her butt backward, trying to move the chair to get away. She looks behind her then to Kimberly to see if she’s getting any further away. Hope flutters in her heart as she sees the table is a little further away than before but her chair suddenly stops moving. She turns to see the big man holding her chair in place as Kimberly approaches. "Kimberly, please, please, I beg you. Don't do this."

Life was beginning to look up, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing. One evening, after a long day at work, Lily received an unexpected invitation to a charity event from her boss. It was a black-tie affair, and she hesitated, unsure if she should attend. But after some gentle persuasion from her new friends, she decided to go. It would be a chance to network and maybe even have some fun. As she entered the opulent ballroom, she felt out of place. The room was filled with elegantly dressed men and women, sipping champagne and engaging in animated conversations. She hesitated, wondering if she should turn back when a tall, handsome man caught her eye.

"Where's Lilith?" *********** "Lilith is..." Mrs crimson stammered. "Isn't she home?" clyde asked already worried. "I only left her at home to buy something across the road and I couldn't find her again." Mrs crimson said almost at the verge of crying. "Mom, I kept her at your watch, how could you be so careless already. If anything happens to her mom, you know she is an orphan." Clyde said. "Am sorry, I should have been more careful." Mrs crimson apologized.