Chance Jenkins Novels & Stories

We scrutinized every guest, every staff member, and every corner of the palace, determined to unravel the mystery. Hours turned into moments as our pack members delved deep into the depths of the palace’s security network. They accessed logs, cross-referenced data, and analyzed patterns, all in the pursuit of uncovering the truth. Their dedication was unwavering, their expertise unparalleled. And then, it happened. A breakthrough. One of our pack members, a tech-savvy specialist, discovered a discrepancy in the security protocols. An entry point had been compromised—a vulnerability that Jim had exploited. My heart clenched at the realization, knowing that my daughter’s safety had been compro

Jax doesn't even know she has a diary. "Finally! I saw him today, he was as handsome as ever! He was preparing for their basketball team's play, that's why I didn't see him earlier because he was just busy. I wish I can wipe away those sweats from his forehead and arms. My love is so tired" Jade reads it with so much disgust on her face while the others are laughing and mocking Jade. "So cringe!" Mae squealed. "Who is this special someone huh, tell us! Tell us!" Valerie said.

Jenkins' phone buzzed at that very moment, piercing the tight silence like a dagger and he retrieved it from his suit pocket. Serena watched with a furrowed brow as his eyes scanned over the incoming message, his expression unreadable. [Move the plan forward.] The message was terse, succinct, leaving no room for interpretation or argument. Jenkins let out a heavy sigh, running a hand over his closely cropped hair. "What if there was...another way out of this mess?" he said at last, fixing Serena with a long, pointed stare. "An alternative solution, one that could secure your freedom once and for all. Would you be willing to do anything to make that happen? Anything at all?"

I also found a new job here, and surprisingly, the company's boss turned out to be a senior from my university, Mark Pitcher. Mark took good care of me and really liked Kimmy too. He was very mature and steady at the company, but privately, he was somewhat childish. Therefore, he got along very well with Kimmy. He often played with Kimmy so much that I had to go downstairs to call them back for dinner.

I was still thinking of the next thing to do when a man, a middle aged tall man who was neatly dressed in a black suit caring a brief case in his hands come to us. " Good morning?" He greated me gently his expression a mix of concern as if he understood the pain I carried within me. My eyes zoomed on him and guessed he was a business man. " I am Ken Britstone from Britstone companies, You look so distressed, may I know you please.." I tried and mustered a weak smile on my face and replied. " Iam Whitney…Whitney Brown and he's Michael my son." I said looking at my now sleeping child tears flooded my eyes. I knew I was tortured physically and I was trying to be fine emotionally after spending

I don't want him to stay with me because of responsibility it is unfair for him. The day of the cocktail party is today and this will be the event where all the influential business magnates in Italy and other countries are all present. It is because Jamie already established L Tech in just a year and it is a big achievement for the company since it was established by her father. Who would have thought that this successful company was managed by a woman? It was a big taboo of the man in the business world. But of course, Franz is still the King. His knowledge and smart ways of dealing in business are exceptional that no one can beat.

- I say taking a seat in the chair that was once dad’s. I see a tall man walking in. He is wearing a suit and tie. He approaches the table and offers me his hand to shake. “Alpha Leon” - he says when I shake his hand. “Hello there” - I say “My name is Cesar, and I would like a moment of your time” - he says looking at me “How can I help you?” - I say taking a seat again and gesturing him to sit. He sits in front of me and crosses his legs

Jenkins rubbed both hands across his face, then turned to Noah, who had already managed to calm his breathing. "You were wrong to throw the punch," he said, and Noah lifted his head to look at him. The look in his eyes did not show remorse, but it was no longer hostile either. He just nodded. Jenkins sighed. "But you weren't wrong about everything else. Your captain forgot what the C on his jersey means." Something dangerous flashed across Chase's face, but everyone missed it. Jenkins went on like Chase was not in the room with everyone else. "But if you want to play Division one hockey with the Black Ice, then make sure you deserve the ice more than he does."

I told the driver to park and forwarded our current location so Jenkins and the team could find us without delay. Jenkins is the head of the mercenary unit I hired the moment I realized someone was trying to kill me. They lived in my house disguised as domestic staff, guards, cooks, and cleaners, and kept an eye on every corner without anyone knowing. Only Richard knew about them. It wasn’t safe to trust anyone else. Now it was time to find out who was behind that accident and why.

Jenkins. "I hope I'm not interrupting something important." Dr. Jenkins said with an easy smile. Then he turned to me and gave me a grin. "Hey, Eves. How have you been? This little one keeps on getting into trouble the whole week and becomes the epitome of innocence on Wednesdays and Saturdays. I hope you keep her on check and save me from Linda's ranting." He finished, pointing to Eva, who stuck out her tongue in reply.