Chase And Skye Fanfiction

Liam Chase and I were legendary in Celandre City—the most infamous enemies ever bound by marriage. He hated me for being shameless, convinced I'd schemed my way into becoming his wife. I despised him for playing the celibate knight for Alexa Conley and treating me coldly. In eight years of marriage, his most frequent words to me were, "Get out." Then the flood came. The man who'd never spared me a single kindness shoved me onto the last lifeboat. Over the roaring water, he shouted, "Don't look back! Go! Khloe, my debt to you is paid. In the next life, I belong only to Alexa." I lunged for him, but someone wrenched me back. I could only watch as the water swallowed Liam whole. When rescue teams finally came, they found his body bloated, his fingers locked around Alexa's pendant in a grip no one could break. Afterward, I sold everything we owned, donated it all to the disaster relief, and jumped off a building. But when I opened my eyes, I was back… on the night Liam got drugged.

For the mission, for his ego, for his love, for it all, he had to get her. Renee was smart, gentle, beautiful, cool, loved by everyone. Working at the club one night, as usual, she bumped into the hot dude. The most famous guy on campus. All she wanted to do was to serve him one drink, but he wanted something more. Daily, she began to see him. He began to chase her. He wanted her. Just her. Renee on the other hand, had a lot to think about. The survival of her little family was borne on her. But, wouldn't she still have to fall in love someday? The moment she decided to give him a chance, they all came. The ones who loved each of them. The guy who liked her, the ladies who liked him. What could this be? A love triangle? Against all odds, they tried to be together. But, in this journey, would they be able to be with each other? Would they be able to fight the battles in their love life? Even if they were able to go through this, what would happen to their love story when the past haunts? When something unexpected strikes in the end?Read to know more! *Not fully edited* *Will be on daily updates*~ Thanks for reading!❤️

An aspiring journalist with a strong sense of justice. A reluctant mafia heir. And a mystery box that binds them. Twenty years ago, Nicolette Meyers witnessed the brutality of the Sticks mafia family. Twenty years later, she made it her mission to bring them down using her pen name ‘Nico Sticks’. Unfortunately, her editor stole her idea and took all the benefits before firing her. And her only consolation was a mystery box from a fan. When a blind, homeless man offered her bank cards in exchange of being her tenant, she accepted the offer not realizing he is the real ‘Nico Sticks’ – the newly-crowned heir of the Sticks family. Steffan Miller was a loyal foot soldier for the mafia until he was appointed to become the head. When his box was stolen and was sent to Nicolette, he pretended to be homeless to search for it. When the police force learned the name of the new mafia leader, it became a cat and mouse chase between them and the police force with Nicolette becoming the perfect patsy for Steffan’s operations. When strong attraction and forbidden emotions got mixed in the mission, does betrayal taste sweeter when it comes from the man you love?

Dean is a werewolf consumed by vengeance, tirelessly hunting his mother’s killer through the dangerous territories of rival packs. His single-minded quest brings him to the brink of obsession, threatening to overshadow his duties as a pack leader. Meanwhile, Vivian, the devoted daughter of a sick Alpha, juggles her responsibilities within her own pack, fighting against internal strife and external threats. When their worlds collide, Dean and Vivian find their lives intertwined by fate and necessity. As Dean's relentless chase is leading him to discover shocking truths and hidden plans, Vivian faces the problem of protecting her pack’s future amidst growing instability. Together, Vivian and Dean must navigate the treacherous landscape of werewolf politics, where old grievances and new alliances can mean the difference between life and death. In the depth of battles and betrayals, Dean and Vivian discover a shocking connection that could change everything. As they join forces and strength to confront and challenge their shared enemies, they must also confront their own pasts and the choices that have defined them. Wolves Amongst Shadows is an intriguing tale of revenge, mystery, betrayal, and love in a world where trust is fragile and brittle while power is fiercely contested.

Grandma lay bedridden, her dementia taking hold as she repeated Scarlett Hayes's name over and over. Tears streamed down my face as I dialed my wife's number. When she picked up, Scarlett sounded irritated. She said she was working late tonight and would call me back when she was free. I could clearly hear the sound of a man's laughter in the background. The moment I hung up, Grandma gasped sharply. She called out my wife's name. It was her last breath. While I sat drowning in grief, Scarlett's male best friend Chase Morrison posted a video update, geotagged at a couples' hotel. In the video, their fingers were laced together. The woman's arm bore a distinctive black mole I recognized instantly. The caption read: "When two hearts become one, why care what anyone else thinks?" In that moment, my heart turned to ash. I gritted my teeth and left a comment. "Let's file for divorce tomorrow. Then you two can be together openly and legally. You'll even save on the hotel fees. Win-win, right?"

“I’m giving you one last chance to Run, Ven. I’ll count to five and I’m going to chase you, if you pass these woods and the pack’s boundaries before I catch you, you are free to go from there, back to the human world you love so much.” “What happens if I can’t escape? You’d chain me up here forever?” I folded my fists in anger. “If I catch you before you reach the boundary, I’ll mark you, I won’t care if your answer is yes or no, you will be mine, and the gods help me, Little mouse, because I won’t mind breaking every Will power and walls you’ve built until you accept it, you will belong to me, Every. part. Of. You.” **** After being betrayed by her best friend who she slowly began to develop feelings for, Venetta runs off to the human world for a new beginning but fate pulls her back into the wolf pack she ran from. Will she be able to forgive and fight the obstacles being thrown at her or would she run, like she always has

At her friend's wedding, Amelia meets Maximiliano Miller, a mysterious man who tries to strike up a conversation with her. What Amelia least expected, was that days later, that man began to pursue and harass her. From appearances at her work, to having a chase with her in the middle of the street. It all came to an end when she mustered enough courage to confront him and ask him what he wanted from her. Amelia expected any answer, except Maximiliano proposing to be his fake wife. "It will be a short business of a few months, you will have a good remuneration; you only have to pretend to be my wife, you only have to pretend that we are a happy couple... then you will leave with your money and we will never see each other again". What started out as a particular business deal ended up making way for feelings that Amelia refused to feel. She knew it was just a deal that would soon be broken, she knew it was all a lie, she was afraid of falling in love with him... because in the end, she was just the fake wife of a millionaire who would never reciprocate her feelings... Or maybe he would? PIC BY: KATE BRANCH. THANKS, BEAUTIFUL!

Two formidable Lycans are hot on our trail, determined to claim us as their mates. Crescent Moon cowardly slaughtered the Eclipse Howlers, when I found my dying Luna-mother, she made me promise to deliver the mysterious box in her hand to the King and Queen of the Royal Kingdom of Werewolves when I turned eighteen. Xanne, the Beta's hybrid daughter, and me, still minors, are the only survivors of the massacre. But the desperate Lycans, who have searched for their mates for years, sensed us early on, leaving us no choice but to flee from their grasp. Until we deliver the box, we have no time for anything else, and the mates will need to wait until we are of age. But the chase intensifies, and they do everything in their power to catch up with us on our way to the Kingdom. In the end, we have to submit to this powerful divine race. Four fated mates arrive at the Palace, where Eon, a rebel and son of the Royal Chief Warrior, awaits us. When we meet him, the mate bond kicks in again, creating a new bond that baffles us, leading to unprecedented challenges in our relationships. Deception and intrigue tear us apart, pups are traded for power, until we are forced to reveal the secrets that take place between the Palace walls...

My husband insisted that I wear high heels at the company’s annual meeting despite being pregnant. He compared me to his female secretary with a look of disdain. "Can’t you learn from Lucille? She’s eight months pregnant and still comes to work in full makeup, handling her tasks efficiently. If you don’t wear them, don’t go. I’ll be embarrassed!" He even tried to give the high heels to his secretary and take her as his date. Left with no choice, I forced myself to wear them. However, on the balcony, the secretary tripped me, spilling red wine all over me. Limping, I found my husband, only for him to sneer, "Tripping on flat ground? How clumsy!" Furious and pale with anger, I turned to leave. Someone urged him to chase after me, but he only got angrier. "How bad could it be? She’s so timid—she can’t survive without me! Just wait. When the event’s over, she’ll definitely be waiting in the car to drive me home." Alas, he was wrong. I turned and went straight to the hospital for an abortion.

“I would like to introduce you all to the person who will be overseeing this project, our new project manager, Jenna Anderson.” Being followed by the students and teachers clapping their hands, which was then followed by the click-clacking sound of high heels on wooden floors, and my eyes widened as my heart started the pound with surprise and anticipation at what my eyes were seeing next. Long, lean legs, a perfect ass wrapped up in a black pencil skirt. A blouse that hugged every perfect curve. Blonde hair that was right now up in a high ponytail instead of loose like it had been on New Year’s Eve. I couldn’t help but smile widely, believing that fate had intertwined our paths once again. The woman who had both haunted my dreams and intrigued me deeply was now in a project at my very own workplace. And even better, right now I also knew her name. Jenna Anderson. And now, I was happy to know that my parents did not raise a quitter in their firstborn son, because from the second I saw her, I knew that I would chase her, win her over, and make her mine, forever.