Chase Brown Powerless Audiobook Novels & Stories

Chance rolled his eyes, "what do you think I am?" "A pussy, for not fighting harder and forcing him back into Malcom's claws." "I will get him back, just watch." When Chance didn't get a response from Aurora, he peeked over at her to see her slumped over the chair arm, fast asleep. He picked her up and brought her to one of the bedrooms, then went to take a shower and settle in for the night. When Chance woke the next morning, he was doing all he could to procrastinate. But he couldn't fight it anymore. He needed Kristoff, missed his ignorance and cockiness.

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All of the men and women just stared at him indifferently. “Who are you?” he asked as he stared at them with a pleading look on his face but none of them replied. Soon, the door opened and a woman walked into the room, with a smile on her face. Unlike the indifferent-looking men and women, this woman gave a smile at him that seemed to ease his tension. “Chase Brian, I can help you. I can make you powerful, so powerful that no one would be able to question your authority.” The woman said to him, but chase had doubts.

That's the last thing that I have heard when everything turns black. ---- Copyright © 2021 PenOfHope All Rights Reserved DON'T PLAGIARIZE OR DISTRIBUTE.REMEMBER, STEALING IS A CRIME. The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

He laughed at her, then threw her to the side. "Goddess, just kill us. I can't listen to them." Chase whined out, and I half laughed. This won't be the future of our world. Everything we worked for won't be ruined by some power-hungry child and an old man who never lived up to anything. "Don't worry, your life is already over." He chuckled. "This is almost too easy, but I care more about taking your power than watching you bleed." His fingernails turned into claws as he stared down at us.

I ended my speech with those words and I received a standing ovation till I returned to my seat. “Where is Laura?” I drank the water that was beside my bag before asking. He replied carefreely, “She excused herself.” The workshop came to an end. While Caleb was having a phone conversation, Silas and I were discussing how the workshop went. He asked if Laura would return home with us but I told him I had no idea. Suddenly, I had chest burns, my body became weak and I had the sensation of throwing up. I didn’t have the strength to explain to Silas how I felt.

"Have your men find that tomb raider's sister and question her properly. See if someone provoked her or offered rewards. I feel things aren't so simple." "Right away," Reginald murmured thoughtfully as he stepped outside to call his assistant. Grandmother looked coldly at Chloe. "Anything else?" Chloe spoke meekly, "Nothing else Gran, just came to see you." Grandmother frowned. "You've seen me, now shove off." Chloe turned pale. "Gran, you watched me grow up. Can't you stop being so nasty? You used to dote on me."

Earning all my strength to reached the left side. "This room is locked, Riani!" his voice echoed to me. Like those haunted dreams I read on those books. That seems to be happening one by one. I am about to reached it when his speed increased at me. I did not expect that. I bit my lowerlip when his hand enveloped mine. I chase after my breath there. His moved were very precise when he locked me successfully. I cleared my throat when an urge of different feels sting on me.

"Yes" He swoops me off my feet grinning, twirling me around while I giggled. He places me back on my feet. "Good. Now let's go make babies" "What?" I laugh. THE END!!! I hope you enjoyed reading CHASING STORM as much as I loved writing it.Watch out for my next book, and if you haven't checked out my old ones, be sure to.

MEANWHILE LAWRENCE'S HOSPITAL His dark pair of cold eyes were wet and red as his both hands were holding the wrinkled hand of his half dead birth giver tightly, expecting her to open her beautiful pearly eyes and look at him again. But there she was lying half dead... unconsciously. Jordan Lawrence was the man of strict and powerful rule, he was known to achieve anything he chooses to achieve with his power. But right here he was helpless. He was freaking helpless for only one thing, he cannot help his mother but to watch her lying on the bed with the support of all those machines attached to her body...