Chase Brown Powerless Audiobook Novels & Stories

For Carly, I could do everything. "Then... then, Chloe, please help me find Trace," she begged. "I love him, Chloe. I want to see him. I wanna talk to him." "Yeah…" I nodded though it was against my will. "I promise that I will, Carly. I'll find him for you." I wiped her tears. That promise is true, for I should find Trace Dimagiba and ensure he regrets that he's still alive. Damn him!

I opened my eyes the next day, it was dark already, I didn't even know what day and what time it was. I tried to get up, and slowly dragged myself up to the kitchen and gulped down a bottle of water. I sat down on the floor trying to gather my strength. Until I heard the rattles of keys, opening my door. "Fuck! Dude! What happened? Trish called me earlier. She told me to check up on you. Damn it! Come, get up off the floor." Shane held out his hand for me. We sat on the couch, while he put the pizza and beer that he brought with him, on the coffee table.

My strength had returned, and I was damned if I didn’t use my compulsion now. My grandfather stopped talking and focused his complete attention on my words. “Unchain me.” His body moved of its own accord, making Arthur cringe and his eyes dart in confusion. He didn’t understand what he was doing, and as much as he battled internally not to do what I asked, he reached inside his pocket and produced a small key. He quickly undid the locks at the wrists and neck and stood beside me as I rubbed the red patches where the thick padded straps caused friction.

His voice was in a deep baritone voice, as though one mistake can end your life. “The day came and their clan finally reached its peak. They were able to rise to the top once again but in the end, the great Rubern still died tragically due to a sounding thunderstorm that brought people to their knees. Everyone eventually lost hope and the thought of those people giving the power to someone else other than the successor led them to a greater downfall,” he added, before he gave me his cigarette. After a while, the man then takes another stick and lights up the end. He stares at the ceiling space of the dance studio.

I said softly, and then we kissed passionately. *** End of Chained to the Billionaire

"Then your tongue will become paralyzed. You can't even scream." "W-Wha...d-do...wan-nt f-from m-me?" She tried to grab something but failed to do so. Her body is not cooperating. "Want from you? I don't want anything from you. I want you, you! Ariz Jones. Do you understand?" He laughed maniacally. "Isn't it sweet? I'm like a prince searching for a princess and now that I found the one. I'll take you back to the kingdom of pain and sorrow! You'll love it there Ariz!" He leaned close to her ear and whispers. "You will end everything for me. Don't worry I won't kill you ... not yet."

But sometimes it feels like we are caught in a loop trying just to compensate for all those days of sexual frustration. I wish I had more self-control. And It makes me feel sad that my irresistible urge towards Christopher has kept me away from confessing my true feelings to him. But I can't keep things going like this forever. I need to speak to him. So, to put a break to this chain I got home early and planned this surprise dinner. And what can be more amazing than to confess your love over a plate of cream-cheese brownies? I pull back my gaze from the brownies, fighting the urge to not gulp them all together in one go. I don't know why my craving hasn't still subsided even after finishing

I am so excited to explore all the intracacies of second chance mates I alluded to in 'Chase. Do you have any guesses whose story it is?

I replied, "and you should see all of the tunnels down here!" And apparently, that was the incorrect response. I could almost feel his heartbeats pounding and the soundless snap of his emotion across the mate bond. As the mate bond and Enforcer abilities ganged upon him, he lost control. He quickly found the rabbit burrow's entrance and began digging with all his might. At this point, his mind wasn't exactly sane, and I realized he needed some time to calm down.

It looked deep like the depths of hell. Chase stood proudly with both hands behind his back. He was like a God of War, powerful and authoritative. He did not need any help in whatever he did. "Don't be arrogant, Chase Collins. Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have some talent and abilities?" A sinister voice was suddenly heard. As the voice spoke, a brownish-gray light shot across the night sky and came right at Chase.