Chase Looney Before Accident Novels & Stories

I made to argue with her for a second on why I should help her get the maids but then, she looked like someone that was going to die at any moment if i didn't do anything to help her out. But coming to think of it, isn't that what I've always wanted? For her to die? i might lie to anyone else that I didn't care about how she spoke to me or treated me but the truth was that she has been a pain in my neck. If she dies, I have nothing to lose and I mean it when I say nothing. "Wait here, I'll get the maids." I finally said and raced off. * "I don't understand it. The Luna claims to not know what happened as she suddenly fell and started screaming that she wasn't breathing but I can see hand pri

His eyes told her clearly — he thought she was to blame. “What happened?” Chase’s voice dropped, sharp and dangerous. “He was bitten by a mad dog… his lower body was severely injured. He’s been in surgery all night.” Instead of panicking, Harper almost burst out laughing inside. Wait. If Gyle had just called Chase godfather, didn’t that make Theo… her grandson? For the first time, she thought being engaged to Chase wasn’t such a bad deal after all. Serves him right! she thought gleefully. “Harper,” Phoebe interrupted, her tone dripping with false concern. “What happened to Theo? You were there, weren’t you?”

Harvey Simpson sighed and responded, "I witnessed with my own eyes that several young men were carrying a wheelchair to the car...Oh wait! At that time, although someone was sitting in the wheelchair, the person was wearing a hat and lowered his head, so I can’t see his face. I just assumed that it was Chase Lucas and led the team after him. It seems that I’ve underestimated him!" "That means you fell for his diversion trick?" "Exactly! Not only was Chase Lucas not in the car, but Leo wasn’t there either. I suspect that they planned this long ago. Mr. Cohen, I’m on my way back. If Chase or Leo come to trouble you before I get back, you mustn’t fight them head-on. Hide if you can..." Boom! Bo

"What the hell do you think you’re doing, Chase?” A shadow passed over his face, and his eyes narrowed. “Kidnap? Really, Cynthia? You were stupid enough to let Valeria and Reese catch onto our tracks. They were close. Too close. I had to do something before you got us all killed.” The words hit me like a physical blow, and I flinched as the memories began to slot into place in jagged fragments. The chase through the woods, the frantic escape, the moment I lost consciousness after Chase injected me... It all came rushing back in a flood of terror and confusion.

Chase calmed them down with a wave of his hand. "Relax everyone. I would tell you this, I have never abused any drug. I was only very stressed towards the end of my career and then advised by my doctor to take to relaxation and sleeping pills. It is true, I was depressed for some personal reasons which I wouldn't disclose. My brother and sister-in-law of blessed memory were worried about my condition and on their way to visit me at my apartment, eight years ago, they met with a fatal car accident." Loud gasps of shock, echoed in the room. The paparazzi took photos and the entire hall erupted into chaos.

Mandy said getting up from her chair to help Ammie. I finally unfroze and went into action and stood up taking my mate into my arms and carrying her out to the car. Mandy and Steven followed right behind us. “We will meet you there, Chase,” Steven said as I lock the seat belt around Ammie and shut her door. I nod and said, “Ok.” As I climbed into the driver's seat of my car. Halfway to the hospital, I get a mind link from Kyle. “Chase we are under attack. Rogues are everywhere.”

When I'm refilled and felt like I had little bit of strength, I sat upright, my eyes moving round. "What happened?" I ask randomly. "You were in an accident, honey" mom says, her voice a whisper. "David called me" I look toward my friend who has a sad look on his face. Elle has her arms wrapped round his shoulders. "I feel so much pain" I grumble, throwing my head back. "You were found in a car, the bonnet of the car was smashed against a tree and you both were out" Both!... I swivel my head round again before my eyes widen.

'' "How did you ever find my apartment? This one is new, and no one knows about it.'' ''I have a tracker on you.'' ''Now I'm being stalked. Was that how you found me in Colombia?'' ''No, I did it after, didn't want you to go ghost on me again.'' ''When did you even do this?'' ''I'm tired of all these questions. Can you get me undressed now?'' ''You are a mess.'' Kristoff threw the car key at Chance, who had to dodge so that he didn't get hit in the head. ''Whose car did you drive, anyway?'' "Malcom, now please, enough talking.'' Chance had his hands on his hips, staring down at his drunken lover. Once again, Chance found himself undressing Kristoff, having to fight to pull his pants off, whi

And that sentence does something strange to my chest. Because he isn’t accusing me. He isn’t saying I ordered it. He isn’t claiming conspiracy. He’s removing me from the center of it. Which is somehow worse. “It was raining,” he continued. “And a truck that lost control.” Images flash in my mind. The report. Brake failure. Collision. Fire. “I was thrown sideways on impact,” Chase says. “The driver died instantly.” His jaw tightens briefly. “Julian was unconscious.” His voice lowers.

I looked at my wristwatch it's quarter to six. I said minutes but took an hour, now being late has become my habit. "I-" I begin to speak but was cut by Loren. "Never mind, we're already late, now let's go." We all sat in one car, uncle's car, a black Jaguar. Uncle sat on the passenger seat beside the driver and, Loren and I were in the back seat. After a long drive, we halted at a deserted place, not fully dessert. There were few houses and construction was started on our land. Now I am doubtful whether this plan would work or not. My observation commenced as soon as we reached. I spot a familiar kid and called him but he ran away. I begin to follow him until a familiar hand caught me by my