Chase Rutherford Novels & Stories

I picked up several water bottles and headed toward the tunnel leading to the locker rooms. As I walked past the VIP section, I noticed movement from the corner of my eye. Chase had left his teammates. He climbed the short staircase leading toward one of the private viewing areas. I slowed my steps without meaning to. The Commissioner stood inside the VIP section with several officials. Chase smiled confidently. “Don’t worry, sir.” His voice carried clearly through the quiet hallway. “We’re only one goal behind.” “We’ll turn this around.” “I’ll win.” The Commissioner looked at himx his expression remained unreadable.

When her hockey star husband demands an open marriage with another team manager and then fires and publicly humiliates her, pregnant Helena Callahan loses her job, home, and unborn child in one brutal night. Waking in the hospital, she finds her estranged first love and former neighbor, bad-boy enforcer Jarrett Brooks, at her bedside. He offers her a position as his team’s new manager and insists she also become his girlfriend. Still haunted by how he once shattered her heart and the tragedy that followed, Helena wants revenge, not romance. But saying no isn’t an option.

she inquired after a lengthy pause, her tone now softer yet still cutting. “It comes from completing what I began,” I countered. Valentina rose to her feet, her movements purposeful as she adjusted her dress. “Then you will find yourself more isolated than you ever thought possible. Your fixation on eliminating your foes will ultimately leave you with nothing. The last time you pursued her, you lost your title, and then when you chased after her again in Russia, you lost your friend. Can’t you see that everything in your life is unraveling because of her?” Valentina stated, but her words failed to penetrate my resolve.

The way her smile had once made his heart race. The way she had broken him. He clenched his jaw, his chest aching. She had chased him away like he was nothing. Tossed him aside as if all the moments they shared didn’t matter. So why was she back now? What did she want from him this time? Grayson pushed the papers aside and stood up, pacing across the room. His footsteps echoed in the large office, but it wasn’t enough to drown out the noise in his head. He walked to the window and stared out at the city below. The streets were crowded, people rushing back and forth, living their lives without a care for what he was feeling.

“Let’s begin again.” And under the quiet stars, we stood together— Not who we were. But who we’d become. The End. Thank you for reading Chasing His Ex-Wife Back. New story Alert. Synopsis; In a world where possessive and powerful men rule, they can be arrogant, ruthless, and cruel. This world, Emily Greenfield exits in.

' She mouthed and smiled wickedly, then grabbed a silver purse and left. Maximillian Rutherford a.k.a Max, a certified mobster. All his casinos are a hit in the country, but what others don't know about--- he gains money not just on his declared assets. Underground mob fights is his specialty. I don't know how on earth did he end up in a situation where the person who hired me, wants him dead tonight. Maybe the scenic underground is too small for them to share.

I roll my sleeves up, helping Cherry to color a pencil she drew. It looked like a banana of some sought but she was pretty good for her age. It's my second week reaching here and it's been a really fun experience for me. I dropped the color and clapped my hands for her, a wide grin took over her face, then her eyes dart to the door and they go wide. Turning around, I see Scott standing at the door, his hands his in his long jacket, his dark rugged jeans right on his legs, and his boot as always was chelsea. He looked sinfully handsome just standing there and he didn't even have to try.

Where you might be, please be safe’ He mumbled to himself as he continued looking for the guy that he was looking for. He doesn’t know why he was always chasing that people. He’s not this kind of person who will get in touch with someone. He even finds any people boring, since they feel like they were just kissing his toes for his position as the son of the alpha. All that kind of thing isn’t relatable when it comes to Evan and Tyler, since their kindness was sincere and Sebastian knew it for sure.

With axle’s guidance we searched the streets until the sun started to set, but it was a fruitless exercise, we found nothing. Stopping at a gas station to refuel, I was working the pump when a rusty old pickup truck pulled in behind us. As soon as the human woman that was driving opened the door she had my full attention, she was covered in my mate’s scent so thickly I could practically see it rolling off her in waves. Who the hell was this woman? I thought to myself as I watched her walk inside to gas station. Leaving the pump running I leaned in the open driver’s window to speak quietly to Axle “Listen quick, the woman who just pulled up behind us has Charlotte’s scent all over her. We’re

Mom said. I unheard the rest of the conversation and concentrated on the French toast. Chloe and Laura left early in the morning, they had some errands to run. And Jenna and Sam stayed behind, who were currently sending evil glances to the particular guest. They all knew of her hunting adventures around the world. Adventures of men hunt. Famous and rich. And this habit of hers had Chloe lose her high school sweetheart to her. "How is your training going?" Alex asked, cutting on his pancakes and taking a bite.