Chase X Jack Novels & Stories

His touch sending sparks down her spine. “Let go!" she yelled, trying to pull her arm free. “No." She struggled in his grasp, trying to break free. “Let go of me.” He chuckled, amused by her attempts to escape his hold. “What do you need, Red? More more?” He asked bringing out a stack of bills from his pocket and throwing it at her. The money hit her chest and fell onto the floor. She wondered how someone could have such a huge amount of cash on them. “Isn’t that what girls like you want? Some extra cash?” He asked.

For the first time since they had seen him, he looked… unsettled. Just for a second. The system pulsed red brighter. Another line. SYSTEM QUERY: IS GRANDFATHER SAFE Elara held her breath. Chloe’s lips trembled. And the answer came. ANSWER: NO Her father stepped back slightly. Only one step. But Elara saw it. The system continued. SYSTEM QUERY: WHY This time, Chloe’s face changed. Her expression shifted. Her brows pulled tight. Her lips moved faster now. Like she was scared. Like she was remembering something.

“We’ve been tracking you since the breach. You’re coming with us, Isla Camden.” I hesitated. Liam nodded slowly. “She’s clean. Maddox is deep cover. We can trust her—at least for now.” I took the woman’s hand. Seconds later, we were airborne again, strapped into a new helicopter as the desert below faded into a blur. My heart hadn’t stopped racing. I looked at Liam. “What now?” He stared at me, exhaustion lining every feature. “Now we find out what you really are.” The woman glanced at us over her shoulder. “Dr. Maddox believes the chip contains the final sequence. Once integrated, it will trigger the awakening.”

"All the pieces are ready. It's just the moment." "And after Vermont?" "After Vermont we have Christmas in Tacoma and James and Maya's first married Christmas and a Henry Chen exhibition in Chicago that Claire has been developing and the civil action reaching its first milestone." "That's a full winter." "It's always a full winter." He pressed his mouth to the side of my face, warm and unhurried. "I love you," he said. "I know." I turned fully and kissed him properly, both hands on his face. "I love you too."

Slowly, he leaned in, his breath mingling with mine as he brought his lips down to claim me in another kiss… The door burst open at that moment. "Ugh! I would die if I don’t get some ice cream…" The voice froze. I froze. And Ethan froze. My wide eyes snapped to the doorway, where an all-too-familiar figure stood, her own gaze mirroring my shock. Candice. Her mouth hung open slightly, her gaze shifting between me and Ethan, and my lips still pressed against his. Oh. Shit.

That was clearly a recipe for disaster. "Pull over." Upon hearing that, Xavier immediately pulled over. Jack had already vanished into the shadowy alleyway with Olivia. Quinn opened the car door and leaped out, running full speed into the alleyway. Xavier pushed open the car door and followed suit. Although he wasn't really sure what was going on, he had a suspicion that it might be related to the serial killer, Jack. In the alleyway, Jack had already slipped on a mask. It was a grotesque one with a green face and fearsome fangs, which looked terrifying even at a glance.

“We’ll be charging for drinks and there’s still food from the reception if you’re hungry. Now, let the orgy commence!” People cheered. Eight others quickly started gathering their things to leave. The DJ started playing music. Jesse grabbed Jackie and gave her a big kiss on the mouth. He released her and said, “Hot damn! Jackie, you are the sweetest and the most generous bar owner on earth!” Jackie laughed as he walked away from her. He started taking off his clothes. Jackie was going to exit, but Jonathan Jenkins approached her. “Now, isn’t that typical. You start an orgy and won’t see it through,” Jonathan said with a smirk.

Why did Jack look at me like that? I took a step closer but a quick grab at my arm stopped me. I let go of the flower and looked at Jack who was silent as if watching me. "It's your fault." He spoke loudly and dragged me out of the scene. Because of the shock he sent to my senses, I was stunned, but I also quickly realized that there was another hand that pulled one of my arms. "T-Troy," my voice trembled when I saw his blown up lips and eyebrows. His nose was still bleeding, which made my chest throb even more.

Chloe did her very best to lighten the atmosphere. “Why are we doing the most unnecessary things now?” Tasha grumbled. “I'm Chloe Mayfield and I'm twenty years old . I enjoy making new friends, nice to meet you both,” she beamed as she introduced herself. “I'm Joanne and I'm twenty-three years old,” I went along with it. I chose not to mention my surname so I wouldn't be recognized. I didn't want people knowing my true identity. “And I'm Amara and I'm also twenty-three. I forgot to mention that I and Joanne are best friends,” she added as if marking her territory.

I’m trying to push back all those pesky feelings of disappointment as I make my way to my car when I catch a scent on the breeze, immediately recognizing it and snapping my head up. I stop in my tracks when I see Chase’s big white Ford Raptor truck parked beside my little red car, the man himself standing behind it, leaning on the bumper as he puffs on a joint. The cherry blazes bright with his inhale, tendrils of smoke curling toward the sky. “What are you doing here?” I blurt, completely caught off guard by his presence. Chase blows out a cloud of smoke, flicking the joint away as he bares his teeth in a menacing grin. “You said you get off at eleven. Thought I could help with that.” He wa