Chase X Marshall Novels & Stories

While Jason interrogated me, I opened the passenger door, yanked Kimberly out from the passenger seat, and tossed her onto the road. I then sat down in the seat myself. She was completely caught off guard. She crashed to the tarmac with a loud thud and let out a sharp cry of pain. Jason and Alex quickly rushed to her side, their faces etched with genuine concern as they helped her up. I swept my gaze across their faces and sneered. “I am the sole heir of the James Corporation. Who are you?

Cindy said, smug. “Does Shane know him?” Chloe asked. “They’re acquaintances. I’ll need Shane’s help to get the deal. That’s my first mission as COO.” “Wow. I heard Mystery retired,” Selena said. “Yeah,” Cindy sighed. “He lost his wife and kid in an accident. But I doubt he’ll turn me down. After all…” she grinned, striking a pose, “who can say no to this face?”

The sparks of the mate bond were gentle and I admire it, it kept us at ease. We waited for a few more people to arrive. Only those close to the one being accepted usually attend the ceremony. Greg and Chloe had followed us out here, as had Nix's family. Bruce, Nix’s brother, and his group too talking to Tiffany. Soren and Cassie are here as well but kept their distance from us, I am sure that the mate bond is kicking their emotions too… I see that Cassie is not yet marked, that explains the distance. Nix was in the midst of those who were waiting. I hoped that their presence would help him stay calm.

Xavier sat in the middle, with the Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack, Chase Goldstein, to his left. He was dressed in a white shirt and a black suit, while Chase was wearing a black shirt and a red suit. Chase seemed to prefer a more striking outfit, which combined with his very masculine features, with bold lines and sharp angles, framed by golden blonde hair; while Xavier presented a very different silhouette, with an outfit that was almost entirely monochromatic next to his alabaster skin. His features were no less masculine, but he was also very beautiful, like an archangel warrior, with hair spun like moonlight.

I don't need a soothsayer to explain what that means. The marriage is genuine. However, marriage requires both a man and a woman. A woman cannot be married without the presence of a man. Same goes for the man. Which means that Richard was present there. I slam my fist on the wheel as I come to an abrupt stop. My body is trembling with anger and confusion. My anger is intense and tangible, coating every corner of my system like poison. After a moment of exhalation, I release my balled fist and ignite the car engine into action before driving into Ashley's garage, where I park my car roughly before coming out.

He said, and light claps filled the atmosphere. Catching my breath not because I danced much but because of how fast my heart was racing as I sat next to him, watching his side profile. So this was really my life. I was getting married to Damian Russo, heir of the Russo Group. Way above my league. Fiddling with my purse, I stopped the moment his eyes rested on my hands. Without uttering a word, he covered mine with his, rubbing the back of my hand soothingly. “You want something to drink?” He asked and I nodded.

Archie asks, and I nod as I study Chase. Chase seems to ooze with dominance as he strides confidently towards the breakfast bar. His hair is golden blond. He has shaved the sides of his head short, to show off, I suspect, the tattoo starting just above his ear. It’s an intricate pattern running down his neck and below his collar. I can see him being a character in one of the human shows my mum watches where they wear leather and ride motorbikes. I wonder if he wears leather when he’s not in uniform.

And Charlotte’s texts never get urgent, unless something really serious had happened. She scrolled up the screen, and paused to read the headline. “YOUNG BILLIONAIRE HEARTTHROB, CHASE AXFORD, ENGAGES IN BAR FIGHT OVER A WAITRESS. No surprise his marriage is fighting for it’s life.” Her heart slowed down in sequence, as her eyes dropped to the picture below. It was her and Chase, in that restaurant. At that moment when he was losing his shit to anger over those men for harassing her.

Chase was next at the age of 18 (He's only 19 now) Now we have Dahlia. Whos next huh.

Chase said, his lips curving into a smirk. This particular Chase Maddox was way different from the one I knew. He was angry and a little cocky, but he was completely different in ways that I couldn’t express. “What is going on, Chase?” I asked, still deeply worried. “Who is this partner of yours?” I questioned further. Chase didn’t need to respond because it was at that moment that Tiana Donalds came out from the dark and snaked her fingers around Chase’s. He held her possessively in return, and the both of them smiled at me as though they were truly partners.