Chase X Marshall Novels & Stories

It was an icing on the cake that he was a billionaire with a successful business and a former music career. "I see that Chase hasn't told you just how deep our relationship goes. You've been a bad boy, Chase. Didn't you tell her how we used to spend every night together at you apartment back in university? Chase, dear how did you go from dating supermodels to this sort of plus-sized, dark-haired women? You used to be crazy about blondes like me," Martha asked with a malicious look at Jessie.

It was excruciating to see him with Lily. I shook my head quickly. I shouldn't be mourning Jhon's betrayal. I had promised myself that I should be more potent than him. "I will prove to him that I can be happy without him." My eyes glanced at the cell phone lying on the nightstand. It lit up because there was an incoming notification. I quickly stood up from my seat, still holding the coffee cup. I grabbed the phone and started to open it. It was a text message that instantly made me exhale a long breath. Chase asked me to save his number in the WeChat app. Oh my God, this day had been so exhausting. I don't know what he wants from me anymore.

“It's a pleasure to finally meet your acquaintance. I've heard stories but I must say, those stories do you no justice. You look absolutely stunning" Chase was average in height and looks. He also had tattoos. Runs in the blood. He had long hair with a light beard. Attractive, not exciting. Just bland and boring, perhaps. “Forgive my manners, for not showing up for your wedding. I had to take care of something which was of inevitable importance” He apologized. “But I promise to make up for it" “It's fine," She shrugged. “Xavier will be down shortly. What brought you by?"

CHASE [8:07PM] "I just finished a meeting in the adjacent room. May I show you the way?" I sighed and offered him a smile. It was a kind gesture on his part. ME [8:08PM] "I'm not going anywhere until 10 o'clock. See you tomorrow night!" I must say, Chase was the complete opposite of Kent. He was unfailingly polite, had a knack for making friends, and genuinely cared about how others were doing. However, Chase and I weren't as close as we could have been, primarily due to two reasons. First, we were quite different from each other. Chase was an early riser, followed a strict diet of plain chicken breasts and brown rice, exercised regularly, and adhered to a regular sleep schedule. He avoided

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.

"Holy shit!" She gasped, turning the screen toward me, where the announcement post was going viral on I*******m: “SOCIALITE, ARTIST AND MODEL CHARLOTTE MILLER ALL SET TO MARRY XEROS MARTINEZ: A BILLIONAIRE WITH A DARK PAST.” “What… how is this possible?” He was the scary, infamous heir of the Marinez Empire, who was rumoured to handle all their illegal dealings. How had the Millers agreed on this arrangement?

Xander defended himself. “I know, son. If only that stupid brother of yours refuse to join the family business, things would have been easier for you!.” Xander’s dad lamented. It seems he is not proud of Chase's achievement then. Although every normal person should be. I mean Chase is the best male model we got in the country. “Dad just left him to follow his dreams. Anyway, Dad, mom this is my wife Ashely! These are my parents.” Xander finally introduced me after ignoring my existence.

“George… Chase? You’re George Chase?” “It’s so convenient when one’s reputation precedes one.” Mara reached into the pocket of her trousers and pulled out a card case. Flicking it open, she extracted a business card and held it out to Cole between two agile, knotty-knuckled fingers. It was matte black, faintly textured under her thumb, with a barely visible circular pattern that suggested the shape of a lens. All it said was GEORGIA CHASE: LIBERTINE, ROUÉ, PHOTOGRAPHER. And then a website.

The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather. The underground brought forth money from the production of a white powder. The underground? It was a crack house. X-habit's main aim was to keep the money rolling in, Kaching! Kaching! In hard, hard currency. But somehow other benefits accompanied the money. Fame was one, Power was another. Chase Motors, a car manufacturing and selling company which was owned by Steven was one of the entities the money brewed. Sage Hotels and Suites was another. Baron Sage owned this one. It was one of the famous hotels in the state and was still rising to greater

How ironic,he now flaunts her in front of me and her coldness towards me kills me a thousand death at a time. "Chase please help me to remember everything from last night.Its not normal.I never loose my control over my desires not even in my unconscious state."I shake my head in denial. Chase has special powers to take someone in past events through mind link or sometimes he sees the future which is very rare.His mother was a witch from a very powerful clan and father a werewolf making him a hybrid in our pack that's why he was too thrown out by Adrian along with me.