Chase X Skye Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She raises her head when I come in and her sleep-filled blue irises stare at me before her silky voice floats from her throat, “Malachi, you’re back.” I walk over to her and wrap my hand around her throat, pinning her back to the bed. When my voice leaves my throat, I can barely recognize it. It’s guttural and dark as I ask, “Tell me why I shouldn't choke the life out of you right now, Skye.” Skye’s eyes are wild and her pupils are blown from the fear coursing through her veins. My grip isn’t tight enough to choke, but it’s enough to keep her from moving, and my tone must have exposed there’s nothing sexual about the grip or this placement.

" His voice sounded deep and seductive. I saw the undisguised affection and eagerness in their eyes. Then, I quickly recalled Chase's contemptuous and disgusted face every time he looked at me. Maybe I really could start over this time. Just as I was about to nod my head, an uninvited guest suddenly barged into their territory. "Daisy!" That was a voice that I knew all too well, yet hated all too much. It was Chase. He looked disheveled and plenty worse for wear. He'd lost a lot of weight, his eyes were sunken, and he somehow exuded an aura of decay. He broke through the Snowlight Pack's warrior blockades and stared intently at me, his eyes filled with frantic regret and pleading. "I've fina

As everyone started getting their stuff my teammate Amanda yelled "Team dinner at Mackey's at six if you can attend! We should get to know Skylar now that she's part of our family, also I'm just really fuckin hungry!" A few cheers erupted before everyone went back to what they were doing. Everyone except Sky of course who was now chatting with Amanda. She placed her hand on Amanda's shoulder while laughing about something she had said sending a pang of jealousy through me. I quickly shook my head clearing the thoughts before standing. I really need to calm down, she's hot and I'm more interested in her in 24 hours than I've been in anyone but I barely even know her, I'm being ridiculous. She

Soon Skye as he watched her figure move further and further away felt panic enter his heart. "Please wait..." Skye murmured while trying to force his scared voice to become louder to catch her ears. Feeling more courage to move his feet started moving one step at a time until the prince broke out into a run. “WAIT!” Prince Skye suddenly called out as he ran after her, finally making it into the building that was on the opposite side of where they entered from. Spotting Anberine quickly, Skye pushed her form against the wall located under the staircase and kissed the startled teen.

“Shut your damn mouth.” It—she—chuckles. “I would, if I had one.” It darts towards the TV, beckoning me over. “This should interest you.” I follow, stopping by my prized, white leather couch, just as the news reaches my ears. Somewhere within the last one hour, Chase Enterprises HQ burned to the ground, leaving several casualties, one of which happens to be Alexander and guess who the hell is crying in front of the hospital, gathered by the press, saying, “Scarlett did this. She’s been trying to ruin the company for months now! Her statements at the funeral are proof enough!”

I halted, meeting his gaze with a defiance I hoped masked my discomfort. "I know you don't like me. But you have to show up at the party," he insisted, a hint of challenge in his tone. "Why me?" I countered, casting a glance at Brooklyn. She seemed uninterested, her attention glued to her cellphone. Ignoring my question, Skyler leaned in closer, the smell of his cologne invading my senses, making me frown. Then, in a move that felt too intimate, he whispered in my ear, "Kyle, your favorite. He's coming."

Zeke's POV Sky's lips hovered over mine, her breath teasing me, her scent filling my lungs like a drug I couldn't quit. My body was a war zone—wanting, needing, but holding back. If I took her now, I wouldn't stop. I wouldn't let her walk away from me again. And how would that help either of us? I waited. I wanted her to say something—anything. Why did she run? Why did she leave me to face the wreckage of what we could have been alone?

Frustrated, she raked her nails down his cheek. He hissed and caught her wrist, pressing it to his lips. "Trying to scar me, little fox?" "You—bastard!" She gasped for air, but his arms caged her between the car and his chest. His darkened gaze burned into her as his thumb traced her flushed cheek. "The day you stole my heart, you should've known there'd be no escape." His palm slid down her throat, and she shuddered. "It's broad daylight… don't you dare—"

he responded, his voice filled with sincerity. As we continued to explore each other, the pleasure became more and more intense, every touch leaving us both breathless. We whisper words of love and passion to each other, and I know that nothing in the world could ever tear us apart. With Yamir by my side, I feel like I can conquer the world. Yamir and I were laying together, our bodies entwined in a passionate embrace. Suddenly, he spoke some sort of enchantment, and I felt a strange sensation on my face. A fake, but incredibly realistic scar had appeared on my cheek.

Storm couldn't believe how callous he sounded, they did not care at all, it was cold and she shivered a bit. She was surprised when Chase took off his jacket and handed it to her, "You don't have ................" She didn't finish her sentence and took the jacket and wore it, "Thank............." He was already walking away, "Thank you." She yelled out but Chase did not turn around she knew that he had heard her. The scent of his jacket was lustful and drew you in, who thought she would be wearing the alpha's jacket?