Chasing Emily Novels & Stories

Hey guys, I want to appreciate everyone who reads this book. It means a lot to me. Sooooo, I know some of you might not be happy with the end, but I want you to know it's just a story. And wait, remain calm! There's going to be book two. This is more like a prequel, an introduction to their love story. Book two is titled: Chasing her. It'll be out soon. Yes. Soon. You don't wanna miss book two, do you? 🤔

She tapped the dashboard urgently, pointing toward the rearview mirror. I glanced up and my stomach dropped. A black van. It looked familiar. Too familiar. Shit. I swerved left. It followed. I swerved right. It followed again. I pressed down harder on the gas, my pulse skyrocketing. Sweat dampened my palms despite the cold blast of the AC. “We’re being chased…” My voice broke, fear clawing at my chest. “Your phone!” Emily shouted, snatching it from the console. She killed the music and answered without hesitation.

shouted Emily. Emily likes handsome men. Because of her passion for Korean idols, her standard among men has increased. But that doesn't mean she can like a guy just because of his appearance because people like her have no intention of getting married. She dreams of visiting Korea and seeing her idol before settling down. That will probably happen after... after...? It just is. Soon. ** ** As Chaylen was driving, a dog suddenly appeared in front of his car, blocking the road. "Oh no!" he exclaimed as he hit the brakes. In the sudden stop, he accidentally shot his forehead on the steering wheel. "Ouch," he muttered under his breath.

“Now that there’s nothing left for him to gain, he’s suddenly cold. He won’t get to move on so easily. Not with someone else.” She headed to her car and drove straight to Alicia’s company. A few meters from the gate, she pulled over and stepped out, crossing to a van parked along the curb. A lady climbed down, a press badge clipped to her chest. “You know what to do, right?” Emily asked. The lady gave a single, firm nod. Emily spun on her heel, slid back into her car, and drove straight to the gates of Alicia’s company. She waited, engine ticking, eyes fixed on the entrance. The moment Alicia stepped outside, Emily threw the door open and sprinted toward her, voice slicing through the air.

I needed to plan how to find out his past. -- Driven by curiosity and determined to uncover his past, I agreed to work as his secretary. This way, I might find clues, and I'd also have my own money instead of relying on his grandma's. So here I am, stuck in the backseat of Kaizer Vincent Chuena's fancy car. Of course, he's rocking his signature irritated poker face. After weeks at the Chuena mansion, I'm convinced everyone in that family is allergic to smiling, except for their grandma.

I replied and stood up. "I will so so kill you" Emily said angrily in a funny way and then chased after me. "Get that girl Harper, don't let her escape?" Emily said to Harper since she is the slow runner among us. "I will" Harper replied and then chased me down to the second garden and then my ass was capped as my back hit the ground and they were on me throwing me weak punches and slaps. "I gave you one simple job to ask Damon if he is going on the business tour with us. But you refused, argh" Emily yelled, hitting me lightly.

Fired others when they crossed the line. But this felt different. Too calculated. Too personal. This wasn’t some hostile market maneuver. It was a vendetta. My thoughts narrowed sharply. But what I still couldn’t understand was… why my company? Out of all the empires in Chicago, why this one? Why so much effort, so much precision, just to tear mine away from me? It didn’t make sense. What was the endgame? What did she want? What did I do to deserve this? I searched the shadows of my memory, but everything blurred. I couldn’t remember wronging anyone to this extent. I wasn’t the cleanest man in the room, I’d played hard, made ruthless calls, but nothing that felt this personal.

Emily said with excitement. “What happened, Mom?” Jems asked. “Don Emilio has been caught!” she said. “Really?” Jems said in disbelief, her eyes widening. “Mrs. Dawson, you’re mistaken. Don Emilio hasn’t been found. They located his safe house, but they haven’t caught him yet,” Derick interfered. “Well, since they’ve found his safe house, I’m a hundred percent sure he’ll be caught,” Emily said confidently. I can’t believe Richard can be this foolish, Derick thought. Anything can happen. Seeing Emily getting her hopes up like this really bothers me. He shouldn’t have told her until he was certain Don Emilio was in police custody. If he isn't caught, how will she handle it?

"You're worth being chased, Troy." "And you're also worth chasing back, Abigail." I grinned and joined Abigail in dancing to the beautiful agony of the song once more. I am unable to control my emotions on my own, and I don't want this night to end without expressing my whole love for my cherished wife. I still want to pursue my treasure till my soul soars and my body burns to ashes, even if we stopped chasing one other years ago.. Chasing her back was the best decision I've ever made in my entire life. And I have no regrets; she made me happy and gave me the unexpected love I couldn't ever imagine.

My hand moved to his head and I grabbed a handful of hair wanting him to go back to assaulting my neck, but he refuses and said, “Say you will be mine.” Just then the door to the room opens and I hear, “Lexie!” and I open my eyes and realize I’m sitting on the table with Chase between my legs and his mouth only centimeters away from my neck. I release his hair from my hand and he stands. “Emily, what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?” Chase says staring into my eyes not turning to her. “I came to pick up Lexie.” Emily tells him as she steps into the room and peers around Chase to me and I feel embarrassed that she caught me with Chase in a comprised position.