Chasing Him Novels & Stories

Tears spring to the corners of my eyes. My head whips back and forth frantically, searching hopelessly for an exit. I breathe out a sigh of relief when I finally spot a door to my left. Still dazed, still deaf, still panicking, I manage to stumble towards the door and slam it shut behind me, fleeing into the cool air of the night. Evander’s POV As I’m caught up socializing with the rest of the partygoers, I catch my gaze drifting occasionally towards Tessa.

“During my search for them, one of my intel sources mentioned him. He went to report the attacks in the woods to the authorities. That drew the attention of the hunters, they questioned him. And he talked. He spoke about the woman and the child.” My grip tightened again. “They’re still in the woods,” he finished weakly. “Somewhere.” “That’s impossible,” I snapped, fury igniting in my chest. There was no way. No fucking way. “I have combed every inch of this city,” I said slowly, my voice dropping into something far more dangerous. “Hospitals. Records. Borders. Shelters. You expect me to believe they vanished and hid in the woods like ghosts?” I leaned closer, my claws pressing into his throa

Rick and his buddies now scrambling to chase him. He jumped inside the woods beside them, looks back on his shoulders to see his pursuers, saw that the four of his buddies also started to run towards him. except one of them, Russ. It seems that we will be staying behind the vehicle and will not chase him like his others. “Well what do you know, these guys are not as stupid as we think they are, it’s up to you now Zach, you owe me for this. This better work or I swear man I’m gonna kill you too for this.” He mutters to himself as he ran as fast as he can.

Tristan thought that, the girl running away I mean Hazel; is a thief, sure she's a not a thief but destroyer ice cream destroyer and it's really a huge crime. "Hey you stop, stop right there" he ran fast like cheetah as he's well trained in all physical activities. Hazel looked back as she heard a man's voice and her widened as she realized that he's chasing her. She quickened her pace by seeing him too close to her. "Gosh why did I skip my P. E classes." she cursed herself as she's very poor at running. On the other side Tristan is chasing her like a cheetah in a high speed. In a few seconds he got too close to Hazel and turned her around by grabbing her arm.

I am so excited to explore all the intracacies of second chance mates I alluded to in 'Chase. Do you have any guesses whose story it is?

Our eyes meet, and the second he realizes I’ve spotted him, he bolts. “Hey!” I shout, already sprinting after him. The adrenaline kicks in as I chase him through narrow alleys. How he managed to slip past my men inside the building is beyond me, but it doesn’t matter now. What matters is that he doesn’t get away. The gap between us shrinks, and just as he thinks he’s gaining ground, I lunge forward, driving my foot into the back of his knee. He collapses with a cry, sprawling flat on the ground.

He doesn’t even glance back as he storms past me. The door slams behind him, rattling the glass. I stand there, staring at the empty space where he was, my hands hanging useless at my sides. My whole body feels like it’s been scooped out and left hollow. My lips part, but no sound comes out. Because for the first time, I realize—he’s not chasing me. He never was. He’s chasing her. The ghost in her eyes. And I’ve already lost.

Chase had just caught him red-handed. The two brothers stared at each other across the street for a split second before walking toward the center of the road, meeting in the middle. Chase smirked, clapping his hands together with an incredibly smug look on his face. “Well, well, well. Look who we have here. Fancy meeting you in this neck of the woods, bro.” Chris rounded on him, his patience wearing thin. “What the heck is wrong with you, Chase? Why are you stalking me around? Did you run out of lonely old women to play knight for?”

He was leaning on his car while staring right back at me. When I confirmed that he was indeed talking about me, a shiver ran down my spine. A smirk crept into his lips which made my throat feel dry. He still hadn't move away from his car nor flinched at all. Who the hell is that man? "Hey Nazi, are you okay? We've been teasing you and Effryn yet you're just there spacing out." Effryn pulled her out of her own thoughts as a flash of a camera suddenly catches my attention.

Chase refused to show his face. I texted him to stop lurking and come out already. He only laughed it off, said he wasn't going to do that, that the whole fun was in the mystery, and told me to just go home. I climbed into Nicholas's passenger seat, and the back-and-forth rolled on the whole drive. Chase made himself my LA guide, starting with a whole field manual on spotting the fuckboys out here, the gait, the lean, the way they materialize the moment a new girl lands.