Chasing In The Sun Novels & Stories

I whispered, speed-walking down the stairs and out of the English building. “What is it? Did something happen? And why are you whispering?” “I’m whispering because I don’t want to look like a lunatic.” I said, sitting on an empty bench next to the building. “Callum, Jace freaking Adams is in my English class.” I gushed. “Chase who?” He asked. I shook my head, forgetting that he couldn’t see me. “Cal, I said Jace. Jace Adams the actor. He’s in that ridiculous action movie you love.”

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It was very easy to tell that she was the one he missed the most. They say at the well dining table saturated with a lot of mouth- watering delicacies. Ivan tried as much as possible to speak to his grandfather but it seemed like Easton Landers kept avoiding him. Ivan could not take it anymore, he excused himself, saying he had to prepare some documents for the office. In Munich, Germany, Nelly was having a barbeque night with Amanda when Amon alighted from an Uber. He smiled widely at Nelly as he walked towards them.

It was like she was programmed to not like things like that. “What do you have in mine?” The new me? She takes risks. She does things she wants to do without worrying about others. She is finally putting herself first. “I’ll tell you things and describe their scent to you. Then you’ll take me there.” He says without missing a beat. “And what is this game called?” I couldn’t help smiling when I noted how he was trying to hide the smile making his lips curve. “Chase.” I raised a brow and reacted the word but more as a question. He instantly agreed, still reminding me I could ask if I don’t understand anything. And if I wanted to end it, I could only say one thing.

get some sense back in your thick skull. I look around to see an orange hue enveloping the room giving me the indication that the sun has risen. The start of the new day gives me hope of going back home. I trust Christopher, he will help me to get out of this. he is my hope. but why does a part of me feels sad at the thought of going back? That's what I want right? then why do I feel sad thinking about leaving Christopher and going back home?

the scar-faced man warns, suddenly pressing the knife to my throat. I freeze. Moon Goddess above, I’m going to die here, and Thea– No. Not like this. A strange warmth wells up in the pit of my stomach, a searing heat that makes its way up to my throat, then burns like my lips are on fire, then– “You will let us pass, and we will make it to the schoolbus unharmed,” My command echoes across the clearing like a deafening burst of thunder, and the world seems to stand still.

Damn, he looks really nice in whatever clothes he wears. I thought he's gonna say something about what I am wearing appropriately as we are in the beach, but instead, I witnessed how he gulped and moved his eyes away as if he was seduced. I smiled playfully when I saw that. “Shall we go?” I acted normally. “O-Of course,” I knew it. Chase was damn captivated again. We went out of the hotel and I was speechless when I saw the sea again. The rays of the sun was burning, good thing that I applied sunscreen before going out. There are a lot of tourits around, enjoying the sea and the sand.

“Because he believes we’re scared. We’re going to show him how wrong he is.” I ended the call and looked out the window as the sun finally crested the buildings, painting the sky in shades of orange and gold. It was a new day. Shaw thought he was the puppet master in the shadows. He was about to learn that the shadows were where I’d always fought my most successful battles. He had targeted the heart of my world. Now, I was going to use that heart as the engine of his destruction.

he said with a small chuckle. For a moment, everything felt… still. The chaos outside our walls faded, leaving only the whisper of the wind through the trees. But peace never lasted long for us. That evening, back at the pack house, I sat by the window watching the sunset spill across the horizon. The sky was streaked with crimson, too much like blood to feel comforting. Silas joined me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders from behind. “I’ve been thinking,” I said softly. “We need to start hunting Mara. If she’s one of the anchors, we can’t afford to wait. They’ll find out about Roderick soon, and then...”

Don't ask me 'cos I don't wanna talk about it. "I have an idea, how about a race? Pablo needs one for today you can fill in... Its going to help you take your mind off it" Pablo is actually a racing 'firm' well don't start with it being illegal. I love racing, bike racing to be precise and racing will surely take my mind off Raleigh and that hot redhead at the café for a while. "I'm in, who am I racing against?" I ask and Cole grins at me. "Hunter Bernadette, champion for three years in a row"