Chasing Love #drama Novels & Stories

Chase knew she was trying to shorten the conversation. “Do you actually see a future with Kol?” Hailey sighed. “I don't know yet. I'm just taking things one step at a time.” Chase had to bite back a smile. “Do you love him?” Hailey sighed again and scraped some of the dough off her hand. She turned to face Chase who was ridiculously close to her. “Why do you want to marry Natalie when you don't love her?” Chase was at a loss for words so he did the only thing that had been on his mind since he saw her earlier in Dawn's room lotioning his daughter and being the mother he knew Natalie would never be.

Chase reached for her, grabbing her hips and impaling her on his twitching cock. “I love you I never want to be without you.” he breathed, watching her giving herself over to him as she moved on him, like a dancer, her back arched and the muscles on her stomach growing tighter with each stroke. “Oh Chase, I love you!” Christine cried, riding her orgasm until he exploded like fireworks inside her and she collapsed exhausted on his chest. Mason Pritchard slammed down the laptop screen. Chase Ward’s face was allover social media and on all the gossip and news sites.

“Let’s begin again.” And under the quiet stars, we stood together— Not who we were. But who we’d become. The End. Thank you for reading Chasing His Ex-Wife Back. New story Alert. Synopsis; In a world where possessive and powerful men rule, they can be arrogant, ruthless, and cruel. This world, Emily Greenfield exits in.

No ‘honey,’ no ‘Adrian,’ just a cold, impersonal instruction to an unknown person. A cold wave of fear washed over me, chilling me to the bone. Could it be? The question, unspoken, screamed in my head. Could it be Damien had a secret lover? Is he cheating on me? The dread that had been a dull ache flared into a sharp, agonizing pain. It wasn't paranoia. It wasn't my imagination. It was real. The evidence, stark and undeniable, lay before me.

“Richard, let go of the door.” “I will,” he mutters softly, his eyes boring into mine with intensity. "But I won't stop chasing you around until you confess that you are her. I won't stop doing this until you forgive me. And I won't leave this place until you find a place in your heart to forgive me for everything. No matter where you go, I will find you this time, Arabel. No matter how many times you change your name or identity, I will find you! No matter how much you deny it, I won’t let you be. I have suffered enough for my mistake, and I won't rest until I get your forgiveness.” His gaze settles on Daisy, who has a frightened look on her face. Then he mumbles, still looking at her. “I l

We were both now sitting with our legs stretched out and a mug of chocolate in our hands. Just a perfect night. "Can I change the channel?" She asked, reaching for the remote nearby. I was watching some Discovery Channel because it was the last show we watched with Austin before he fell asleep. "Go ahead." Then she started the discovery by changing channel to channel until it stopped at a family series. I hadn't watched it, but I heard my mom, aunt, and cousins talking about it at the family gathering last month. Like the name, it's a casual event that all or most of Logan attend. Ruby, too, took part in it, as I had brought her in the first year of our dating. No one opposed our relationshi

she whispered, her eyes locking onto mine, "who do you think he’ll choose?" My lips parted, but no words came out. I knew Dominic. His empire meant everything to him. The mafia was his life, his legacy. It was all he had ever known,but he had showned me , he loved me, times without numbe h did. Valentina laughed, the sound echoing in the room. "Ah, you’re starting to see it, aren’t you?" She took slow, deliberate steps toward me, then reached for my face. Her fingers tilted my chin up as she studied me like I was some pathetic little thing.

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.”

She must be exhausted from crying. Exhausted from witnessing something no child should ever have to witness. I carefully adjusted the chair and laid her well. Then i looked down at my phone again. The tear from my eye dropped on it and the screen lit up instantly. I saw more notifications. I clicked on it and saw headlines, videos, articles, commentary. Everyone suddenly had an opinion. WEDDING OF THE YEAR ENDS IN DISASTER. KIARA WALKS AWAY AFTER EVERYTHING? HOW CAN SHE DO SUCH THING TO A BIG NAME LIKE LEO WILLIAMS?

The soft murmurs from the crowd fade as the priest starts the wedding. “Do you, Rowan Prescott, take Sloane Liora Camden to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, in joy and sorrow, for better or worse, for as long as you both shall live?” I look at him. The boy I’ve loved for years. I search his face for any sign of love, but he masks his feelings. He’s standing close to me, yet he feels distant. “I do.” He whispers, sliding the ring onto my finger. Rowan’s eyes meet mine briefly before looking away.