Chasing Red Novels & Stories

I ran through the door. “Don’t let her escape.” I heard his voice that was filled with rage, he charged towards me. I sprinted through the hallway, it’s suffocating like the hallway in Jamie’s pack when I found out that Brake is fucking Ashley. My heart palpitations increase as I heard the heavy footsteps charging behind me, “you damn female, stop running,” he growled behind me, I could feel his fury raging in the hallway.

Something catches my eye, and I turn back quickly. His big toe. Did I just imagine his toe moving? I wait patiently for it to move again, but there is nothing, and I slump back in frustration. Richard! I want to scream. It's almost a month already. Please get up. My courage, my hope, my excitement, my determination, my strength, and my resolve are beginning to fade off with each passing moment. Please. When it moves again, I jerk upright. And again. “Richard!” I scream, unable to hold myself back with the gush of adrenaline streaming down my spine. “Richard.”

I smile, looking at the note. The fact that he wrote 'Your sexy babe' makes my heart skip a beat. He is literally going to drive me crazy! I smile and head towards the bathroom to have a nice long shower. I step in front of the mirror and I blush when I see tiny red marks over my chest. Seems like Christopher really had his way last night. What the hell is he doing to me? I am starting to love spending time with him and I am scared about it. What if I am on the wrong path? What if I'll get hurt later? What if Christopher isn't the guy for me? I am scared of being attached to him because I know it's dangerous. But I can't help, being with Christopher is so addictive. I feel like I can't resis

I am still 'a toddler' for my father. "I am tracing a very active member of Red Skull who was involved in the robbery in Washington, his name is Benjamin Mackenzie. I hope you have heard of him." I response with same expression. "What else I can expect from you, Hunter. I have been training you for bigger goals but you're, like a useless rogue, is chasing a least important guy. When will you learn to aim bigger, Hunter?" He scoffs. "Benjamin Mackenzie is a underdog, Father. I am not wasting my time on nobody. I am sure, he'll help us to reach the higher rank members of Red Skulls, the one who run it's major trades." I defend my work.

"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.

Thanks dad. Chloe’s dress was impossible to ignore, crimson red, low-cut back, her hair pinned up but a few strands loose, framing her face. Brian forced himself to look away, though it took effort. The gym looked deserted, but a massive vampire swung the door open for them. Behind the curtains, a hidden hallway buzzed with chatter. Fighters stood by the doors, some inside, waiting their turn. Chloe moved past them, her eyes locking with Hunter’s. He grinned, and she couldn’t help but smile back.

They has been teasing him continuously about how he has been smiling by himself every now and then. Both John and George have been Chase's best friend almost since the first year of their high school but never for once they have seen him like this, and definitely not because of a girl. Is he going crazy? Well, he doesn’t know but whatever it is that he is feeling because of her, he has never felt before. They were on their way when a girl with red hairs came and stood in front of them with two of her minions. Both John and George stopped goofing around with one another. Their faces turned hard as they turned to look at Chase who was walking right behind them.

But he still couldn't find the marriage contract after rummaging through them more than ten times. After a nearby cleaner watched him search from morning until evening, he couldn't help but offer some advice, "Young man, did you lose something? The garbage there is cleared every day. "If you want to find it, try the landfill. Your lost item might be there." Lucas immediately rushed to the landfill upon hearing this. The privileged son of the Yearwood family didn't mind the filth or the stench as he frantically searched everywhere in the landfill. By the time Anna found him, Lucas—filthy and reeking—was huddled in a corner, muttering to himself. "What should I do? I can't find the marriage co

Engines roaring. The chase had begun.

My gut told me something was off, and sure enough—before the tires even fully stopped—she slipped out. Sexy Red. High heels clicking on the pavement, wig flashing under the streetlights. She ran. And I slammed my car door so hard it rattled. “Are you kidding me?” I bolted after her, the city air slicing my lungs. She darted into a narrow side street, her red dress a streak ahead of me. Every few steps, she glanced back, checking if I was still there. Oh, I was still there. “Stop running!” I barked, though my legs burned and my shoes were not made for chasing women down alleys.