Chasing Red Novels & Stories

Chapter 5 The notification bell of my phone rings making my heart raised with a mix of fear and hope, I blinked twice, trying to stop my tears, with the bright light peeping into the glow of my phone screen. 1:15 pm. My heart raced as I read the message I've been waiting for, the words set my pulse racing ” I'll be waiting for you “ Everything else got blurred after reading through the message and for a moment the crowded terminal fades. It was just me, the message and the question in my chest. Am I doing the right thing? I pressed the phone towards my chest, knowing tonight would change everything.

He turned to me to question,"... It's them, isn't it?" "I'm starving blonde, get us something."I passed him a sly smile and he stares at me dubiously for a second before sighing, then reluctantly agreeing and going over to the counter. He looks like he wanted to query me further but decided against it. So, I made sure before he came back, I had cleaned my tears. I didn't want to- I tried so hard not to but my feelings overpowered me, and I found myself looking towards their table again. Chase was on a call as he rose up, murmuring something like they have to go to the redhead girl, then they left after dropping some cash on the table.

The sight of the red blinking light signaling the initiation of a hunt caused his heart to leap off his chest and the coffee he was reaching for to crash to the ground. " Fuck, " he cursed starting his truck and then reversed harshly out of the shop ignoring the so many curses rendered by people he nearly ran down in his bid to live quickly. His blood pumped in excitement as he sped down the direction of his house. He knew he has few seconds before his tracker goes online revealing his location to whoever he was paired up with. The microchipped camera attached to the necklace around his neck came on broadcasting his movements to the viewers. Snipper took the stairs three at a time just as he

"Mitch, Chase Montgomery here." "Hey, Chase. How were things out in the mile-high?" "Fine, but now I'm back home, and there's a bit of trouble out at the Jack of Aces. I need your help." "Oh? What can I do for you?" "It seems a few of my herd have gone missing, and there's some evidence indicating they didn't march away on their own." "Whatcha got?"

Tucker walked away with the red flag and came to a halt about a meter away from their cars. Immediately afterward, he waved the flag as hard as he could. Seeing the red piece of cloth fluttering in the breeze, Xyla’s and Christopher’s cars zoomed ahead at once, like two horses that had escaped from their stables. Christopher’s driving skills were excellent. He effortlessly threw Xyla behind him by a distance of a car in no time. Not to be outdone, Xyla instantly floored the pedal and started an endless chase. From a car’s distance to the distance of half a car, the gap between their racing cars gradually shortened. Finally, the red Ferrari and the white Porsche were driving alongside again.

Where you might be, please be safe’ He mumbled to himself as he continued looking for the guy that he was looking for. He doesn’t know why he was always chasing that people. He’s not this kind of person who will get in touch with someone. He even finds any people boring, since they feel like they were just kissing his toes for his position as the son of the alpha. All that kind of thing isn’t relatable when it comes to Evan and Tyler, since their kindness was sincere and Sebastian knew it for sure.

The small strip of tape over his left eye was gone, leaving only a faint, razor-thin pink line that added a dangerous, rugged edge to his striking features. "I'm a photojournalist, Kensington," I replied, a small smirk touching my lips as I adjusted my strap. "I just report the news. You're the one who made it." Chase glided over to the dasher board, resting his forearms against the padded top. His dark blue eyes were bright, clear, and focused with an intensity that made my pulse do a quick, erratic jump. "No Vance in the executive box tonight," Chase murmured, leaning closer so his voice wouldn't carry over the hum of the crowd filling the lower bowl. "No quiet sabotage from my father. Jus

It felt as if every pair of eyes was judging my tardiness, dissecting my every move. I settled into my seat next to Olivia, the hum of whispers gradually fading as the dean began to speak. His voice echoed throughout the packed gym, outlining the university's recent achievements and upcoming events. I tried to focus on his words, but my mind wandered, searching for Logan in the sea of students. He was nowhere to be found. I felt a pang of disappointment. Maybe he had practice early or was running late—after all, he was on the hockey team, and they had a grueling schedule.

His touch sending sparks down her spine. “Let go!" she yelled, trying to pull her arm free. “No." She struggled in his grasp, trying to break free. “Let go of me.” He chuckled, amused by her attempts to escape his hold. “What do you need, Red? More more?” He asked bringing out a stack of bills from his pocket and throwing it at her. The money hit her chest and fell onto the floor. She wondered how someone could have such a huge amount of cash on them. “Isn’t that what girls like you want? Some extra cash?” He asked.

The crisp autumn air filled his lungs as he moved silently, his weathered boots barely making a sound on the damp earth. Suddenly, a flash of color caught his eye. There, just ahead, was a young woman, her long dark hair billowing behind her as she ran. She was clearly lost and frightened, her delicate hands clutching a small bundle to her chest. Red's heart quickened at the sight of her, his body responding to the primal urge to chase and claim.