Chasing That Big D Novels & Stories

placed with a small candle. She gasped with shock, smiling. “This is beautiful, thank you so much…” She whispered and with a grin, I led her to the chair. We began to gaze at the stars, arguing about which was brighter. “Now Dhruv…” I mindlinked to Dhruv, my heart pounding heavily as I stared at her. A maid came over with chicken nuggets and my heart began racing heavily, the sauce was coming and I smiled faintly as she grabbed a chicken nugget. “Are you okay? You seem nervous?” She asked and I shook my head. “I’m great.” I replied even though I was sweating profusely. I was trying very hard to hide my anxiety. A maid came over with the nuggets and I watched her place it on th

Daisy shook her head in exasperation and defeat while watching me leave. … “Wait!” I shouted. But, I was too late. As I saw the elevator doors close, I came to an abrupt halt and I stomped my foot in anger scolding myself for not leaving earlier. Just when I was about to take the stairs, the elevator reopened. I wasted no time getting inside and thanked the lady who heard my frantic request to wait. She smiled back at me sweetly saying it was no trouble. When the elevator reached the ground floor, I rushed out of the building. Luckily, I found a taxi as soon as I stepped outside.

he chuckled. Evie looked at him with a smirk. “Why? Are you too bad at dancing that you want to do with without anyone else seeing? You know I heard you’re a bit of a show off but right now, all I see is a little chicken who is scared of giving a girl what she deserves

If he was chasing it, it had to be one of the nefarious types. We returned to the pack house with no further evidence of rogues, despite the fact that I had stopped to dig up another baseball-sized truffle. With my slow pace, I could tell my two shadows were growing impatient and restless. They were on high alert and probably eager to assist in the search for the trespasser, but I couldn't go any faster.

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.”

I mumbled out of surprise as I confirmed myself that he is indeed the owner of that laugh that I heard that day. I went in annoyance but then I was surprised when there were weird noises I heard. He's going out of my side and he started to run away. Why is he even running? I am not sure about that but then without even thinking I stood up immediately and ran after him. Why am I even running? I didn't let all the sides I tried to Chase him but then to my surprise there was a weird drop that is hidden in this part that I step on. "A… shit"

I gave her one last smile and marched out of the hospital as I got a text from Drake who spotted my dear friend Chase in a rusty street fighting club in the downtown. I took a glance of my wrist watch,it was five in the evening means I still had a couple of hours before Aitana's dinner time. Drake was waiting with my car in the parking lot of the hospital. "Boss,Mr. Chase is going to fight against the big bull.We should hurry up and stop him before he throws himself in the death ring. "Drake had a worried look on his face and for a certain reason it also filled me with a sudden panic for my best friend who went on a death trip to those infamous fighting clubs where sometimes the fights end w

Adrian Chase wouldn’t allow himself to be weakened by something as trivial as love. After my workout, I got in my car and drove across town. I parked across the road from the towering, clinical-looking building and stared at it with fury coursing through every cell in my body. It was the central DC headquarters for MID, and I had plans to get inside to try and find out more about the homeless people Amelia and Barney Fucking Fife had stumbled upon.

Dalton’s eyes widened. “Christ, cuz, you bet that kinda money on keepin’ your dick in your pants?” “It ain’t a cash bet. If I can do it, Marshall’s givin’ me a quarter share in this up and comin’ buckin’ bull named Atomic Fireball.” Chase pointed his beer bottle at the guys at the table. “So you all need to be getting some serious ass to make up for my lack of it.” Tell and Dalton high-fived, and Tell said, “We’ve got ya covered.”

The playful atmosphere evaporated into thin air. “My crossovers are flawless,” his voice dropped a full octave. The deep rumble sent a strange shiver down my spine. “They are sloppy,” a wicked smile touched my lips. Provoking this giant beast of a boy was a dangerous game. “You look like a lumberjack trying to figure out ballet. Fix your posture, or the Detroit scouts will laugh you straight out of the arena next week.” A few guys on the bench let out low, dramatic whistles. “Damn,” Chad muttered, taking a long sip from his water bottle. “She cooked you, Cap. Roasted and served.”