Chasing Wild Book Novels & Stories

As if chasing for something. The combination of his sweet pleasuring techniques tossed Val to the brink of another powerful, soul-shattering orgasm. Just like his fingers, Val’s hips were moving along as if they were chasing for the same exact thing before their reach. Val was unaware she was moving her hips up and down Chanu’s face as if she was dancing with him to reach that heavenly feeling dangling right in front of her.

And those cute little nipples, poking out of the tight T-shirt, bouncing and quivering as she moved. She hadn't seen him. In fact she'd noticed barely anything. She'd walked like a woman in a dream. She looked tired. Her heavy waves of honey-blonde hair covered side of her pale face, her gray eyes haunted and vulnerable. Like she needed someone to cheer her up, make her laugh. Chase those shadows away from her eyes. He'd left his uneaten food on the table and followed her like a man under a spell. She hadn't even noticed him until Charlottesville, Virginia. That had been his first victory. He knew where she hiked, where she camped, where she stopped to pee, where she got gas. He hadn't appro

she sighed. “I agree. And that’s why Chasing Kitsune is already doing so well on that app Forrest is posting to. People are really into the story. They want to know what happens. Unlike us, the readers don’t know they are still happily together.” I smiled. “Yeah. Though this all makes me wonder if someday people will want to hear our story.” she sighed.

Chase Havoc was hot on her trail through the forest, knowing she was headed to the flower field when a scent came through on the breeze, almost as though something had run past. The scent of sulfur and death, just like by the lake. I linked my guards telling them to hurry to the fields. I watched just beyond the line of trees, close to her but out of sight. Out of nowhere, she began to run my way, fear and determination coming through the bond. As I watched, a wolf blacker than the night appeared, its blood red eyes on my mate as it tried to run her down.

Chapter 1 Every day was the same for Ariz Jones. School, part time work and twice a week she meets up with the irregulars of Nobel Paranormal Investigation. Sometimes when he's not busy, Ranka Taniyama the NPI Japanese resident monk or Ran for short teaches Ariz something about exorcisms and some warding spells.

Chloe The trees towered above me, their branches stretching towards the sky. The scent of wildflowers filled the air. But as I ventured deeper into the forest, a sense of unease crept over me. Perhaps exploring alone wasn't such a good idea. I froze; my heart raced as a branch snapped in the undergrowth. I waited to see what would emerge. Then, without warning, a massive black wolf emerged from a bush and advanced straight toward me. With my heart pounding, I braced for the worst. But as the wolf approached, it stopped and looked at me with a gentle, almost human-like light in its eyes.

Ashani stood frozen at the edge of the chasm, her pulse pounding in her ears as the echoes of Clara’s disappearance reverberated through the air. The earth around them was no longer still. The very roots of WildWood seemed to breathe, pulsating with a life of their own, a rhythm that matched her own heartbeat, and every step she took closer to the hole seemed to make the pull stronger.

I run as fast as I can. When I felt like I was no longer chased by that guy, I lean on a wall and relax. God, why are all of these happening so suddenly? I almost jumped on my feet when I was in a corner by a guy I met earlier. He's leaning closer to me, he smells so nice, it's a mix of mint and smoke. So all this time he's smoking? He's hella stunning! He's so handsome with his thick eyebrows and pointed nose. I must say that he's freaking rich by the watch on his wrist and the way his tuxedo perfectly suits his body. He leans closer to me and smells the side of my lips. My heart is beating so fast.

I asked Callum. "You'll see in a second, sugarplum." He replied with a smirk, kissing my cheek. We found the seating, and saw around thirty people sitting, many with the same book in their hands. They were chatting quietly, waiting for the author. I instantly recognized the book as A Black and White World by one of my favorite author's Zara Jones. My palms began to sweat as we sat down in the back. "Oh my God Callum, I could die right now." I whispered in excitement.

I need to apologize to her. While Jake was left off thinking on his next move, Kate decided to go back to the place near to the gate so that it will be easier for her and not to miss the flight. Luckily she found a seat and she settled in. She took out her book about the Flight Attendant and she continued reading it. While reading, she couldn’t even focus on the book. Jake’s face kept popping through her mind.