Chasity The Charity Case Novels & Stories

Before I could even process what the message was even about, another bubble popped up—a video file. I hesitated for a second, then tapped it. The screen filled with the garish colors of some tropical set—bright flowers, palm leaves, fake tiki torches. A large banner read HAWAII LOVE HUNT – Valentine’s Day Special. And in the middle of the screen… was Charlotte dressed very provocatively and talking about her sex life. And how she opened an Onlyfans. I saw men lined up with balloons each one popped after her introduction. The camera panned down—lingering on her body in a way that made my stomach twist.

In my mind, I heard my lycan murmur something, but I shut him out. My assistant, Angus, called me to remind me about the EC—group charity Gala. Every public figure attends, and it's usually a success and raises more money. However, it was the day my mother was going for her bypass surgery, and she wanted me by her side, so I doubted I could make it. " Are you attending the charity gala?" I asked Charlotte. She smirked, " I wouldn't miss it for anything in the world. Reporters will be swarming the event, and Ellis is the host."

She’s wrong about this in the same way she’s wrong about her own capacity to keep absorbing damage indefinitely. Which is to say, charmingly, and at her own expense. I close the folder and open my calendar. The Warren Global Foundation gala is on Saturday. Chase is the host. I doubt he’s slept properly since Natasha filed for custody. He’s going to stand there for four hours, in front of every camera in LA, holding a glass he keeps refilling because he won’t know what else to do with his hands. Chloe loves a charity event. Chloe in particular loves the kind of charity event where she can wear something fancy and ask famous people inappropriate questions.

"He's a kid." Charity shook her head as she continued to look through her pile of arrest records. "No, he's an almost-teenager in a man's body. Good luck with all that." "I found a gray hair yesterday, that's why Addy and I went to the salon," Meredith confessed. "This kid is driving me to gray hair." Mandy and Charity glanced at one another, grinning as they laughed. Charity loved this, she realized. People who knew her past, people that she had a history with. Ones she knew inside and out. In some ways it was like she hadn't left, and in others it was as if she'd been gone for even longer.

I know it’s wrong, and technically stalking, but I cannot stop myself. “I don’t know, okay, Matt?” Charity says, her inner turmoil spilling into the air. I’m not looking at her, but it’s felt clearly. “Life is one chaotic mess for me, don’t you get that? One day I am a normal pack teenager, then I go through a forced shift, wake up next to you in a field, naked!”

I waved at him as he smiled and mouthed that he would before turning around to leave. "Let's go." I said once I ensconced in the backseat next to Chris. As the car set in motion I felt a current of discomfort shoot up my derriere. "Are you okay?" Chris heard my inaudible moan. "Yeah, I was not prepared for the jerk." I lied as I rubbed my stinging butt Zach feasted on the other day. The charity event we're going to is conducted by Stanley Archibald. A rich billionaire who's got the hype as that of a celebrity. He has an unusual fan following and I have been excited all week to meet him.

Chance said rubbing his nose. Mr Spence let out a chuckle, "Heather Gregory, I do remember her but I never slept with her." Chance opened his mouth to speak, knowing that Mr Spence would say something like this. "Heather Gregory was a part-time worker to your mother, who did not indulge in the same activities as Heather. Your name was Sarah Radcliffe, the owner of a club. Who thought she could help young girls and get them off the street. But in my opinion, it was the same thing. Just sheltered, with a license. "

“That’s why babysitters exist. But I’m willing to schedule some as lunch or breakfast dates. You need to eat, right?” “And what do you get out of it?” I asked, wondering if this was too good to be true. Well, good may be the wrong word. There was nothing good about needing to spend ten dates with someone as awful as Cas. “I can deduct it as charity,” Cas joked. Then his face got more serious. “I always get what I want.” “You won’t get me.” “We’ll see,” Cas replied with an arrogant smirk that I wanted to smack off his face. “Do we have a deal?”

“A star-studded charity event in Greece turned scary last night when America’s pint-sized princess, Kas Mason, co-owner of ‘Pâtisseries de Loup Magique’, and wife of security mogul Bronx Mason, was attacked by a disgruntled server." “The casino themed event was thrown by Santoro Enterprises for Katherine Santoro’s personal charity that provides fresh water resources for people around the world. The Masons made a rare public appearance together, attending the event with a group of Kas’s friends, who walked the red carpet with her."

Okay so Chasing Tara is ending soon and I haven't seen anyone saying that they want a sequel. I have to go now. Please read, vote, comment and share. Until the next chapter... -Daisy