Chelsea Ann Novels & Stories

It was the quiet, terrifying baritone of a woman who had survived a frozen shipping container and a Saint Petersburg Kommunalka. "Ayana, you're scaring me," she whimpered, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the linen. "Why are you looking at me like that?" "I am going to ask you a question," I murmured, stepping closer, my shadow stretching over her like a shroud. "And if a single syllable of a lie passes those lips, I will turn you out onto the street before the grid reboots. Who are you?" "I told you! I'm Chelsea! I ran away from…."

I reach into my purse and of course. It's Chelsea. Chelsea: Anna! You made it?? 😁 Me: Yeah, just arrived. Chelsea: Take lots of pics and vids plz! And if you see any celebs, SNAP! 😭 I roll my eyes at the emojis flying across my screen. Me: I actually saw Rihanna on the way in. Chelsea: NO. SHUT UP 😭😭😭 Chelsea: Did you get a pic with her?? Me: No, I didn't ask. Chelsea: Whyyy 😭😭😭

Moza remained seated in the waiting area, her mind spinning in absolute chaos. Suddenly, the heavy door swung open from the inside. A woman clad in a bold red blazer and a black pencil skirt that hit mid-thigh stepped out. From her polished appearance, Moza deduced that this woman must be Chelsea. Her long hair was secured in a low, flawless chignon, accentuating the elegant curve of her neckline. Trailing a step behind Chelsea was a young man maneuvering an iPad—highly likely her private assistant.

she explains, pulling me towards the staircase that leads to the lake downstairs. As we reach the lake, she starts searching for something and touches the trees one at a time. "What are you searching for" I ask her confused. Shouldn't we be hiding now that someone came inside the pack forcefully? An announcement rings loudly through the pack just when she is about to answer me. THEY ARE HEADING TOWARDS THE MANSION. ROYAL GUARDS SAFEGUARD HER HIGHNESS. "Shit" she mutters under her breath. She starts to search. Finally, she finds what she was searching for. It's a hidden button and she pushes it. It is hidden so well one can only find it if they know it exists.

Dreg (Channings real mate) POV Now Channing was telling me about how she first met my Beta Ari, when I thought of how I met Arabella Wilder, the woman who for centuries tried to ruin my life whenever we met during the resets. *FLASHBACK TO GREENWICH, ENGLAND 1533*

I opened my eyes to search for the source of the smell and I could make two dots moving towards us and slowly forming into a man and a woman. I was surprised when I recognized both of them not because I know them but because they were both together. Chelsea and Mr. Ford. There was a plastering smile on both of their faces. They both were talking to each other as they approached us. Chelsea was wearing a light blue color long gown that reached her ankles, split at the side of her dress showed her smooth and long legs, flat but classy sandals, her hairs were wavy. She looked just like an angle between this forest.

Aiden. The students nodded in approval. "Miss Chelsea Summers, can you please start?" Mr. Aiden calls out, after picking a class card. A girl who looks like who came out straight from the pages of a fashion magazine suddenly stood up and looked at everyone. "Hello, guys! I'm Chelsea Summers. I love to know the latest fashion trends, so that's why I've been a fashionable girl since I was born. I love going to the beach to have a tan, and I love partying. Nice to meet you all!" Chelsea introduces herself, in a confident manner.

She would have seriously hated having to replace her brand new brown chiffon knee length halter dress and four-inch heel lace-up sandals. When the transformation was complete, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was so freeing to release her dragon, especially after such a stressful day. Launching herself into the air, Leah reveled in the luxuriating feel of the wind whipping past her scales as she flew towards her destination. While she could have walked to where she was going, it would have taken her more than an hour to get there, whereas flying got her there in no more than twenty minutes. Hazel Drift was pretty large. So, when the war broke out, it was divided into two. Her clan owned thi