Game Of Chase Novels & Stories

Bring it on. Chase pays for two buckets and when they are placed in front of us the game begins. “Birthday girl first,” Chase says to me wanting me to go first. Oh, okay I see what game he’s playing, and I’ll play it just this once. I can’t wait to see the look on his face when he loses. “You asked for it,” I pick up a ring and take aim. It flies through the air, and it hits the bottle I was aiming for, bounced off it, and hooked on the bottle two rows behind it. Oh, that was so lucky.

Chase reached over the glass, caught the front of my jacket, and pulled me toward him, pressing a hard, sweaty, triumphant kiss against my lips right there on the edge of the rink. "Game 1 is ours, Hopkins," Chase rasped against my mouth, his breath warm and shallow, his dark blue eyes blazing with pure, victorious passion. "You played them like a fiddle, Kensington," I gasped softly, a breathless laugh escaping my chest as I looked up into his handsome, flushed face. "I told you," Chase whispered, his hand gently cupping my jaw through the photo portal, his thumb rubbing over my cheekbone. "They play for revenge. We play for everything that matters. Now let's go home."

"The Fast and the Furious?" We all dissolve into laughter. "You've compared your girlfriend to a car chase," Greg wheezes. "It sounded romantic in my head!" Round after round leaves us laughing until our stomachs hurt. By the time Chase draws another card, Sav tries to hide a yawn behind her hand. He notices it immediately. "Tired?" She smiles apologetically. "A little." He stands, gathering the game cards together. "I think that's our cue." "Aww," I say.

ﾟ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ﾟ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺ Dereck didn't have a hunch that the Lady would ask him to play chase. He is utterly speechless. There are no words for him to assert. Typically, everyone in the Raphbarg Kingdom and other Kingdoms knows the chase is a game for the man to go after the woman they wish to spend a lifetime. In other words, it is a form of affection--- commitment. His eyeballs bulge, getting flabbergasted while the Lady started to distance away from him.

"Who, us? We would never cheat." Caleb smirked. "Not on purpose, anyway." Charlotte huffed. “If so, I’ll tell Beatrice.” I rolled my eyes. "Please. I always catch them." The games started, and before long, the room echoed with laughter, groans over defeat and Cooper dramatically accusing everyone of “conspiring against him.” "Face it, Cooper," I teased. “You’ve just got bad luck.” "I don’t! “You’re just too good at this game, you guys,” I huffed, crossing my arms and leaning back against the couch.

“Amelia, what are you trying to do now?! “The test results are in, and you still can’t accept it? You’re not my granddaughter; Kimberly is! How dare you steal what belongs to her?” I smiled serenely. “If what you’re claiming is the truth, then why would I, the fake heiress, be afraid to go live? Could it be that there’s something wrong with your evidence? “I don’t care for other people’s possessions, but no one is going to take what belongs to me. Grandmother, just sit back and watch tonight’s live stream carefully.”

"You don't know anything about me." The words came out harsher than I intended, and I watched Lexi's eyes widen slightly. For a moment, the apartment fell silent except for the distant hum of city traffic below. She was right about one thing, I did see everything as a chess match. But what she didn't understand was that sometimes the most important piece on the board wasn't the king or the queen. Sometimes it was the pawn you'd do anything to protect. My phone buzzed. A text from my financial team. "Kane's accounts have been frozen. His warehouses were seized. The operation is complete."

I was standing near the parking lot after having lunch with my friends. Suddenly an enchanting scent hit my nostrils. It was a fusion of jasmine, rose, and honey. The smell of my mate. My wolf was excited as well. I followed the scent towards a tree. She was sitting there reading a book. She was munching a chocolate bar and smiling while reading the book. I felt both excited and angry. Excited about getting her as my mate and angry for me being an asshole. She will never forget the things that I did to her.

** I stared at the word. One small answer. One open door. Across the city, Chase was probably preparing for tomorrow’s game, believing he still controlled every important piece on the board. He did not know I had already moved closer to the one person he would do anything to protect. I set the phone down beside Missy’s photograph. Then I smiled. The game had already started.

"You're worth being chased, Troy." "And you're also worth chasing back, Abigail." I grinned and joined Abigail in dancing to the beautiful agony of the song once more. I am unable to control my emotions on my own, and I don't want this night to end without expressing my whole love for my cherished wife. I still want to pursue my treasure till my soul soars and my body burns to ashes, even if we stopped chasing one other years ago.. Chasing her back was the best decision I've ever made in my entire life. And I have no regrets; she made me happy and gave me the unexpected love I couldn't ever imagine.