Got Spin-off Novels & Stories

The next time I saw Chase Reed, it was at a little guesthouse in the Rockies. I'd just finished feeding my son breakfast and was wiping his mouth when Chase came out from the kitchen carrying a tray. Our eyes met. I saw his pupils dilate in shock. Three years had passed. His skin was weathered and reddened from the sun, his face covered in stubble, with new lines etched around his eyes from the harsh elements. Then his gaze landed on my son. He froze mid-step, his eyes going wide with disbelief before flooding with joy. He hurried over, his eyes locked on my little boy. "Sweetheart... can you say 'Daddy'?" I lowered my head, turned sideways, and pulled my son protectively into my arms

"The game's tomorrow. I've got a car coming for you at noon—takes you straight to the stadium, drops you at the suite. Sasha and the girls are already confirmed, so you'll have company." "The suite?" "Yeah. Owner's box. Best seats in the house." He turns, spatula pointing at me. "You're gonna see your brother make plays. Try to look impressed." I laugh. "I'll try my best." "And you." Callum points at Caleb. "No distractions. We need this win." Caleb raises his coffee in a mock toast. "Would I ever distract you?" "Every damn day." I hide my smile behind my mug. Under the counter, Caleb's hand finds my knee, squeezes once, then disappears. A secret. A promise. A beginning.

An anonymous third party had filed a formal inquiry citing new documentation. I read it once. Then again. Standing at my own stove with a spatula in my hand and my face doing nothing. 'New documentation. Anonymous third party. Tonight. After the article went live.' The timeline wasn't subtle. I put my phone face down on the counter. I turned back to the stove. I finished plating the last of the food. I smiled when I set it down. "Eat," I said. He ate. We talked. The game on Thursday. The coverage rotation. Whether Dara would run the new red zone variation or stay conservative.

She knew that meant that Ian wouldn't continue to stand by and do nothing. After she left the club, having gotten what she wanted, she suddenly received a message from Lucas, the director of "Young Explorers". The reality show had achieved unprecedented success, and the production team had chosen three of the most popular kids through voting—Theodore, Noah, and Lucy. Wanting to capitalize on the popularity, they decided to create a special spin-off show featuring only the three of them. Hence the invitation from Lucas. Penelope hadn't been getting much exposure lately, so she immediately agreed to it. Romy didn't have a problem with it either. Only Theodore hadn't replied. After waiting for