Half A Chance Book Novels & Stories

Obedience. I leaned my body in the chair. The computer screen blinked, a new notification. An email without a sender. I clicked before thinking. The message was empty, but there was a picture attached. The image was blurry, taken from the riverbank. And there he was. Lancelot. Half human, half wolf. Pale skin, golden eyes reflecting the light. He seemed to look straight at the camera. Or at me.

I said, offering my sister-in-law a sad smile before taking another sip of my wine. "You're not wrong, Mrs. Hunter. Our table is very exclusive. The annoying human made it to the table though. You can too. Your kids aren't nearly as ice cold as they pretend to be. You just have to want a place in their lives and they'll readily give it to you," said Chance, replacing the wine in my hand with a bread stick. "Isn't that right, baby girl?" "I'm not a baby, you know," I said with a pout, but I bit into it anyway.

' Chance's voice booms in my head, startling me enough to give my opponent an opening. Before I can regain my advantage, he snags my paw and heaves, tossing me into a line of his buddies. 'I was.' I huff, managing to dodge a sword that one of the men wielded. Steadying myself, I look around at the four men that are beginning to close in around me. Fuck, how was I supposed to get out of this? 'Hang on!' Chance's growls through mindlink. 'I'm coming.' 'Got it.' Within seconds, one of the men is tackled by Chance, startling the others and giving me the perfect opportunity to attack.

"Five years. He proposed, but something told me no. It was the first time I followed my instincts, and now, just when we were finally going to get married, something inside me was restless, and that's it. Single again." "You're beautiful. You'll find someone who will make your heart race and share a life with you," he began to say. "When you least expect it, they'll come along..." Emma shook her head. "The chances of having another romantic interaction have diminished," she paused, remembering. "As a child, I used to flip a coin when I couldn't make up my mind. If it landed on one side and I felt disappointed, then I knew what I wanted..." The bartender nodded curiously.

Book two of the ' Second Chance Séries ' ** Chapter one ; I got my Revenge In the basement laid a young woman in her late thirties, barely unconscious, on a filthy mattress. She had a jagged scar running from her left eyelid to the right side of her face. Her nose was bleeding profusely, and her face was pale. One could hardly hear the words leaving her mouth as multiple men assaulted her. It happened every day for ten years. That was how long she had been stuck, maybe. It was karma paying her for her deeds.

Hey guys, this book is sadly coming to an end with the next chapter, but a second book to this story has been put up. (Second Chance Alpha, The Bond). If you enjoyed this story, then you should definitely go check out the second book and tune in to the crazy ride that Jason and Kimberly are about to take. I just want to thank you all soooooo much for taking the time to read my book and for all the support and love you guys have shown. I really do appreciate it. So once again, thank you all for all the love and support

After Jennifer placed the papers in the case, she slammed it shut. "If that is all." She walked off without being dismissed by anyone. Chance looked at the cards in his hands. Never did he think his life would have turned around like this, and for the better, too. "Please tell me you are going to get your name changed. It's totally fine if you won't. But you know, we are like the Spence's, well, I'm more like a Fairweather, but I'm still half Spence." Duncan said, trying to hug Chance but Aurora stopped him.

He forgets a mate can be rejected any time before the mating bite seals the deal. I try to calm my father down. "Daddy, Chance is half vamp and half mortal. Both spieces believe in marriage. That's their version of a mating ceremony. Besides, they sometimes have mating ceremonies as well. They believe it's the couples choice. He didn't mean any disrespect. We're both hybrids. Which means we've had it pounded into our heads; odds of us finding our fated mate were slim. So....."

“The girl who booked a penthouse just to make sure her ‘summer fling’ turned birthday legend.” Heat floods my chest. No barriers, no uncertainties—just us and a room made for decadence.

"Mr. Powell, the blood tracks lead outside and all the way to the main road. If Mrs. Powell tried to get to the hospital by herself, that means that she's most probably stuck on Goldway Street." After a slight moment of hesitation, Reggie continued and said, "A-According to my calculations… If Mrs. Powell doesn't undergo a D&C procedure within half an hour, I'm afraid that she might lose her life…"