Make Her Chase You Book Novels & Stories

It was more like she met a ghost, remembering what Henry said, she took her heels and started running. Jones didn't run after her, he stayed still with a smirk and suddenly gaits towards her. Celine paused when she didn't notice him after her, panting as she leans her head against the wall. “Was that Jones? I think I lost him.” Celine was walking backward when her back hits a being. She screamed, turning around and her eyes met Jones's grin “Do you think you can run away?” he questioned moving closer to her. Celine was walking back to Ward, nodding her head in refusal.

He soon followed suit, morphing into his giant black wolf as he nudged Mazlyn towards the door, "Let's run. He suggested through the mate link and Mazlyn didn't need to be asked twice. In a second she bolted, like a flash of lightning as she whizzed past her mate, down the stairs, and out the front door, Malik felt the familiar surge of lust low in his belly as he started the chase, like the storm that comes after the thunder, chasing the lightning as she fled. Malik caught Mazlyn down by the stream, and she'd led him on a merry chase, retracing her steps and deliberately rubbing her scent on the plantlife before bounding off in a different direction. He held her still by the scruff as they

My voice dripped with honey, Her body stiffened, “N.no..nothing” she dodged my eyes, trying to hasten her steps. Gotcha, she was never good at lying, “Come back here” I chased after her. She broke into a mini sprint, disappearing towards the door of the pack house. “Nothing better than a chase to lighten my day” I chased after her. “Welcome back Luna Supreme” a deafening roar greeted me immediately I entered.

Now she lay, naked under the sheet, her body tender from last night and her mind surprisingly calm—remembering from a calm distance almost, accepting now what she had always known. That there could be no going back. That having made love with Chase, the countdown to the end had started. She had seen it so many times—Chase himself. The thrill of the chase, the high on capture, the intense passion of a new relationship—and then, always then, the retreat

"Don't say we can't. How many times have you pleasured yourself, calling out my name?" "You heard that?" I was taken aback, unsure of how much she had actually noticed. I had kept my distance, believing that was what she wanted. I believed in rules and boundaries, but when it came to her... "I hear everything, Chase," she hissed, her sharp claws tracing a path of destruction down my legs, ripping apart my jeans like flimsy barriers. "And every single time, the burning ache for you consumed me just as fiercely as it consumed you. It's an inferno that will never wane."

Margaux is still furious when she gets home after her unexpected meeting with her twin at the mall. She immediately went straight to her room to calm herself down. “Argh! That loser!” She shouted out of frustration and threw her bag onto the bed. She couldn’t still grasp the situation that she had been in earlier because it was the first time she got rejected and the feeling was foreign to her. This is the first time that someone chose Tiarra over her that’s why she’s feeling agitated. She felt this was her first defeat to Tiarra. Because unlike before, she could easily get everything Tiarra had and always had her way of turning the tables in her favor.

Considering the fact that she was trying to kill her feelings for Ryan. “So enough talk about me.“ I said as I pulled her to sit with me on the couch. “You've been the one playing matchmaker, but you've not said anything about the one you love,” She smirked. “That's because the coach never plays,” I narrowed my eyes. “Yeah, you definitely have someone you have eyes for,” She gave a smug smile and before I knew it, she had jumped off the couch and started to run to her room. “Zara!“ I yelled as I ran after her.

I slam the one in front of me aside and slash it into two with my claws. He runs away again and I keep an eye on him while pursuing him. The row of bookshelves is betwixt us, and when he suddenly vanishes from my surveillance, I stop running in a snap and refrained from being hit by the shelf again. I scratch the whole shelf where he's hiding behind but he dodges again and we only circulate around it. I push that shelf with one hand, then the row of the bookshelves fell like dominos. He remains ahead of me and between is the broken shelf. "What's this?" I mock. "After you play hide and seek, you're playing chase. I'm not impressed with the brevity of your guts. If you keep running, your belo

Elaina felt herself stiffen, “I told you no we weren’t going to bother Chase.” “Elaina this is more important than your anger towards him. We need that book.” Charise insisted looking annoyed. “Then you’re quite lucky the book came to you.” A shiver ran up Elaina’s spine at the voice behind her. Turning she faced Chase. Bristling Elaina crossed her arms over her chest. “Great, now that you’ve delivered it you can run along back to your future wife, I’m sure she is worried sick about you already.”

She checked it, grinned, and slid it to me. It was a forwarded email from Amelia. A charity gala invite. Black-tie. Hosted by one of Noah’s business partners. I glanced at Cassie. “This is a setup, isn’t it?” “Of course, it is.” She leaned back, sipping her drink like a villain. “Step one, look gorgeous. Step two, make him realize what he lost. Step three, profit.” “I’m not going to a gala just to parade in front of Noah.” She shrugged, “Then go for the free champagne. Besides it's not just Noah that'll be there. Lots of other rich dudes too."