Make Her Chase You Book Novels & Stories

Celeste asked with her arms crossed, as if she had every right. I saw the fading marks still on her neck and felt only irony. My tone was calm. "We've already broken up. Who I'm with is my business." Celeste snapped impatiently, "Ryan, are you done making a scene? First you staged a car accident, and now this? What exactly are you trying to do? "Don't forget who chased after whom back then." I looked at Celeste, and disappointment settled completely in my heart. So my love had become a blade she could use to stab me whenever she pleased.

She grins triumphantly and spins around, her long dark hair streaming behind her as she darts for the stairs. I immediately give chase, but even though my legs are longer, she’s fucking fast. “Where do you think you’re going?” I laugh as I bound up the stairs, hot on her heels. She zips down the hallway toward my room and I catch her right as she’s leaping through the doorway, winding an arm around her waist and pulling her off her feet, crushing her back into my chest.

"Yes" He swoops me off my feet grinning, twirling me around while I giggled. He places me back on my feet. "Good. Now let's go make babies" "What?" I laugh. THE END!!! I hope you enjoyed reading CHASING STORM as much as I loved writing it.Watch out for my next book, and if you haven't checked out my old ones, be sure to.

And she's running from me? I chase after her, my long strides eating up the distance. But she vanishes into thin air, leaving me standing alone in the hallway. Again. For the second time. I'm starting to feel a growing sense of urgency, a primal need to catch up to her and claim her as mine.

I bite on lips and steal a glance at her who is grinning opposite to my presumption of her reaction. "Ah, I got it girl and I am not offended at all. People have their own distinctive personalities, my family has a weird combination of opposite natured people. So, I can understand from where you're coming." She places her hand on the small of my back and started pushing me out of the library. "Let's go to your room and do some online shopping. I wanted to take you out for a real shopping but Hunter forbade me saying, you're not safe outside." She tells me and all the humiliation I faced yesterday, comes flooding my mind.

Richard, I want to ask you to chase her. "Chase her?" Richard suddenly frowned, and his face became a bit twisted. "Susan, what do you mean? You know that I like you!" "Don't get so excited, I don't want you to chase her for real," Susan said with a sly look. "I just want her to fall in love with you, and then you throw her away, like garbage!” "Has she offended you?" Richard asked calmly, then with dissatisfaction said, "If this is the case, I will simply ask someone to teach her a lesson. Why do you want me to chase her?"

she said and smiled. I put the documents down. I gently smirked. I remained calm, and I knew it pissed her so much. “Why are you doing this? What do you want?” I gently asked. She remained quiet. She just looked at me, probably wondering why I was so calm, as if she wasn’t aware that she was not worthy of my energy. “You still want that European expansion?” I asked. “I’m glad you knew-” “Or you want Arzhel?” I cut her off. “I’m amazed you even chased him to Florence,” I mocked her.

When it finally ended, she rose immediately, gathering her papers like they were shields, and stumbled out without waiting for any confrontation. But I had to see her, so I came up with a reason to. Standing by the door, I took a deep breath and knocked. “Come in,” her voice called from outside. She looked dashing in that navy-blue dress that hugged her skin, and her ponytail sat gracefully on her head. Not for one minute did she look swayed by my presence. “Elara,” She turn She loved to push just to see how far she could go before I broke, and it infuriated and excited me. She knew what she wanted and knew how to get it, unlike Elara, who could almost pass for a remote-controlled robot.

Shape Of My Heart - Backstreet Boys Song Twenty-Four. Watch Me Shine - Joanna Pacitti Thank you so much for reading my second book in what I am planning to be a three-book series. Book one: Chase and Savannah's story - A Little Cinderella Moment. Book two: Jen and Greg's story - Lady Of The Dirt Track. Book three: Title TBA - Selena and Lucas' story. I do have another book in the very early stages, and it is something I have never done before, but I am willing to give it a shot for all you readers, so keep an eye out for Bound By Fate & Fang coming soon.

I quickly place my backpack down and unzips the top, taking out a book with a girl dressed in a long white gown and a white rose tainted with blood in the front cover to pass time faster, the title reads 'White Rose' by Grace Angel. I open the page where I had left off, and forget the world exists as I read away. I'm at the part where Chase is visiting Jennie's grave, and he is still so hurt over her death that he yells. Screaming at the grave, he tells Jennie he hates her for leaving him. Unable to comprehend why she had died. Just when I'm ready to turn the page, my book is snatched away by Amber, making me look at her, confused.