Make Her Chase You Book Novels & Stories

“And maybe that phone too.” I take a step back, clutching my bag tighter. “I don’t want any trouble,” I say carefully. “Well, you found some,” the shorter one sneers, taking a step closer. Before I can react, the taller one lunges, grabbing at my arm. I scream, stumbling back as I try to pull free. It’s just like before. Trapped in an alley, my heart racing, ears ringing. It’s like I’m there all over again. “Let her go!”

"That day, I was deceived by Charlie into boarding the cruise ship. I saw this bastard at the Haitian Feast. He even spent money trying to get me to sit with him. Later, because of your intervention, I was imprisoned by Charlie's wolves. , had no contact with him. “After I was rescued, I didn’t sleep all night. The next day, I went to my sister’s grave. At this moment, Zhen called me and expressed that he wanted to pursue me. I thought about it over and over again and came up with a way to trick him, trick him, and get him the punishment he deserves according to the law. You know, as long as I fight alone, I am not afraid of him. I can also drink alcohol than him. But I took all precautions,

A tiny whimper betrayed her the second I pressed my palm a little firmer against her. God. Watching her discover new things about herself might become one of my favorite hobbies. I leaned closer, letting my mouth brush near her ear while my hand stayed between her thighs. “I think we need to take you upstairs,” I murmured. “And reenact whatever filthy shit you’re reading.” That finally got the book lowered enough for me to see her expression. “You can’t.” “Oh?” “He’s chasing her through the woods.” For a moment I just stared at her. Then a slow grin spread across my face.

“Then don’t stop. Because watching you choose us every day does the same thing to me. I want to protect this. Protect you. Even when it’s just making sure you eat before you disappear into studio time.” We kissed again, deeper this time, the kind of kiss that promised more later. When we finally stepped out, the November air felt sharper, but her hand found mine on the sidewalk for the first three blocks until our paths split. The rest of the day dragged. In the accelerated track session I kept drifting to thoughts of her—how she’d sounded on the phone with Dessa, confident and clear. How her body had pressed into mine in the kitchen like it belonged there. I was fascinated by her strength,

“She isn't here? And hasn't been seen in four years? Ivan needed to make sure he heard correctly. “Yes sir. She…” But Ivan didn't wait to hear more. He jumped into his car and zoomed off. He had missed two chances to meet the girl he loved and the girl who saved his life. This was the third chance and he wasn't going to flop. He thought of where she could be. The only place she could possibly be was at Ash's house or a hotel, but the former seemed to be the answer. Ivan reasoned that Ash would not be in town and let Nelly spend the night in a hotel. He turned his car in the direction of Ash's house.

It was like she was programmed to not like things like that. “What do you have in mine?” The new me? She takes risks. She does things she wants to do without worrying about others. She is finally putting herself first. “I’ll tell you things and describe their scent to you. Then you’ll take me there.” He says without missing a beat. “And what is this game called?” I couldn’t help smiling when I noted how he was trying to hide the smile making his lips curve. “Chase.” I raised a brow and reacted the word but more as a question. He instantly agreed, still reminding me I could ask if I don’t understand anything. And if I wanted to end it, I could only say one thing.

My body is so used to only going to bed at like three in the morning and wake up at seven that I know it’ll take forever to actually fall asleep. “I can get you a book or something to keep you busy?” he suggests and my face immediately lights up. He sees it and with a chuckle, he gets off of the bed. He leaves the room and a few moments’ later returns with an old battered copy of what looks like The Hunger Games. Fitting, both characters stuck in a place and being able to climb trees. “Hope it’s alright” Chase said, “Got it from Chevy. She’s obsessed” “It’s perfect, thank you” I said, putting the book down next to me. Chase leaves after telling me once more to not run away and then I’m left

“You’ve got the details all wrong. I heard she was found unconscious at the pack borders—that’s how her father discovered her. She wasn’t wanted by her family. But we all want to know what she was running from.” Rumors. Lies. All planted by my own step sister and her followers. Chloe’s smile was as beautiful as it was poisonous. As Chase and I reached the entrance, the group quickly dispersed, pretending not to notice us. “Don’t let them get to you, Lyra. I’m by your side,” Chase reassured me. Inside, I was amazed by how big the library was—the arrangement of the books, the gothic décor. It was just the way I liked it: dark, quiet, and filled with the scent of old pages.

She has something in her hand as she runs so fast. I follow on the trail and Chase behind her. “Stop!!” I growl and flick my eyes to red. I gnash my teeth as the more I try to get close to her, the more she runs faster away. She jumps from the ground and hits on the trunk of a tree, then she propels herself more far. I shape shift and allow Damian take charge. He growls and faces the sky. I’m sure this is the killer of my pack members. I must get her at all cost. I’d butcher her into pieces and feed on her.

Only for her elbow to collide with my chin, her hip bone jamming into mine, freeing herself. “You'll have to try harder than that,” she called out, her figure darting in and out of the treeline. I let out a deep growl. She wants to be chased, as much as I want to catch her. I follow her through the undergrowth. She is nimble and quiet, I am loud and thunderous. I wonder if hearing me storm towards her makes her pulse race, if knowing I’m going to make her mine in every way makes her pussy wetter, her legs shakier.