Nolan Chance Novels & Stories

I fold my arms in front of my chest defensively. “And why exactly is that? I’m over twenty-one. I can go out to a club, Brannigan.” “It’s a guy’s night out. You won’t enjoy it.” He glares at me then goes back to watching the screen and moving his control. “Yes. One for me. You’re losing your touch.” Nolan says as he scores a goal. There is nothing about Cody that would even suggest he’s losing his touch, not the way he was touching me and alighting my body. Nothing at all. Jeez, I wish my brother and the guys hadn’t interrupted us. Who knows how amazing he could have made me feel.

“Ellie and the boys?” Nolan nodded once. “I want to be part of their lives. I just don’t know how without breaking everything all over again.” Lance studied him, seeing something rare for his older brother, honesty stripped bare of armor. His own guilt settled like a stone in his stomach. Lance had a relationship with the boys. He was there at their birth. August and Ian recognized him, reacted when he visited. Nolan was a stranger to them. “You’ve been giving her space?”

I don't regret my decision to leave nursing and the money is just as great. I lay my head on his back once again, smiling with excitement as I see the same long street that leads up to the compound. Going nomad has been the best thing to ever happen to Chance. He is not only happier, but lighter. Darkness and guilt no longer lead him, he takes everyday as its own and always appreciates each day as it is. We've seen much, lived a lot and met a lot of new friends. Chance was even able to track down his parents after they moved to Florida to retire. The road has been good to us, and we have enjoyed being away, but I can't help the smile and giddiness as I hop of the bike thrusting off my helmet

Nolan then left for Washinton after his family moved. “Nolan Stoll?” Kate asked again, utterly unsure. Nolan was a nerd who was bullied a lot during high school. Kate and Carlos always defended him, and that was how they became friends with him. The Nolan they knew in the past wore huge spectacles. He had braces, and he always had his hair brushed up. He was thin, and despite his intelligence, he was never sure about himself. However, the man standing before them exuded confidence. He wore no glasses, and he gave off a mischievous smile. He was now the CEO of one of the biggest pharmaceutical companies in the US, Medkline Stoll Pharma.

Lilly The next morning, Kimberly set a cup of coffee on my table for Chance before I even had a chance to sit down. Glancing at the clock, I noted it was little after eight. Chance said working hours started at nine. “I’m not late, right?” I asked, worried I might have misunderstood. I stayed up later than normal, googling Chance Macklemore. Wealthy parents. Playboy father. Chance served in the military - Special Forces. Huge scandal in regards to his ex-wife. Yeah, there were some surprising revelations on the internet, and it only gave me a glimpse into the man he was today.

Nolan softened his voice, without taking his eyes off Liam and Amy. “I hope you're happy to be a part of this.” With a discreet nod, he turned and left, accompanied by Fred, Tiago, and Diana. Everyone returned to their usual table, leaving behind a cafeteria full of whispers and stares. Nolan sat down, but his mind was far away. This was only the beginning. And he swore, by everything sacred to wolves... that he would discover the truth. Even if he had to tear it out with his own claws.

For a moment, they seem like a father and daughter having one of those precious moments but I have to quickly remind myself that they're both plotting my downfall. I'm not sure if it has something to do with the fact that I told Stellan that Allegra cheated in the first round but it seems Arlo was completely out of the loop in the creation of this particular challenge. He's very clever at hiding it but when he was making the announcement, I could see he was agitated. He's a man who's famed for his control over every situation so he had to keep up with his reputation but the tells were obvious. By exempting Arlo from the creation of this challenge, Stellan made it harder for Allegra but it's

“We make our own luck, our own opportunities. And we make our own failures.” He grins. “I shoulda known.” “I want to prove Flint killed your father.” Nolan’s grin fades. “What kind of luck do you think that’ll bring you?” “Closure,” I say. “For you.” He rotates onto his back and looks at the ceiling. “Then what? I drag you into a war with my brother.” “Or maybe we walk away. Do you even want this, Nolan?” He faces me. “We’d both become celebrity bodyguards, saving the honor and modesty of countless starlets?” His tone is teasing, despite the seriousness of my request.

Matteo hissed, his hand tightening on the grip of his sidearm. In the dim light of The Gilded Toad Club, Vince Hale—the man who went by 'Chance'—nodded slowly. He didn't look like a mob boss; he looked like a man haunted by ghosts. “So where the hell have you been for the last decade?” Nickie demanded, his voice low and lethal. “While she was scrubbing floors and sleeping in a closet, where were you?” “I’ve been right here,” Chance said, gesturing to the flickering neon signs and the smell of stale gin. “Running this front. Keeping my head down.”

“Yeah. Why?” “That was him…” “I don’t follow, who?” Nancy raised a brow. “Joshua Vance! The new CEO.” Jane paced around, biting her nails. “Nancy, I’m doomed for good. My life is officially over.” Nancy stared wide-eyed at Jane, watching her pace back and forth. “I have just one question; did you say anything rude to him?” Nancy’s question caught her off guard. “Not really? But, in my defence, he was very nosy.”