Pursuing Her Novels & Stories

‘She's OURS. "Pretty sure she doesn't see it that way right now." I scraped a hand through my hair, trying to think past the instinct screaming at me to chase. "You pick up anything else? What pack she's from? Anything useful?" Nothing. Just that scent driving us both crazy. My mind wouldn’t calm down unless I track her down. And once I get her again, I would put chain on her just so she wouldn’t be able to run again. Amidst of my thinking, my phone suddenly started ringing.

A full week of looking for her,she's staying in Carson city he has her address but no number. It's unusual for him to run after any woman but she haunts him and he won't rest until he finds the answer why.The fact that he can't find anything concrete about her only intrigues him more,what is she trying to hide or from who is she hiding.He intends to find out and it starts by paying her a little visit.

Destination: Carlifornia Her pulse raced, not just from fear but anticipation, dread and something else, something deeper… The ache of a love she was tired of pretending not to feel. Whatever waited for her… Hayden, secrets, Daniella. She wasn’t running anymore. She was walking straight into the storm.

I gave her hands a bit of a squeeze, and let go. “I mean you’re right, but I don’t know if I want to be the one to pursue it, ya know? I like to be chased, and I’m afraid he doesn’t like to chase at all.” I knew Kansas had a bit of a habit to elude the men she wanted. She seemed really torn this time, and my heart ached a bit for her.

All her quirks and strange reactions finally made perfect sense. "You're staring again," she said softly, glancing at me sideways. "I'm processing." "Any particular conclusions?" "Several." I guided her toward a secluded bench surrounded by flowering bushes. "First, you're even more extraordinary than I thought. Second, this explains why you always seem to know when someone's coming before they appear. Third..." "Third?" I stopped walking and turned to face her fully. "Third, I really want to kiss you, and now I understand why that's been complicated."

However, the feeling of being pursued was more intense than ever, heightening her instincts. She refrained from glancing back, yet her heart raced in her chest, adrenaline surging. With a slight twist of her head, she noticed a flicker of movement—a shape just a few steps behind her, merging into the darkness, yet present. They were observing her, following her every action.

She lifted her phone again and tried to ignore the ache of loneliness that had settled in her stomach. She’d done it. Pursued her dream career and made it in a workforce mostly dominated by males. It had been her goal for so long. Things were going well for her agency, and the future looked promising. But it seemed that in her pursuit of her goal she’d lost a little of her life along the way.

She had survived until now and reached this far because she never backed away in pursuit of her goals—even if it meant sacrificing or hurting herself in the process. “Miss, you are really turning pale!” The assistant wanted to slap her employer to knock her down and let her do the job as an assistant! She did not want to take part in her employer’s sick game! Clutching her clothes atop her chest, she was now breathing hard. Her feet started to turn cold. When she felt that it was enough to achieve her desire result, she finally let go. “Push it!” Without further waiting, the assistant slapped the red emergency button with all of her frustrations in it.

He an enter her life but not in her heart as he had claimed while bringing her back to home. Sheharzaad was busy going through her laptop seeking for job opportunities in Islamabad. She so wanted to do some work. And this time the reason was not to earn money but to achieve the heights of success she always had imagined for herself. Being married cannot stop her from achieving her dreams. She will not stop. Not after years of hard work in her university. She always maintained a good GPA so it would be easier for her to get a job.

And though the crowd still buzzed with admiration, though she was being pulled into conversations and handshakes, her heart was still walking slowly toward him, reaching for something she hadn’t quite found yet. And somewhere deep inside, she knew this wasn’t the end. It couldn’t be.