Novelas y relatos de Robert Chase

“How did you find me?” He shrugged, “It was easy. I picked up your scent.” He said with that weird smile of his. “And while I was riding down here, I realized that I didn’t properly introduce myself. I’m sorry about that, Alpha Malric,” he bowed his head, his lazy blond hair spilling over his face, “I am Chase.” I sighed and shook my head in frustration. I thought I had left him behind? How zealous could one fucking be? I looked at the white Mustang next to Shelly and shook my head grimly, “So, you did steal your uncle’s horse.”

I say to Robert and his face relaxes a bit. “Oh.” He replies while nodding his head. “I’m Robert Jones, the CEO of one of the most successful and largest company in America.” He introduces himself and extends his hand for a handshake, and I roll my eyes. He’s quite the show off. “I’m Chad Simmons, the greatest tech guy alive.” Chad responds with a smirk as he shakes Robert’s hand. “Ugh, too much testosterone.” I say and they both chuckle. “I’m not worried about the car, it’s you I’m worried about.” Robert says to me, and I glance at Chad who seems to be wiggling his eyes.

“I hope I’m not intruding. I’ll be leaving in a few minutes.” “Silly.” The old man got to her passenger seat before she even realized he was already sitting beside her. He must have unlocked the door from the opened window. “Glad you came. I told you we would see each other again. I hope this is just the beginning, Charleigh.” “I’m not staying, Mr. Chase. As soon as the ceremony is over, I’m driving back to the city.” “Cut the crap, Charleigh. You’re not going anywhere until I’m done introducing you to the folks. They need to know who’s behind the Cleighry. And don’t call me Mr. Chase. That was my son. Call me grandpa.”

Jessica Brown, Nee Hopkins - People Pleaser. "I invited them to accompany us to Skye Manor." Aiden spoke for the first time. I looked up from the tea I'd been stirring absentmindedly but he wasn't looking at me as he spoke, busying checking something on his phone. "Yep, we're the emotional support for today." Vincent declared loftily.

Pierre answered. “In the meantime, I need you to send someone over to keep an eye on her and keep her safe…....if truly Mr Brown’s death was not natural, then whoever was responsible would keep his eyes out for any leaks” I ordered Pierre. “Yes sir, I will do that first thing in the morning,” Pierre said. “No, do it now,” I said. “Yes sir” Pierre answered. I hung up the call and wondered what it could be that was caught on this said chip.

I ran in as well, only to get stopped by Hunter as he got in front of me and dad. My eyes travelled around the room and I locked eyes with the man who would soon become the man of my dreams and the man in my nightmares. Austin Dechart.

Okay so Chasing Tara is ending soon and I haven't seen anyone saying that they want a sequel. I have to go now. Please read, vote, comment and share. Until the next chapter... -Daisy

She didn't seem like the accessory type like Tessy, Tessy's wrist was covered in bracelets and her neck was decorated with a black choker and other necklaces that I thought were not necessary. I nodded back at Steph. "I'm Kelly", a very dark boy said with his face still facing his phone. "Stop checking your hits on that dating site. Calm down you'll soon get an STD", Tessy said putting a French fry in her mouth. The table chuckled. "Oh shut up at least I actually go on at least one date with them before I fuck them, all you need is a dance and a shot and you're good to go". The table laughed harder.

“You don’t seem to be rejecting it. I will be taking that as a yes. Seriously you are not denying it? Alright then. Let’s do it! You must be starving. Why don’t you go and wash up? I will go and get something for you to eat.” Various thoughts went through his mind while he watched the woman made her way over to the door and leave the room. He was curious to know how she will reduce the pain in his chest and give him hope to continue on further. The ache in his chest was showing no hopes of decreasing. He had investigated about her situation due to curiosity, and it truly made him wonder how she was able to remain so cheerful after everything that had happened to her. Seeing her like that mad

A rarity, in the surroundings… “Thank you, Miss...?” His warm, deep voice made her shiver. -Chase. My father is the pastor of the church. As she spoke, she could not help but cast a worried glance in the direction of the rectory, as if Reverend Chase’s eagle eye was fixed on her, from the window of the study in which he was writing his next sermon. “I am very honored, Miss Chase. My name is Ivan Boyle, Viscount Hadleigh.” And he bowed for a long time before her, as if she were some lady of high court he met during a walk in Hyde Park.