Step Up 2 Chase Novels & Stories

“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.”

She moved with confident, unhurried steps, her eyes locked on his as she reached the bottom. Chase’s eyes widened in shock. "Ma’am……!" His voice cracked, the pizza box nearly slipped from his hands. “Well I forgot the money up there… but I figured we could settle this another way."

Mike saud, pushing me to the platform and I stumbled forward joining the others. Mike smiled taking his seat while Damian straightener up, thise set of topaz eyes staring into my soul. At first I felt knots in my stomach but I soon began to ease myself up as Mike Chester, “Go, hottie.” For my first step, I swayed my hips forward, my hands going down my shoulders to match the rhythm. Maintaining eye contacts with me, he downed gis drink. Stepping forward, I moved bsck by rocking my hips slowly thrm flipped around, throwing head bsck and swaying my shoulders.

"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.

" she raised her perfectly sharp brow. "A friend of mine," I said while making myself ready to leave. "Oh! I will be glad too." She stretched her hand towards me. "I am Jael, Jael Russel." I shook her hand "I am Levy Troustkey." I nodded and left the washroom with 'bye' while she replied 'see you'. After a class college ends. Brother told, today a person will visit us to have a deal with our company. He wants this deal to be accepted at any cost else there will be a great loss.

Byron Chase, one of the most feared names of the country, sat there defenseless against a boy who was shooting tedious questions at him. "Let's assume you have an heir. A girl? For the sake of imagination, let's call her Stephanie." He emphasized on the name 'Stephanie' which instantly grabbed Chase's attention. His formerly uninterested expression changed into an exactly opposite one. The boy smiled in satisfaction after getting the desired reaction.

“As much as I love to see you undressed like that, cowboy, it is a little informal. So maybe you oughta cover up all those muscles so female party goers aren’t drooling on you.” “Such sweet bullshit.” Chase retreated to the bedroom and yanked on new jeans, buttoned the white shirt, added his championship belt buckle, slipped on his boots and hat. All in under two minutes. “So? Do I pass?” She nodded, and returned her focus to two pairs of shoes. One pair, four inches high, were a funky shade of shiny yellow patent leather with turquoise stitching. The other pair, were flats, fancied up with flowers, but were nowhere near as hot as the stilettos.

The mansion’s foyer gleamed, polished to perfection, fit for a royal pack. Chase stood near the grand staircase in a black tuxedo, every inch of it tailored to perfection. His dark green tie brought out his sharp features, but as his eyes lifted to meet me—he froze. “Whoa… sis,” he breathed. He stood still for a moment, then a slow grin stretched across his face. “You look… wow. Like a queen—no, even better. A goddess.” He gave a playful bow. “Greetings, Your Majesty.” I rolled my eyes, but couldn’t stop the smile tugging at my lips. “First the maid, now you? It’s just a little dress-up, Chase.”

I couldn’t be any more happy for the girls it was not looking very promising at the start but they have both made full three sixty. As I’m walking back to the pack house I see Karla sneaking off to the back of the pack house I don’t know why maybe it’s her distance but I decide to follow her. I shift into my wolf so I can go incognito through the tall grass while crouch creeping so I’m not seen. She makes a beeline straight for the base. Then none other than Chase is standing on the opposite side of the stream on his border. “I can’t do this any more Chase I’m ready to give up call it quits and leave”

With that said, she slipped out of the back seat to join the boys. I took one last deep breath and did the same. Chase offered me his arm, and I linked to mine through his and gave him a nervous smile. He patted my arm and gave me a wink. Alex and Stevie led the way. As we approached the stairs leading to the front door, I start worrying I might trip and break my ankle.