Unscramble Chases Novels & Stories

Fucking distraction. When Mrs. Middleton dismissed us, Rowan, Grayson, and I made our way to the cafeteria, the usual buzz of students already filling the space. The noise, the chatter, the scattered trays—all of it was the kind of chaos I had learned to block out. But today, my focus kept slipping.

Mom said. I unheard the rest of the conversation and concentrated on the French toast. Chloe and Laura left early in the morning, they had some errands to run. And Jenna and Sam stayed behind, who were currently sending evil glances to the particular guest. They all knew of her hunting adventures around the world. Adventures of men hunt. Famous and rich. And this habit of hers had Chloe lose her high school sweetheart to her. "How is your training going?" Alex asked, cutting on his pancakes and taking a bite.

Tik' sound with his mouth. Chase was lost.

Damn this, not another chase. I used strategies that many small animals used, such as trying to go where larger creatures couldn't. I dashed under a few small bramble bushes and continued out the other side. They had to take a detour to reach me under the bushes, so it was an advantage, given that I am slow and would pause for a second to catch my breath. As I tried to stay alive during this chase, my heart was racing faster than my feet. My steps slowed as I realized two of the wolves had sped ahead on a larger circuit and were waiting to catch up with me. I launched towards a tree and ricocheted off at a ninety-degree angle without slowing down.

Thinking of loan sharks striked fear through her heart. If they could be somehow free from them! The doorbell rang and she jumped in fright. It was past midday. Almost 3 in the afternoon. Who would come at such an odd time? With that though, she went to the front to open it. Ethan had also come out of his room curious to see who was at the door. Eloisa would not come at this time. Yoonah opened the door to her worst fear. The loan sharks were standing there. She silently led them inside. She had forgotten today's date. Ethan quickly went to call Eloisa. He knew her mother could not handle them alone.

I like a challenge, and this one I accept willingly. Sweet dreams, baby, Chase.”

She said and went out of his room. Chasse didn't think twice before packing his things. He packed so fast and took his car with him. He drove out of the compound and far away from home. That was how he ended up running away. *End of flashback* Chasse turned back and decided over it. He knew what his father would say. He doesn't want to make promises he won't be able to fulfill. He walked out of the mansion and went back to his car parked outside. He hopped into the driver's seat and picked up his phone and called to ask his sister for help but he found that his sister was going through bad times. She wasn't in good terms with her husband in Malaysia

"An enforcer of the Night Pavilion is truly worthy of being one of Capital City's top elites!" Chase suddenly let out a light laugh. "Hmm?" Morty was momentarily stunned. In the next instant, Chase's speed suddenly increased. His figure split into three afterimages, darting in different directions. "Escape!" Chase shouted, and his figure shot out like lightning. "You won't get away," Morty sneered. A black dagger whistled out from his side, chasing after Chase.

Feeling betrayed and unloved, Chase had made the painful decision to sever all ties with Chris, seeking a fresh start and a chance to forge his own path in life, free from the toxic dynamic of their familial relationships. As he came back to his senses and present moment, in a bid of determination and bravery, he got out of bed, a sudden realization in his mind. At once, he paced down the hallway and rushed down the majestically curved mahogany staircase, his car keys in his hands. Chase rushed to his Rolls-Royce Phantom, his feet pounding the ground in urgency. He quickly unlocked the door, slid into the driver’s seat, and started the engine. As he sped down the road, the tires screeched in

Check. Hips parallel. Check. Chin up, arm up. Check and check. Ready to rock and roll. Chase nodded at the gate man. They exploded from the chute, dirt flying. Chase didn’t hear the crowd. He kept his focus on adjusting to each minute maneuver the bull made, and somehow, everything clicked into place.