Unscramble Chasing Novels & Stories

I ran through the door. “Don’t let her escape.” I heard his voice that was filled with rage, he charged towards me. I sprinted through the hallway, it’s suffocating like the hallway in Jamie’s pack when I found out that Brake is fucking Ashley. My heart palpitations increase as I heard the heavy footsteps charging behind me, “you damn female, stop running,” he growled behind me, I could feel his fury raging in the hallway.

He was creating maximum chaos and terror. "This way," I whispered to Lexi, pulling her toward what I hoped was the direction of the kitchen. We needed to get out of the main room where Shaw had the advantage. We crawled along the floor, feeling our way past overturned chairs and broken glass. Around us, I could hear Agent Chen trying to coordinate her people over the sounds of panic. "Alpha team, move to the east exit. Bravo team, secure the perimeter. Where the hell are our lights?" Another gunshot, closer this time. A woman screamed, and I heard the heavy thud of someone falling.

My ears perked up when I heard footsteps following me. My jaw clenched and I quickened my pace until it became a run. Hunter chased after me and my heart pounded loudly because of the fear that he would catch me chasing me. “Stop it, Hunter! Don't chase me!” I shouted. He just laughed at me and kept chasing me. I've been circling the railings of his staircase. "Stop running and I won't chase you anymore," he said. I shook my head. "I do not want. I want to be alone first. Let me go first, Hunter!” he didn't listen to me. We were like toddlers playing chase.

“Tsk, tsk, what’s up, doc?” He was murmuring something under his breath. I couldn’t understand the words, but I could only imagine those were incomprehensible swear words. Nathan passed the ball to me. Carrot-top kid was guarding me more persistently this time. I dribbled it under my legs, turned a three-sixty and maneuvered out of his way. I ran fast toward our court. I could feel carrot-top kid and Nicholas on my heels. But I was faster. I jumped and managed to make that fast break count.

The wolf who took the lead when rushing out was none other than Charlie. He was surprised to find a certain iceberg wolf who had never touched women, naked to the waist, pressing on a woman, doing some kind of exercise, and the angry look on his face made his heart tremble, and he apologized hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, uncle, I thought you weren't here..." "Roll." “Uncle, did you just ask someone to ask me to come find you?” Charlie didn't leave. He kept looking around, wanting to know who the woman was and trying to make sure who was playing tricks on him.

"Just try to keep up, will you? There's a lot at stake here." I shake my head in response to his playful behavior and allow him to take the lead, following closely behind while keeping an eye out for any unexpected surprises. The last ten minutes pass swiftly, during which we collectively score eighty-six hits. When the final buzzer sounds, we exit into the hallway to check the rankings.

"OH GOD! CHASE! IT'S SO DEEP! YOU'RE HITTING MY HEART!" Chase was fast. He moved with the same speed he used on the field. His hips were a blur. The sound of their sex was a rapid-fire slap-slap-slap that drove the team into a crazy. "You like this speed, Quill? You like how fast I can work you?"

He was convinced he'd won me over with a few sweet words and some cheap gifts, thinking I was just another naive, trusting she-wolf. Carl's voice shook as he instructed, "Continue finding Daisy. I don't care where she is. Track her down. I need to see her." Axel couldn't help but say, "Daisy's not coming back, Carl. And even if you do find her, then what? Are you going to ask her to come back and keep playing Fiona's decoy? "Wasn't all of this for Fiona in the first place? Now that Daisy's gone, isn't this your chance at being with Fiona?"

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

His forehead scrunched in confusion. I looked at him, my eyes soft and pleading for him to understand as I climbed to my feet. "I'm sorry; I can't." Turning on my heels, I ran as fast and as far as I could. I had no idea where I was going, or even if I was going in the right direction, but every time I heard Chase call out my name, I ran a little bit faster. I thought his calls should have been getting quieter, but if anything, they were getting closer. I ran track in high school, and I knew I was fast when I put my mind to it. How was he keeping up?