Where The Crawdads Sing Chase Novels & Stories

Chapter 5. —Nathan’s pov— Alright man, are you ready to see little Tatiana? I can hear her singing through the kitchen door. Say nothing. This is a rare moment she only sings when she’s by herself. Ya sure Chase, I got it. Chase walked into the kitchen silent as a mouse she wouldn’t of heard him enter anyway because she hasn’t gotten her wolf yet. Right now, all I see is her back, but it’s her singing that has gotten my full attention. I never knew she could sing. Her voice reminds me of that singer Amy Lee from Evanescence. Tatiana sounds just like her. Fucking amazing.

She took her phone and went to the corridor. “That took you long to pick up my call,” Ryan said sulkily. “What are you up to?” “I’m singing with Cathy and the others in the clubhouse.” As soon as Freya finished speaking, Chase’s singing voice sounded from inside. “There’s a man, huh?” Ryan asked oddly. “He sings quite well.” “Chase is the one singing.” “Are you close with him?” Ryan’s tone deepened in spite of himself. Freya did not think too much of it. “We’re alright. Chase has helped us a few times when I was back in Melbourne.”

She smiles as she begins pulling out of the parking lot and onto the main roads. A smile overtakes my lips at the thought, having all of our old memories flood back to my head. Jovana connects her phone to Bluetooth before blasting Chase Atlantic through the speakers as we begin driving down the main roads. She then rolls down all her windows, resulting in the wind blowing through our hair as we sing out the lyrics to "heaven and back". We laugh loudly as we sing out the lyrics to one another, adding a dramatic sense of emotion to each word. The car continues to move fast as we weave through several different vehicles, bringing us to the beach front fairly quickly.

Comes Bella's plaintive whine. “Aww.. please..” Adam hears Chad beg. “Fine. It is Bad Moon Rising by Credence Clearwater Revival.” Adam stops in his tracks, listening closely. He can hear the clanging of utensils dropping to the table and of Chad bouncing on his heels impatiently. “I know that one!” Chad shouts and Bella laughs. Adam resumes walking to the kitchen but stops in the doorway. He sees Bella at the counter, swaying her hips to some invisible music that only she hears as she spreads chocolate icing on the cake.

The other voice was closer. Before the back door was thrown open Chantelle sprinted to the front of the house where an open-roof classic Cadillac waited. There were two girls in it singing the lyrics of a pop song that boomed from the speakers. Chantelle hopped in the back laughing while Yolanda, a tall lean muscled girl, tried unsuccessfully to catch her before the car zoomed off.

Do you turn down your miracles? Chase Davies is a man of principles. He's never been to a strip club before, but his scheming cousin coaxes him, and now he's here. His plan? Sit in a corner and wait till it's all over, but the tempting hot waitress dressed as a school girl sets his pants on fire. He must have her. He can't afford to leave without her. ---------- 1: Cathy.

“A customer didn’t finish it. Help yourself to it. I have to pick up something on the outskirts of town.’ She informed me and headed out. Unlike me, Kai had taken her as a punishment for her parent's debt, and she was stuck working for him for the next ten years. I drowned myself in it, letting its hotness burn my throat, but it did nothing to quench the pain even when I took the fifth gulp and the next and the next. Until my vision got blurry, and I felt everything around me swirl. The song had gotten slower, and I was starting to feel less sad. The door dung open, and I heard the heavy footsteps that didn’t belong to Sarah.

Finally pulled up to where the tracker had last shown, stumbling out of the car and combing through the underbrush. My heart leaped as I spotted the ID card; there, just a few feet away, lay something on the ground. James’s school ID card was thrown out into the brush as if it were nothing. I bent down, gripping the card, my hand shaking as I clutched the tiny piece of plastic, feeling the full weight of helplessness crash over me. There was a grim chill creeping over me, an unsettling clarity. Evan was leaving traces, just enough for me to follow but never enough to lead me directly to him. He was taunting me, dragging out this sick game.

“Red has a cruise ship, the Sea Whale, with a good income, but, Sarah, do you know what kind of business they are doing?” Jason ate quickly, and as soon as he finished eating, he began to explain in person: "These photos, on the surface, are from a talent show. But they are providing special services. Have you ever heard of the Haitian Feast? The Black Hills has held it six times. It is held every six months. They only hold drafts on cruise ships. After the selection, all contestants can be taken away. They will provide whatever services the guests want... Most of the business Charlie does is related to love affairs. The people he comes into contact with are not very clean. There are also mo

" I sang his favorite verse twice, ending his beloved song by closing his eyes and placing one last kiss on his lips before sending a prayer of the fallen to our creator. My tears ran down my cheeks, falling onto his beautiful face as I leaned over him, caressing his cold cheeks. He was the most beautiful man I had ever met. I was fortunate and honored to be his destined mate. The sky was already navy blue when my legs allowed me to move. Despite the poorly fused bones and the pain that shot through every muscle in my body, I grabbed Chase under his arms and began to pull him to safety, away from these ruthless killers and wild animals lurking in the dark. The stars illuminated my path, lead