"There's just one driver I can't stand - Chase Elliott." Chase stared at the DM, his fingers hovering over the keyboard, trying to figure out how to respond. She, of course, had no idea she was actually talking to the driver she couldn't stand. A story in which Kathryn Claire finds out that maybe people aren't always who they seem to be and Chase Elliott finds out not everybody will hurt him. {Completed}

*AU* Awful. That's the way pro snowboarder Chase Elliott is used to describing his luck. Bad falls, bad press, bad circumstances- he's had it all. After a particularly rough day, Chase thinks things can't get any worse. Turns out they can. But when a special someone falls into Chase's life, he finally realizes he's been visited by Lady Luck.

Chase Elliott is the hottest driver in NASCAR. He has collected 3 more championships after getting his first one in 2023. That's a total of 4 championships in 6 years. But he's not only a Nascar Champion, he's also a husband and a father. To him his family is the best thing ever and his career in racing is close second. He has a beautiful wife named Bryn, Ava who is now in her teens. The twins, Bentley and Brody, who are now 6 years old and he has a 3 year old named after him, but goes by Will. A trip to the race track on the weekend is a normal for this family. But one weekend goes horribly wrong and their fun weekend at the track turns bad. Chase makes some tough decisions and even gets some exciting news to help make these decisions.

The concept of things being black and white...that's a thing of the past. My entire life, I have resided in sheds of grey. The misery, the anguish, the hurt...they inhibit yet another piece of me with every day that passes. A certain string of routines keep my sanity intact, even stable on good days. For a time, I had craved so much, so very much to feel a damn thing. But then I did. Joseph. The drug that keeps me sane. The anchor that grounds me. The talisman that saved me. From life. Life alone, with only my thoughts for company. And what thoughts they were! I need him, and after a while I realized, he needs me just as much. Our craving for each other bypasses common sense. It feels as though I have yearned for him for as long as I remember. Going by what he tells me, he feels the same. And then there were the shadows that we both fear. He fears what awaits him, as I fear what I've already been through. He dreads what he does, he tells me it's killing him, eating him from the inside out, changing him in ways that he never saw coming. "I'll lover you nonetheless.", I assure him. As for myself, my regrets are too heavy, the urges too strong. I do realize, my love for Joseph is unnatural, our relationship unhealthy. Some might call it destructive. That's funny though, since unanimously, we decided long ago, we were the only barriers that kept us from the edge. The edge of what? I can't be sure, we both haven't dared to get too close. Read on to find out!

*COMING SOON* I loved the way the sun was coming through the window and bouncing off the small of her back. Such soft, smooth skin that I just wanted to touch, but I couldn't. She was still with him, but yet here she was in my bed, in my shirt. She always texts me when they fight. I didn't mind at first, but after all this time my heart couldn't take much more. I fell for her months ago, but she had already fallen for him. It killed me the day I went to Victory Lane to congratulate Ryan and I saw her hanging on his arm; lips on his. I grew to love the way she hated me, how she always picked on me. But there was something different about her now. She was broken, he broke her.