After Hardin Novels & Stories

Avie and I both nodded at what Dad said. Dad often talks about his past with Mom. And we have met many people that we have never seen, Patrick Sudalga being one of them. "I found out that he has another child," Dad promised. "Who?" Avie asked this time. "Harold Sudalga." Harold? I don't want to overthink but I can't think of anything else. Jizan was talking to a person named Harold earlier, I heard they are talking about not hurting anyone who is close to Jizan.

not like this. To Be Continued...

Sheriff Hardin cursed as he steadied his hands on the trigger Bernard raised his hands in the air and turned around slowly, his eyes and Hardin finally met. “So it’s been you this whole time, killing innocent teenagers and wrecking lovely families all in the name of some bullshit science and making a goddamn fucking history that nobody gives a shit about” Sheriff Hardin scoffed

Hardin turns back to look at his girlfriend, a big smile etched on Hardin's face. "I want to live long god..." ****

Ethan huffs and reaches for it again but I don't let him have it. The front door opens and Hardin enters, dropping his keys on the console. He looks exhausted... probably from dealing with his 'situation' with Harriet. "They're still alive. Impressive," Hardin says, reaching down to ruffle Eliana’s hair. "You know it won't be bad if you and Bella had kids. You're doing a great job with them." I don't say a word to the last part. "They’re easy. It’s the old man I’m worried about," I say.

This was proof he doesn't need her in his life and doesn't feel bad about it, she was just a girl in his eyes, it was painful to think that the person she loved so dearly only saved a girl who needed help tonight and not Selena. Howard feels miserable right now, she probably thinks of him as the worst human alive now, after the stupid decision he had made by breaking up with Selena. He feels she deserved someone better than him, not an asshole like him who needed sex from every beautiful lady he sets his eyes on. He was going to make Selena one of them but felt she was too good to go through that, he had made up a lie just to end the relationship.

They had longer nuzzles and bigger bullets, it was intimidating. Later that day, the townspeople of Hiscoun village returned and helped gather the dead bodies of both the raiders and fellow townspeople. The cabins are ruined and filled with holes, but their determined faces didn't falter. A funeral was held for the fallen village people, and a festival was held a week after they were halfway on re-fixing the village. When one of the farmers admitted that the festival was held to thank the three of them, they were surprised. They never expected such a grand event to be dedicated to them, especially right after the town has risen back from the ground.

Sex drive is uncontrollable and once I start I cannot stop and I fear I'll hurt her. I don't want to hurt her. "Xavier?" I snap out of my thoughts and realize I spaced out in a meeting with Xander. I met Xander's questioning look. "What?" I ask grumpily. "I said; we have a new batch of human prisoners with death sentences. You want to extract their blood for the blood bloodbank or do you gave other plans?" He asked. "How many are they?" "Bout fifty from different states." He tells me. I slowly nod. "I'll need ten of them have someone tie them up in the woods. the rest just drain them." I order and he nods getting on his feets and exiting the room. Leaving me alone in my study with my thought

The person lying in that urn was the former Aaron Hutchinson, who had once been humble, cowardly, and drained of the last drop of blood by his original family. I saw Vivian Harkins. She had lost a lot of weight. Her black coat hung loosely on her. She let the cold rain soak her entire body, her hair plastered messily to her forehead. She stared fixedly at the photo on the headstone. That photo was from my senior year. I had a foolish smile and eyes full of hope for the future. "Dr. Harkins, our condolences." A few former colleagues gave her perfunctory pats on the shoulder. As they turned to leave, they whispered among themselves.

“Didn’t expect you tonight.” “Neither did I.” I slide onto a stool, eyes scanning the room out of habit. “How bad has it been?” Ryker shrugs, pouring me a glass of the good whiskey without asking. “Manageable. A few Luna Chasers tried to stir shit after the birth video leaked. Handled it. The southern crews are still twitchy about the hybrid heir, but most are falling in line once they hear how the kid’s pulse knocked half the enemy on their asses during the last attack.”