After Hardin Novels & Stories

The damage was done. I served four years and a half before being released for "good behavior." But my name? Still rotten. My career? Dead. So I left the country and made myself disappear. Reinvented. Rebranded. Professor Wolfe-quiet, brilliant, untouchable. I'd be the fucking lecturer who kept his head down, who stayed away from the shadows. No students. No connections. No risks. I vowed: Never again. Then she walked in. Ava.

Sofia held him gently while she glared at me. "Xavier Hart" I clenched my jaw angrily. He was the leader of the Mafia we destroyed. "The leader of the Reds" I said, informing Sofia while thoughts raced through my head. "Sofia, we should probably talk after this" I grumbled, my heart sinking for the child. Most of the prisoners we found were dead or severely starved and injured. I don't think his mom made it.

“Since she came into your life things have been good between you and your mother, isn’t that enough reason for you to see that she isn’t good for you.” “And for that, I should marry you right?” Hardin wrinkled his nose, “When did you swap my phone? In the car right? That little kiss of yours was just a distraction from your plans, you not only messaged June but other women I had seen including my exes,” Hardin said shaking his head in disbelief, he had gone through his phone after June had pointed out that the phone number on his phone wasn’t hers and he realized he had sent messages to the women on his contact telling them he was done with them. It was then he suspected Emma and just starin

the guy cried, as he raised the gun again. I saw the indecision on his face fade as he made up his mind to shoot. His face hardened, and his jaw tightened. Without hesitation, I pulled the trigger on my assault rifle. The shot smashed the window in the building opposite me, shattering glass everywhere. The glass hit the floor a second before the guy's dead body did.

He nods his head and I move up the stairs, but when I reach the third floor instead of going to my room in the left wing I go to the right wing of the house where our small clinic is located. I head down the long wide hallway till I find his office and knock on the big wooden door. "Come in," Dr. Hart's muffled voice calls from the other side. When he sees me he stands from his chair and makes his way around his desk to shake my hand. Dr. Hart has been the house doctor for the last few years after his dad passed away with a heart attack and he took over. He's only a few years older than I am and is incredibly intelligent. He has done amazing work around here and I am very grateful for him.

That steadiness was something I envied. Mara approached me with a pile of reports in her hands. “Northwest border’s holding, but only barely. They saw movement in the old ruins. Not animals—something organized.” My chest tightened. “Aaron?” She shook her head. “Could be. Could also be one of the others.” “The others?”

he looks around to make sure no one was around but them “Your uncle, to be precise – her husband." Alex breaks his silence with a snort making Hardin eye him down "Sounds like, you like Aliyah, Hardin.” Alex smirked and then wiggles his brows making Justin chuckle, which he himself joins in. Hardin's disgust deepened and he wondered how the three of them were still friends till now… must have been a terrible oversight on his part. “In case your memory fail you, I am married already.” Hardin flashed his ring finger at them making them stop their chuckle abruptly “I am just disappointed at the kind of person you seems to have become Justin.”

But Caden held my hand, forcing me to stay beside him. He walked with that easy confidence, like he owned the place, which, in a way, he did. He was Caden Dovewood. I was just Maeve Briggs, the quiet girl nobody really noticed, until now. He didn't let go of my hand until we reached his first class, Mr. Henderson’s Calculus. He stopped right at the door, and then, slowly, his fingers unlaced from mine. It felt like a part of me was being ripped away, even though I hated his touch.

'I've never seen you here before, do you work here? 'Yes'. 'Are you new?'. 'Yes'. 'Did you loose the chicken intentionally to scare me?'. 'Yes'. She looked taken aback. 'You did it intentionally?'. 'Yes'. 'Get the hell away from here'. 'OK'. I turned on my heels. 'Wait, come back'. She called and I turned. 'Aren't you going to punish her'. She said to senator. What was his name again.... Yes...Drenthe. Senator Drenthe.

I am not sure what to make of this meeting. I know Arthur; he and I have been friends since college. He has known Kaden since he was born. When Kaden told me who Everly’s grandparents were, I was shocked. I knew her father came from money, but I had no idea he was an Atherton. Well, his mother was; her family is one of the oldest in the Savannah area. I just assumed that Everly had her father's last name, but Kaden said that she, in fact, does not. This means at some point, she changed her last name. I laughed when Kaden told me that Tianya and Kylynn ripped those boys a new asshole when they told them what had happened while they were in North Carolina. Those two are a handful, and