Chad Danforth Novels & Stories

He said scornfully, "There is no use in calling for the police. My father is the founder of Tatum Supreme Group. No one will dare to arrest me." Danton was taken aback when he heard what Chad had to say. "Gerard Pulmano, I am Chad. Where are you?" Chad preferred to use the loudspeaker on his cell phone when making phone calls. As a result, Danton could hear the voice on the other end of the line. "Hi, Dr. Jennings. I heard that you cured Mr. Hart's sickness. I went to the Harts to visit Mr. Hart." "Great. Come to the Drunken Beauty Bar at Bloomington right away. Otherwise, I will kill this pig named Danton."

God! She glanced at Dara who was staring stupidly at the man. She made a supreme effort and pulled herself together. How had Matt managed this? And did he think yet another outrageous gesture would make up for everything he'd done? Or more accurately, hadn't done. "I'm assuming, since you're holding that piece of...whatever...that Matt Vorchak sent you?" "Wait!" Dara held up a hand. "Does Matt actually know you?" Chad laughed. "The fact is, I know him. Sort of. His sister works for the law firm that handles all my legal work."

"Secondly, as you may have heard we lost Allison Wade, a much loved pack member, to this war, we are hoping to retrieve her body and give her the send off she deserves, that being said, if anyone has any information they think may be relevant, please come to my office immediately after we conclude tonight's meeting." She nods towards Darius and he escorts the potential Alpha's from the stage, the entire crowd, which had been muttering after her previous announcements falls silent, watching Flame as she once again, faces the crowd. "Our final bit of business this evening is to reinstate Cain Harding in his rightful place as co-Alpha." She smiles at me, offering her hand out for me to join her

CHAPTER 1: CATCHING MOM'S MILK SHOW CHAD’S POV I’m Chad fucking Thundercock, nineteen, six-foot-four of pure jacked muscle, veins popping like cables under tanned skin, and a twelve-inch, eight-inch-girth monster cock that’s been the downfall of every sorority girl on campus. But none of them—none—compare to the walking wet dream I call stepmom.

I miss Hunter and Alyssa day by day but I know it's for the best. I feel bad for lying to them all, but I had to. Today's Wednesday and Mr. Dechart is coming to get his money. All I wish is that I could've found a legal way without having to borrow money from anymore people. I didn't want to take money from my brothers or my children but they are stubborn and won't take no for an answer.