Chad Danforth Novels & Stories

"I know that look. What did he write that he was thankful for?" "He put he was thankful for spending time with me. He actually gave me his leaf to hold onto." "That is so cute! Extremely cliche but cute." "Yeah, so he asked me if I wanted to go on another date with him, and I said yes. We've gone on quite a few dates since then." "What's his name?" "Chad." "Interesting name. What does he do for a living?" "He's a bodyguard for some high-end security company." "Sounds like a serious job."

I couldn't hear them, but I knew, Chad was angry. Chad's condition, Intermediate Explosive Disorder is under control for now. But we have to take care of this. He still has nightmares and Mrs Lyons is constantly calling for him. We tried to convince her that Chad needs time, but she claims that his father, Francis, has no time. She even blackmailed us to disclose our secret of Francis being an adoptive son to the Dawson Family. This is that secret that Lyons and Reynolds agreed to never speak about it. But she is breaking this deal. This secret is supposed to die with us. And Mrs Lyons us ready to exploit it.

“Did you not hear me?” “I heard, but you seem to have forgotten that I’ve been hunted my entire life. This wouldn’t be anything new,” I stated firmly. “Furthermore, I would appreciate it if you stopped following me. If you’d like to be friends, that’s fine, but not as my guard or whatever this arrangement is supposed to be.” Then, I added, “Also, please make sure to inform Dane that if he wants to stalk me, he should do it himself.” Kendra stood up from her chair, unsure of what to say. It seemed she was in a state of shock as she asked, “Did you know that Dash was helping Kade?”

Not just a wolf. But a force of nature. And no matter how much I wanted to run from him, some part of me—some maddening, aching part—knew it would be impossible. Whether I liked it or not, this man, this beast, this protector… was mine. And I was his. Our eyes were still locked when footsteps echoed across the ruined chamber. His beta entered—Lieutenant Daniel, clad in formal armor, eyes darting from the destroyed wall to the blood-soaked floor, then to the dead assassin sprawled at Alexandro’s feet.

He looked familiar as well. “You must be Leah.” He smiled, as I stood to attention in front of the sofa. He outstretched his hand as I looked at him confused. “Oh, apologies, where are my manners. I am Jack Carter, Logans father.” I let out a sigh of relief and accepted his hand, shaking it. “Logan is at the office at the moment.” I explained. “I know, I actually came here to see you.” I tilted my head intrigued. “Have you seen the news?”

But still it was not a good thing to do in front of Alpha Darren in this situation. “What do you do, Mr. Fred?” asked Alpha Darren. This sudden question was actually aimed to distract Fred from Diana. “My job is a prosecutor. I work at the courthouse and outside of working hours I usually visit my restaurant,” Fred replied with confidence and no fear at all. *"You have a restaurant? Why don't you tell me? Next time you'll have to treat me there!” “It just opened Diana. Next time we'll go there.” Alpha Darren ground his teeth in anger. He hated that the conversation he started to intimidate Fred ended up being a pleasant conversation between Fred and Diana.

Master Tanner smiled and glanced at the angry Master Fay. “Old Fay, don’t be angry. Rhino died for a good cause. Just give him a proper burial and let my men take revenge for him. “I recently recruited Chad, an expert in Muay Thai. He has won 30 consecutive victories in underground boxing competitions abroad. He’s more than enough to deal with this kid.” A brawny man with bronzed skin and a naked upper body in big pants walked out from behind Master Tanner.

Her daughter Lily had always been jealous of me, hence we never talked much…. My friends have been my support system since the start. I can’t share my thoughts and feelings with anyone except Nanny and Emerald and Selena…. I sat their for sometime as I spent time with my mother. I know she can’t reply me but I know she is near to me. She can hear me….. I feel peace here… I sighed as I got up and wiped the dust off my trousers. I was still in my sleeping pyjamas…. My eyes wandered around the graveyard and stoped at a man who was standing near a grave a little far. He was tall around 6’2 and his brunette hair and hairstyle reminded me someone who unwontedly barged in my life.

Chuck said, putting twenty on the table. “I say two,” John shrugged, putting his money on the table. “I’ll give him three weeks,” Silvercloud nods. “What about you, Alpha?” Chuck asks. “I give him two days before he’s whining, wanting to leave,” I smirked, putting my money down.

I've been good, and I must say life is good. Delcan POV As I looked at Chantelle, I noticed that she seemed distant, as if her mind was elsewhere. I knew that she had been through a lot, and I wanted to help her in any way I could. "Chantelle, I know that you've been through a lot, and I'm here for you," I said. "You can tell me anything, and I'll listen." Chantelle looked at me, her eyes filling with tears. "I don't know where to start," she said. I took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Start at the beginning," I said. "And take your time. I'm not going anywhere." Chantelle took a deep breath and began to speak, her voice shaking at first, but gradually growing stronger. She told me