Chad Danforth Novels & Stories

Should I sleep, or should I walk out of the castle? Just sitting there, I heard the sound of the gate opening, and I quickly walked out, only to see a car driving in. As I looked, I noticed it was Linda's car. I stood there and waited as she came out of the car and smiled at me. I smiled back at her as she walked over to me. “I just saw Dean, is he going out?” she asked. I nodded as I smiled and spoke. “Yes, he had a meeting and will be back within a week.”

Margot Bogard chirped back in a sickeningly condescending tone. Ugh. Why me? Hollis pondered, scowling at Dalton the second he appeared back in the kitchen. Pretending he didn’t see it, her brother turned his attention to their bickering parents, who still hadn’t noticed their daughter standing right in front of them. “You can’t make anything easy for me, can you!?” Fifty five year old Chad ranted, towering over his wife menacingly. Despite his age, he neither acted nor looked like a man preparing to enter retirement. He’d spent a good chunk of his youth defending the city of Auburn as a police officer until a lengthy battle with cocaine drove him to leave the force. Even though Chad went on

“Y-Y-You… bastard! You god d-d-damn bump… kin…” Nicholas smiled. “Awh, you even called me Dada so many times, I’m flattered.” Everyone was extremely close to bursting out in laughter, even Scarlett was covering her mouth. Heather yelled. “Enough! Shut up, you loser! So what if you’re good at arguing? Can you get a wife with that? Do you even know who Chad is? Let me tell you, he’s the general manager of Sunshine Co.! That company is about to partner up with a larger company and he’s going to become one of the directors of a large corporation! His net worth would be hundreds of millions. Do you think he’s someone you can afford to provoke? Just look at yourself! Apologize to him right now, or

Chad cleared his throat and let go of me. "I see she is awake." Dane strolled in looking cheerful. I looked around for something to throw at him, in case I needed to. Chad chuckled again, guessing my intentions. Goddess, he reads me so well. "It's okay, Dane came here just to apologize. Right, Dane?" Chad gave Dane a stern glance.

Ethan said while he was singing. The afternoon comes, and it's already 5 o'clock. Two hours and thirty minutes left until Chad comes. He hasn't been on a date for a long time. He realized that the last time he went on a date was with Troye, which has ended with Chad. In the end, it's Chad that has been waiting for him. Chad has indeed been true to his words when he says he's always going to be around and is willing to wait. Thirty minutes left. He's now all dressed in his black attire with a hint of gold with his necklace and watch. He just scrolled through his phone. He took a selfie and posted it on his social media. A message popped up.

I nodded, "I do, but what if he doesn't like the way I do it?" "Who gives a shit?" He scoffed, "look, if Dylan enjoyed it, then this guy will, just go and work your magic". I took another deep breath and stepped back into the room. Chad gave an awkward nod and stood up, and I watched as he peeled his shorts down his solid legs to reveal a pair of tight briefs. "Better for practice" he mumbled, and slid the front of them down to expose a half hard rod that looked about six inches long. He was uncut and the foreskin was already halfway behind his pink cock head.

Bethany is definitely a supermodel-type of woman. “Whatever.” “Here they are!” A guy named Nathan who graduated in Chad’s class waves at us as we approach a group of people gathered close to the DJ. He’s one of the few people who stayed in town, and he works at his family’s auto repair shop downtown. He’s always been nice to everyone, and Chad and him are still good friends. “What’s up, Nathan?” I greet, glancing around and noticing the other faces in the circle.

"Cheating never crossed my mind. Chad is Danny sexual." The line went completely dead for a second before Erica choked on her own breath. "You said what now?" "Well he told me he is Danny sexual," I said, completely serious, my chest puffing out just a little bit. Erica laughed so hard I had to pull the phone away from my ear. "That's really funny even for you, Danny. Way too funny... but I promise you, be rest assured Chad is good. If he is keeping something from you, it's always for a good cause."

He was a bit stronger than Derrick so it was easy to cage him to the wall. "Who are you?" Derrick asked as he tried to fight him off. Chad ignored his question. "Are you Detective Derrick?" He asked. "No. What do you want from me?" He managed to push Chad away. "Are you detective Derrick?" He asked again. "No." Derrick denied. He picked up his bread and left the empty coffee container and he started walking away. "Hey..." Detective Chad caught up with him and brought out his ID card. "I am Detective Chad Efron from Chicago.” He said in a low tone.

It was also the number my lawyer still used to contact me from the States, so it worked out. “Hello?” I asked, wondering who would have been calling. “Is this Nathaniel?” I heard an older man ask. “Yes, this is he? May I ask who this is?” “Nathaniel, this is Tim. I know I sound old, but, well, I am old. I’m 78 years old.” “Tim? Why on earth are you calling me?” “I’m calling because, well, I’m dying, Nathaniel. I can feel it. I can feel my body shutting down.”