Chad Duran Novels & Stories

He was indeed a catch. Chad has a well-built body, a result of his active lifestyle. He has a long undercut hairstyle of deep black hair, which he would casually tie in a messy bun. He has an expressive set of ash gray eyes. He is tall. He looks dashing and smart, especially when he wears his round eyeglasses while doing his things with his talented fingers in front of a computer.

“Weren’t you a runaway? I believe that having a wedding is not the smartest thing to do. Hell, even being here can be dangerous for you, and with pulling the right strings, I can make sure that even this marriage doesn’t happen.” “Who the hell do you think you are to threaten me?” He asked, and Diablo smiled. “I am not. But if you are wondering who I am, in front of you stands Diablo Duraturo, the last person that you fucking want to mess with.” He said, nodding at the door. “Leave, you have five minutes, or trust me when I say, you are not going to like how this evening ends for you. Both of you…”

“They were too noisy, mo pheata.” Gator shakes his head at Sidhe, causing a piece of his purplish raven hair to fall over one of his steel grey eyes. “Overkill as usual, ma Doudou,” he says then sweeps his hair back into place with a tattooed bronzed hand. Gator or Tee is an MMA champion and a former gang leader from Louisiana. “Yep, but you love me!” Sidhe says before kissing Gator. Here we go again. I roll my eyes. This is normal for the Death Kings.

Inside we head towards Daryl’s office and Jordan knocks. “Enter” I push open the door to see Daryl sat in his office chair, but he wasn’t alone. A man that was a similar age to Daryl was sat opposite him, his green eyes on me. A scar ran down his left cheek and his blonde hair was shaven in a buzz cut. “You must be Luna Ashley. Well Alpha Daryl, you certainly kept this pretty thing hidden” Shit, was he going to challenge Daryl for me.

immaculate “Damian, this guy is trying to get a photo of Josephine that I accidentally left in my old desk drawer. Now explain to him who Josephine really is!” Adrian orders. Damian nodded quickly, then turned his attention back to the figure who had just made a fuss with Adrian. Feeling himself being watched, Chad returned Damian’s gaze and said. “I’m Chad Marley, the man who replaced Adrian in this company!” he exclaimed, introducing himself. Sounds firm, but polite and far from arrogant. That was the impression that at least Damian caught. Makes him believe that this man has positive values.

Alpha Kyle chuckled immediately after he got to me. Immediately, I turned around, picked up a handful of dust, and threw it into his eyes. Next, the pressure pressing down on me disappeared. Before any of the guards came back to their senses, I stood up and sprinted at full speed. But this time, I wasn't running mindlessly. After covering some distance, I immediately hid behind a huge stone. "Find her!" Alpha Kyle's roar resounded through the forest just as I hid behind the stone. I couldn't help but shiver, hearing his roar, I knew he was angry. I was doomed if I was to be captured once again.

“He may have been kept safe from those who would harm him, but he has been living under your grounds for a long time.” The man smirked as he looked at me and I couldn’t help but find myself frowning as I waited for what he was going to tell me. However, the last thing that I expected was to hear a familiar man’s name, especially when I knew that I grew up alongside him as an orphan throughout most of my childhood. That was, at least, until he was announced dead… “You knew him as Kai Karaulov,” he said, walking toward the door. “You can give the warning to your mate, the numbers on her name have been listed…”

the man whom I presume to be Cristian said. So his name is Tate. I smiled to myself. A sexy name for a sexy man, Aura purred. I rolled my eyes and listened back in. "It's supposed to weaken her grace. Her power!" Greg finally said. This time it was my turn to be surprised. "Woah hold on! What power?" I asked. He rolled his eyes. "You really are stupid. I don't know how you can't feel it. I don't know what rank you are but all I know is that you were not born an omega, Channing." Greg clarified.

Kendra helped me stand and found some sweatpants and a shirt in a drawer helping me put them on and we made our way out of the room walking upstairs where we were face to face with Dash and Dane who seemed to be in a stance for battle. I clung to Kendra, and Dane’s eyes flicked over to me, growing wide as he took in my battered body. His eyes glowed red and his body tensed with anger as his gaze tore from me to his brother. “You will die today brother…” He growled, turning the floor beneath our feet into an earthquake. “And I will show you no mercy.”

In the meantime, Chad used dry needling to speed up his recovery. Darren woke up and asked, "Has it been three days?"