Chad Flenderman Novels & Stories

"By the way, do you know why Forrest and I returned to Bloomington? Forrest passed the interview at Bellenuite and will be reporting there soon. He interviewed for the general manager position in Bellenuite's Business Department, with an annual salary of 450,000 dollars." Then, everyone offered more compliments and congratulations, but Chad knew the conversation was about to shift to Raine. Mandy then asked, "Raine, what does your boyfriend do?" Before Raine could respond, Chad said, "I'm a freelancer." Everyone went silent. Freelancer was simply a polite way of saying he did not have a job! In other words, it sounded better. He was simply trying to maintain his dignity! Raine remained the s

The man opened his mouth, his voice was deep and deep, and his voice tickled Wendy Walters's heart, "Is this Miss Wendy Walters ?" Are there people in this world who are so similar? Wendy Walters nodded slightly and raised her head slightly, her eyes only staying on the first button on the man's neckline, not daring to go up. The man continued, "Miss Walters, I'm Kean Flair. I'm here to pick up Miss Walters on the order of the chairman." Wendy Walters frowned slightly, raised her head to meet his gaze, her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes quickly moved away, but her eyes were full of questions, "My dad?"

"Chad, you're the man! I can’t believe you got the social butterfly. You even convinced her to get under you in bed and willingly go through 99 hymenoplasties. How did you do it? Share your secret with us!" Chad took a puff of his cigarette and smiled. "There's no secret I can share when she was the one who threw herself at me." "Sadie is always hanging out at seedy places. I heard she has AIDS. Don't you find her… dirty?" One of Chad's buddies felt unhappy for him. Chad raised an eyebrow and replied sarcastically, "That's a problem for other men. I've never touched her. I only got her to do those hymenoplasties so I could use her to please those dirty old men who enjoy virgins.

"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

I walked away noisily to make them believe I was gone, then came back as quietly as I could to eavesdrop on them. “So…are you from around here?” Jazz subtly starts to hit on Chad, like he wasn’t the same person who was roaming the entire company with a sad face. I guess it was all a facade to avoid being lashed at by his colleagues. “This isn’t the time, Jazz” Amy butt in. “It’s fine. Having a little chat here and there doesn’t affect my focus at all. I’ve been doing this all my life” Chad looked at Jazz with a smile. “He is definitely gay. There is no way he and my Pollen dated” I muttered to myself.

As if it were all his plan all along. Chad tried to control his anger as he focused on the man who tampered with his father's autopsy report. While showering, Chad had been contemplating why Sanchez would do such a thing for his mother. Nevertheless, Chad knew he had to maintain his composure and not arouse suspicion. He was determined to uncover everyone's secrets. Approaching them with a smile, Chad said, "Let's sit down together and plan the wedding. What do you think?" The vultures' faces lit up with happiness. They hadn't taken Marlie's threats into consideration as long as Chad remained on their side. Good!

All members must understand that they are the main reference for an order. “Alpha, I apologise if I offended you. Maybe what Chad means is that he doesn't want the Black Canis to come in and interfere with our territory. We are the rulers of Florida. They shouldn't have come here!” said Everest, suddenly interrupting. He wanted to defend Chad, who was still kneeling in guilt.

I found myself asking, my curiosity overriding my discomfort. “Because he doesn’t want me anywhere near you. He’s jealous.” Chad stated it with confidence, leaning back in his booth like he’d solved a complicated equation. “He glanced at the bouquet of flowers I brought and smirked. He knew you were allergic to chrysanthemums. He didn’t tell me—just let me bring flowers that would make you sneeze.”

Wade pleaded, Delanie went into deep thought, momentarily checking her phone. Seeing over twenty missed calls from Roger with ceaseless text messages, her mood soured. “Alright, so far as Oriana is safe.” Chad lifted Oriana effortlessly in his arms and assured her, “don’t worry, I’ll be her watchdog until you both are done.” “And who are you?" Delanie asked. Chad introduced himself, "I'm Chad Griffin, his best friend." Upon hearing that they were best friends, Delanie felt a sigh of relief and followed Wade to wherever he was taking her.

“He’s here. He is qualified for the job, and he’s had his own past in a world with men like Lorenzo.” “Bring him in.” She opened the door wider. A man entered with the kind of stillness that clears a room. Tall. Dark hair, neatly kept. A charcoal suit that didn’t announce itself and a gaze that did, cool, attentive, unhurried. He stopped at a polite distance, as if measuring the space between us and deciding not to invade it. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said, nodding once. “Elias Gray. Thank you for accepting me in your firm. Ms. Vale told me that you needed a lawyer as a second advisor to your lawyer.”