Chad From Descendants Novels & Stories

He would kiss her every morning when they woke up and again every night before they went their separate ways for bed. Although with each day their need to touch one another has seemed to grow along with her comfort being back. She has dropped her guard and let down her defenses, no longer choosing to shut Chad out and he has rewarded her by opening up to her in ways that he had not before. He told her all about his father and the very few memories he had with him. He spoke of how growing up he looked up to Adam, Cole, and Lumi. She learned how Adam had lost his first family at the same time Chad lost his Dad and how it turned him into such a raging dick that he actually kidnapped Bella and h

My gaze locked onto Chad's, “Your humanity...where's your heart?" Chad's smile twisted. "My heart beats for innovation. I simply want to make my kind better. Stronger and rulers." He smirked. “It should have been me,” he thumped his chest with his fist. “I should have been the chosen one! But since the dumb goddess has decided to deny me, I will take fate into my own hands.”

He is the rightful heir of Riverbank Pack, after all. If my brothers are alive, Braxten will eventually have his own children, and they will inherit the White Claw Pack. Was I dooming my son to an uncertain future? Chad was striding slower than usual to allow me to keep up with him. He stopped to look down at me and scooped me up easily. "Goddess Chad, put me down! I hardly want you to stroll inside a packed house, fool of warriors, making me look like a weakling." I hissed.

I can't," I said. The words came out sharper than I wanted. They all looked at me, confused expressions on their faces. I trembled beneath their observation, tugging at a loose thread in my jeans. Jade sighed. "Guys, there's something you should know." She looked at me. I nodded, granting permission. "Chad is Avy's mate. "He and his three brothers." Zeke's eyes widened.

It doesn't matter if Chad's father uses the title, Lyons, they are legally a Dawson. "I am a Lyons. I did my paper works 3 years back. And my relationship with Honour is permanent. We will marry me. And we will have children." Chad growled. I fear of violence. I haven't dealt with IED. What could be Chad's reaction? "You already succeed." Shane huffed. "What does it mean?" Mom was not far from us. She was confused. I assumed she arrived just now. And I am sure she doesn't know the man holding me is her nephew..... Her little Chad. She knows him as Chandler.

“You bastard! Have you forgotten your family name just because you have a little damn cash? If your father didn’t die early, I would’ve broken both your legs ages ago!” Chad was crying hysterically as he pointed towards Heather. “Uncle, this woman was the one who approached me first, saying that she’d sell her niece to me… Well, I’m not married yet, so I’m just trying to bear a child and help keep my family bloodline! For Dad!” Chloe frowned upon hearing this. “Sell me to you? How much did she take?” Chad started stammering, hesitant to speak. However, Douglas slapped him right across the face again. “Say it!”

And that is what I'm still doing! "Chad over there was just like you. He was the chief butler of the fallen Smiths. Haven't you for a split second wondered why the whole family was destroyed but he was spared? "What about the captain? You know what he does. Haven't you wondered why he was also spared?"

Chad added. I have known from Chad that he was born from an oddly looked-at family in society. His mom left him with his dad when she found out her husband was having an affair with a man and doing nasty things on their matrimonial bed. She felt disgusted at what she saw that she could not overlook it and keep the relationship despite having Chad suffer such decisions.

“I didn’t realize I was so freaking lame that you were willing to set me up with just any benevolent guy handing out pity fucks.” “Hey, anything would’ve been better than you picking up some white jackass. I mean, seriously. It’s fucking embarrassing. What am I supposed to tell my crew when they ask about how one of my girl’s roommates is fucking a—” “Yo, man, leave her be,” Chad chastised as he came shuffling into the kitchen, bare-chested with his track pants hanging low on his waist. “The guy can’t help what color he is.” He went straight to the coffeepot where it had just finished brewing and poured himself a cup. “My momma’s half white and dad’s a quarter Filipino. I have relatives all

Chad remained silent, waiting for the right time to react. A tattoo bearing the surname 'Stanson' seemed to be branded on his back, confirming Chad’s suspicion further. But did he need to do this? He glanced towards Jade. She was still sound asleep, showing no signs of waking. Just then, Levi Stanson whisked off his scarf, providing Chad a clear view of his facial features. He was incredibly handsome, albeit that a long scar extended from his cheek to below his chin. Could that be the reason he hadn’t wanted to appear before Jade directly? Chad wondered.