Npcs Drew Hayes Novels & Stories

She snapped, not able to hold back anymore. “Huh,” said Hayden, raising his eyebrows in surprise. “You heard me!” She screeched. “What is your problem?!” Hayden sighed deeply. “It’s your turn,” he said ominously. “What?!” She asked. “It’s your turn. First, I almost drowned in that cave trying to get the sword while keeping those creepy swarm of undead children at bay. Second, Titan had to fight that old blood-drinking witch and dodge her parasitic plants to get the axe,” said Hayden taking a deep breath and shutting his eyes tightly.

He completed, finally letting go of my waist. I felt stupid. Useless, even. "Hayes!" I heard someone yell faintly and by the way he turned his head to look at the door, I could tell he heard it too. I glanced at the door, waiting for whoever was yelling his name to show up in the hallway. "Son of a—" Hayes muttered under his breath, running his hand through his hair. He left my side and walked away, headed for the door. I trailed behind him, curious to see what was going on and feed answers to the several questions floating around in my head.

My eyes gleamed with cold intensity as I suddenly lifted my foot and stomped down beside Scarlett Hayes, cornering her against the elevator wall. Scarlett instinctively covered her face. "What... what do you want? This is the Hayes family!" I leaned in close to Scarlett's ear, my voice chilling like a ghost from hell. "Scarlett Hayes, I initially planned to take over the Hayes family quietly, so you wouldn't be too embarrassed. But now, I've changed my mind. I’m going to wait for the Hayes family to reorganize and go bankrupt, and then I'll step in with my support, wiping out every trace your family leaves behind!"

“Is it supposed to fade?” “Yes,” he turned to me with a suddenly ominous smile. “Dylan Hayes is dying after all.”

Jake Hayes’ POV “Well, if you pay more heed to what you said, you’ll realize that your words were wrong. But did you?” Charlotte Hayes said—it’s been a while since we last met, but it appears as she’s been having fun without me. At the very beginning, you kneeled down to the ground, pleading your loyalty towards me like a dog, but considering how you didn’t even show up your face at home, it seems to me that you have lost your mind during your time with that b*stard.

I stumbled back, my hand flying to my face, breath coming in uneven gasps. Hayes stood in the doorway. He wasn’t wearing his jacket anymore; his sleeves were rolled up, and his expression was terrifying. His eyes narrowed into slits as he darted between Matthew and me. "Hayes! You're home early," Matthew said, his voice perfectly casual, as if he hadn't just been threatening me seconds ago. Hayes didn't even glance at him. He kept his eyes fixed on me, on the red marks his friend’s fingers had left on my skin. "I asked a question," he said, voice dangerously low. "What is going on in my family room?"

There was a long pause as Dice stared calmly at Elijah, his expression blank and emotionless, not breaking eye contact with him. "You got some powerful people on your ass," Dice remarked, crossing his arms against his chest, waiting for Elijah's reaction. "Why?" Elijah didn't budge as he stared back at Dice, not saying a word, and he didn't give anything away, nor gave any hint to Dice as to what he was feeling by those words. "The Hayes... the rat works for the Hayes family, mainly Dean Hayes." Dice paused again for another second, making sure his words were completely understood.

It was like they were never in my life. “I’m here to take you for your checkup,” I heard Hayes' voice when he entered the living room. “Thank you,” I numbly stood up from the couch, “I thought Eveline would take me.” My friends have been so supportive. Since Nevan has been unconscious, Hayes fired all previous workers in my house and employed his trusted staff to look after me and my place. “She is outside,” Hayes replied. I was about to turn off the TV with the remote when I accidentally changed the cartoon channel to a news channel.