Todd Harding Novels & Stories

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

Soon, he could feel that his injuries were healing and was shocked. “Thank you for saving my life, young man! I’m Hendery Todd, and I’m from Northspring.” “Mr. Todd, can you bring me to Fernanda?” asked Kayson. “Are you a master, young man?” asked Hendery. “Yeah.” After receiving the answer from Kayson, Hendery exclaimed, “Incredible! You’re so young, yet you’re already a master…” After that, he continued. “I’ve met Fernanda a few times in the past. If you don’t mind, I can be your mediator and help you solve the conflict between you two.”

[…] “After the statements of Edward Henderson, former Colorado's senator and one of the most popular presidential candidates, EVANS inc. stock plummeted. He was involved in a controversy after his youngest son's wedding, where an intimate video of the bride with another man was played…” The anchor says, with her perfectly hair — not a single strand out of place. The suit makes her look elegant, and her make-up is discreet… But it's not her appearance that draws the attention of thousands of viewers at that moment… It's her words.

Todd. One of the dozens of CreedX Technologies board members, someone I hadn't even known about until tonight. How many were there, anyway? Did Creed know this person at all? I didn't think so. Todd had the insufferable kind of arrogance that went with too much money and too little consideration for personal boundaries. And he'd been relentless all night. I adjusted in the seat, trying to create more space between us, but he leaned forward, his cologne too overpowering, too artificial.

“Ivy’s father, Blake’s father… and one other man.” I glance properly at the screen now. “This man actually has what it takes to lead,” Hardin continues. “If he wins, life for ordinary citizens could genuinely improve. Less corruption. Less violence. Less control from families like mine.” I look back at him carefully. “And that’s who you’re supporting?” He nods once. “Alexander Stiles.” The name sits heavily between us. “My father wants Ivy’s father to win,” Hardin says coldly. “At the same time, he’s pretending to support Kennedy Jordan publicly so he can manipulate both sides.”

"Even if you didn't end up becoming my son-in-law, I still count as an elder who watched you grow up. No one ever teach you respect?" Todd tilted his head deftly to avoid the blow, raising a hand in a half-hearted block while continuing to talk. "I grew up roughing it in military camps. Learned how to hit hard and fast. Manners...not exactly my strong suit." Why does that sound so familiar? Lynn thought silently. Ferdinand's grip tightened on the cane, his voice dropping. "Enough. Clear these people out." Todd rotated his wrist, looking troubled. "Sir, my position...technically I'm still a public servant. Getting physical isn't exactly appropriate, is it?"

News of the wedding was still online and more pictures of Hardin and Emma were popping up on all social media platforms, the news didn't anger her, it was the comment left by viewers that angered her. They were looking forward to the wedding and hashtag #HardinandEmma was trending online. She flipped the page trying hard to concentrate as a knock fell on the door followed by the landline phone on her desk ringing. "Come in," she ordered before receiving the call on the landline. Yes, she said. "Ma'am, I just wanted to inform you that Mr. Hardin Scott is heading to your office now, he insisted and in his condition…" The voice of her secretary slowly faded as the door opened and Hardin stepped

Sheriff Hardin cursed as he steadied his hands on the trigger Bernard raised his hands in the air and turned around slowly, his eyes and Hardin finally met. “So it’s been you this whole time, killing innocent teenagers and wrecking lovely families all in the name of some bullshit science and making a goddamn fucking history that nobody gives a shit about” Sheriff Hardin scoffed

Time is running but he hasn't felt any unusual pain that could make him conclude that Thalia is been intimate with a man. He shut his eyes thinking of the pain Thalia must be going through. He was about to drag his phone to call his beta which had been missing for more than thirty minutes when a man and a female walked towards him. "Sorry, I am a bit late, I am Harding," Harding said stretching his hand towards Todd. Todd's gaze was focused on the lady beside Harding. "Jena..." He murmured, and when Jena moved his gaze to Todd, he saw the man who had caused nothing but pain to her sister and best friend, she launched herself at Todd throwing a punch to his jaw.

Todd shouted as he rushed down to his aide. The aide blocked Mr. Cypher and faced Todd. “I’m sorry, you can’t see him right now” he bellowed to Todd angrily. “ I think I am seeing him already. You just have to get out of the way” Todd wanted to brush him aside. “Hey, as you can see he is having a bad day. Can you just get out of here” the aide would not let him say anything to him. “I can make him win the polls” Todd shouted hard enough to be heard by Mr. Cypher.