Drew Goodwin Novels & Stories

He was shirtless. He sped toward Elder Xan, who was busy sinking his fangs into the neck of the trumpet player he had overpowered. Adrian grabbed Xan and slammed him against the wall with brutal force. The wall cracked on impact. Xan crumpled to the ground, unconscious, as Adrian released him. “In my office in twenty minutes,” Adrian said as he walked past me and headed for the exit. Medics came running toward the wounded. I helped support the injured men, but they couldn’t save the trumpet player. He passed away a few minutes after they arrived.

I was genuinely curious. Drew sat up, crossing his legs, and looked at me. "Well, I thought you'd never ask," he said, grinning. "I'm a Senior Design architect, and I own my own brand company down under the Manhattan bridge." I felt a rush of pride for Drew, and also curiosity. "For real?" I asked, impressed. "But why that neighborhood? Why not somewhere much busier?"

Ravyn’s legs responded by quickly spinning a kick towards the side abdomen of the opponent. And of course, it could hardly do anything with that rugged body. "What a sharp reflex you had. It seems like this time I’ve caught the little cat from that warehouse red-handed. " Drew didn’t move in the slightest, but not for the liquid in the glass he was holding. It splashed but quickly evaporated before even hitting the ground, and for the part that hit the big man’s hand, it gave him frostbite on his skin. "Drew Sturgess, you sabotaged the city three times, killing 67 lives and injuring over a hundred... All of that, including this time, why are you doing this?"

" What do we do? It seems that Drew has the backing of all mages at this point. I have no idea what he is promising them but I know one thing is for sure. I've dated Drew before" " Okay? Why did you feel the need to mention that you have dated him?" " Because I still know Drew. He's still the same vile person from before only thing is that he's gotten worse, that's all. I guess all these years of being underestimated got him plotting for the worst crimes." " So what are you saying? You know him still?" " Yes that's what I'm saying" "Okay and? " " And I know that Drew is a perfectionist. When he plots things he loves it going EXACTLY how he planned. If we can breach his plan with something so

Upon hearing this, Allen’s eyebrows furrowed deeply. "The Goodwins are influential in politics, and it seems the player behind the scenes is bigger than we imagined. Martin Goodwin, the head of the Goodwin family, has been ill lately, searching for a renowned doctor. I’ll pass on the news that you are the miracle doctor to them soon." Ten minutes later, Allen told Suzy, "Boss, the Goodwin family needs you urgently; they want you to come as soon as possible, but your injuries..." In fact, the moment Allen saw Suzy, he wanted to ask about her injuries and where she had been these past three years.

I worry when I'll ever get to be near him again. "I'm always with you even when you don't think I am," he said. I smiled, and he disappeared from my sight. When I went into the school building, our school swimming team's opponents had already left. Dims-Wood High won, thanks as usual to the captain of the swimming team, Bryson. When he's in the water, he is like a fish. The hallway was filled with students happily lifting Bryson around in the air. As they cheered happily, my eyes went over to Connor's locker to see him staring back at me.

His black suit accentuated his long legs and added a touch of elegance to his figure. Even in the crowd, he was eye-catching. His tall nose and sculpted features made him look so handsome and younger than his age. He was the envy of many because he looked so handsome that other men paled in comparison to him. He’s no other man than the CEO of S&W Group, Sylvester Walker. Drew’s dad In a distance not far away, half through his phone call to his P.A. about the new jewelry design, Drew heard the voice that he has been accustomed to for five years, calling mommy, and turned on his shoulder.

he added, to which I nodded. I was at a loss for words, as I had never expected such a heartbreaking tale from Alex. Despite his past actions, he didn't exude the aura of a killer but rather that of a good man. He turned to me, his eyes locking onto mine. "I'm sorry about your family," I offered genuinely, my sympathy sincere. I truly felt for him and all he had endured. "Thank you, Alpha Hawthorne," he replied, his gratitude evident. He stood up, wiping the tears from his cheeks.

Across from him was Joe lying on the rug and Miller on a love seat, they looked so hilarious but Drew knew he had to get ready for class rather than laughing at them and if he missed that lecture, his clean reputation of always being present would be tarnished. Getting into his room in the apartment, he dashed for his closet and took out his signature black designer skinny jeans and a red designer polo. Despite being so rich, Drew was never the type to wear too much jewelry asides from a smartwatch which he always had strapped on his wrist, though Miller was the opposite, he liked flashy things and was a show-off kind of guy. He quickly took the shortest shower ever, which did nothing to hel

She also felt guilty for being a traitor to a good friend like Lexus, but if doing so would mean getting Lexus away from that woman, she will not think about such a kind of guilt. Drew looked at Trixie with gratefulness shown in his eyes. “Of course Trixie; don’t you worry. I will not even tell Lexus that I knew it. Thank you,” he replied. Few seconds after, Drew stood up and after excusing himself from Trixie, left her alone at the dining area. His strides were of hurried acts as he went directly inside his bedroom. He needs to research Daffodil Marby. Looking for something about Daffodil Marby on g****e.com was not that hard. Her name seemed to be famous. Drew smiled as he looked at the c