Freckle Face Shawn Novels & Stories

he teased. Violet's face turned annoyed, her eyebrows furrowing. She picked up the phone to her face, and quickly Shawn turned his phone, showing his ceiling. "Why aren't you showing your face?" she asked, her voice firm. "You started it first," he said. "Is this some kind of a payback?" she asked, her eyes rolling in frustration. "Maybe, if you agree that you miss me, I will show you my face," he said. "Yeah right," she said. Her face turned skeptical Shawn giggled, his face turned amused. "When are you coming back?" She asked, her voice soft.

Frederick said, landing him another punch. Shawn did seem to be affected by the punches being thrown at him. “I'll come back for you later.” He said, smiling. I was wondering why he was smiling while he was being beaten up. He escaped Frederick's punch and ran away. Frederick stared at me disappointedly. I didn't know what I did that was so bad. Shawn only pecked me, and Frederick saw it. Could it be possible that he thought Shawna and I kissed? That was just absurd.

I felt a pull on my hair and I turned to see Shawn, an ugly smirk on his lips. “I won again. I always do.” Then his fist came down unto my face, the pain causing me to black out.

Olivia's mouth turned to O and put her palm on it 'cause Shawn is ready to punch someone' s face. The students who pass stares at us because of Olivia's reaction. Cole also shut his mouth after. I smiled knowing I have a weapon to use at the first time in history for Shawn. Despite of being so Asshole and Psychopath, Shawn is very good at keeping his secrets. I didn't know her family's background, his sister or even his exes. Or does he have? He's allergic to women. Not all, just women who seek for his attention but hearing he likes someone. It's a plus for teasing him.

My skin gets easily dry, so I need moisturizer on my face—but not too much. “So are you saying that your ex had a small koko?” She asks. I want to face palm myself so bad, but I didn’t want to ruin what Shani already applied on my face. So I just sigh. “Even though my ex was an Asshole, his koko was huge. Anytime we had sex, he always hit my deep spots. He was a good fuck I swear. But even though he was good at sex, he is a cream boy (a show off).” I explained. She is now applying foundation, using L’Oréal Infallible Fresh Wear. Since my skin is dark, she makes sure the shades are dark as well. She wants my skin to snatch weaves and wigs off.

Scatterbrain ~ Emei Shane’s hand shot out, connected with Gabe’s chest, and pushed him back. Leo caught him, and my brows furrowed as I wondered if he was part of Shane’s pack. I didn’t remember him ever telling us where he came from, and maybe that was bad on our part. My eyes dropped to my best friend. He looked disheveled, but his eyes were worried as they took me in. He wore a baby blue dress shirt, but the buttons didn’t line up because one side hung lower than the other. He wore shorts I knew were his because they were tight and showed every curve of his body.

I swatted Maya’s butt with an impish grin and ran into the house when she came after me. Freckles was the one who drove us today and will continue until Ethan returned. I called him freckles because he had some on his face but his hair was deep shade of brown. Now I couldn’t tell if he was actually a redhead or not. If he was a redhead, I needed to know his hair stylist because not a single strand gave that away. Even his brows were the same shade as his hair. He dropped of Maya at her workplace before taking the road that led to Phoenix building.

A few days later, I found Shawn at the entrance of Beatrice's school. Shawn looked the same as before, with his messy shoulder-length hair falling over his head. He wore a deliberately worn-out leather jacket and leaned against his motorcycle, smoking a cigarette, creating an intentionally carefree and rugged image. Seeing me, Shawn furrowed his brows and asked, "You are... Beatrice's sister, right? What do you want from me? "First of all, I know nothing about and did not interfere with your relationship with Beatrice, so don’t create trouble for me.”

With the little light coming in through the entrance, the lower part of his face was easier to see, and I realised why whenever I stared at that portion of his face it always looked odd. Rough, jagged, and raised scars marred his cheek down to his neck, with more of them peeking from under the neckline of his shirt. The wounds must have been incredibly painful at the time, and the fact that he now left them exposed as though they were a badge of honor, said a lot about him. I noticed that the triplets went very, very quiet—not by not uttering a word—but by the way they all froze up, with Shaun's face displaying the most shock . . . and rage.

Raid stiffened at that. Shawn continued, unfazed. “That was my pheromones acting up and dragging him under. I didn’t plan for you to walk in and see that, I apologise. I didn’t even know you would be out of the hospital by now” he said sarcastically.. I laughed, but there was no humor in it. It came out sharp and ugly. “So you’re telling me,” I said slowly, stepping closer, “that my right-hand man suddenly forgot who the fuck he worked for because you couldn’t control yourself?”