Hank Heywood Novels & Stories

He throws his head back and laughs which irks me to no end. "What a feisty lass, you are," he murmurs. "I think Desmond would like her. Don't you think so, Ryan?" The other brute named Ryan shrugs a shoulder. "Maybe we should keep her for ourselves instead." Suddenly, Hercules Heath releases my dad who drops to the floor and turns his full attention on me. "You don't have the twenty-five grand, do you?"

"You know what Daisy, I will leave the offer open to you…think of the whole lot of things you can do with twenty billion dollars." Wade Roberto's voice was laced with concern. "I mean…your Dad can be the founder and CEO of the great Hunter's Empire, but imagine the feeling of knowing that you turned a billionaire without Daddy's help." With that said, Wade Roberto dismissed Daisy Hunter. As she left, Wade Roberto crossed his legs on the mahogany and smirked. "Daisy Hunter will come around, I'm certain of it." He whispers to himself. Moments later…. Daisy Hunter is packing her bags to retire home.

I tried to grab him from behind but it was useless. The punches kept coming nonstop. He punched Dawson in the ribs over and over. Dawson tried to swing back but Art dodged and kept landing hits. "Art stop!" I yelled stepping closer. I raked my fingers through my hair and my hands shook. His eyes were red and my eyes widened at the blood dripping from Dawson's nose. I let out a deafening scream and that seemed to get Art's attention. He finally paused, cracked his neck slowly to one side, pushed his tongue into his cheek with that cocky look, he watched as Dawson slid down the wall coughing and holding his face.

It was a success, and they decided to implement it in the company. Harry was one of the major shareholders of the company; he was in his forties, graying, tall, and had an impressive physique for his age. He was also kind and sometimes a bit presumptuous, asking me to do things he should do himself. But I liked him. I met Mary at the exit; it had been a stressful day, but I managed to finish almost all the work. I approached her, waiting for me outside the building. "Wow, you look exhausted," she said.

He’d dated my sister her freshman year of college His care-free smile widened when he met my eyes. “That was one hell of a fight.” He jutted his hand out to me. Slowly, I took his hand, aware of Neveah’s footsteps falling closer to us. “Man, you killed that guy!” I eyed Neveah who’d stopped two feet behind Henry. “Thanks.” Running his fingers through his blond hair, he eyed me. “You’ve gotten bigger. Prison done you some good, huh? I didn’t even realize you were out.”

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

He has been getting on my last nerve and I don't think I can condone him anymore but unfortunately for me he is going to be around more often than I desire. Hank Clifford is a lengend in my line of business. He started running his company before I was born and there had never been a moment of bankruptcy or loss. He got the company from his father-in-law but the strange thing is there is no Intel on his wife it's like she never existed. Also Hank never remarried after his wife left or died, I'm not sure of what happened to his wife but I'm still trying to figure that out.

"Hank Yates, I’ll outlive you by a mile. You’re a pathetic old man, going around picking fights with kids. Don’t you find that pathetic?" Hank clicked his tongue in annoyance when he saw how energetic Wayne looked. "Don’t twist things, Wayne. I didn’t touch a single one of your students. That was all thanks to my newest student." He clapped the shoulder of the muscular man standing next to him. "Hulk Wood here took down your entire crew by himself. And you? You’re clinging to life and still can’t find a proper heir. If I were you, I’d die with regrets." Wayne’s face turned red with fury. "You’re full of crap."

he asks. “Oh, I’m sorry. I'm just passing through. I'm a photographer, and I saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap a few pictures.” I explain. “Well, ain’t that something. Jeff, she is a photographer, she just saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap some pictures.” He says licking his chops at me like I am a t-bone steak. “Ugh, gross. Hannah, that guy is creepy.” I hear Lily chime in. “Yep” I respond as I continue to snap pictures. Jeff comes through the door and it's his turn to devour me with his creepy eyes.

Nick POV We all sit in my father’s office quiet and trying to process what just happened. My father made calls to the pack hospital and had people go from house to house to make sure no pack members passed and that everyone was accounted for in the pack. After of few hours we found out that all the pack members where here and that no one recently passed in the pack hospital. There were a few pack members that were away either on vacation or business trips but their family members where able to get in contact with them. The only person that is from the pack and we have no contact with is Mariah. The scream of anguish that Mariah’s mom let out when my father said it must have been Mariah’s pac