Lincoln Shepard Novels & Stories

she whispered as she reached Lincoln, her voice trembling. Lincoln knelt and pulled her into his arms, clutching her tightly. His entire demeanor shifted—he wasn’t the menacing Mafia Don anymore. He was just a father, desperate to hold onto what mattered most. “Untie them,” Lincoln said, his voice low and broken as he glared at us over Madi’s shoulder. One of the goons moved quickly, cutting the ropes binding Derrick and me. I stood, shaking off the lingering ache in my wrists, my eyes still locked on Lincoln. Derrick rubbed his hands, muttering a curse under his breath.

I knew that I had to ensure that no matter what happens, she doesn't go late for school. When I checked the news, I was shocked when I checked the headlines, which read that Lincoln Xavier had been released from prison. I was stunned and motionless for a bit because I couldn't understand the news.

A low growl came out of her in warning, and she stood in front of the group, ready to face off whatever was coming at them. Lincoln stumbled in, holding on to his shoulder, as he dropped down to his knees in front of us. He had been shot twice; in the right side of his shoulder, and his right thigh. Celia rushed forward to help him, Tomaz following after. I had no energy in me, so all I could do was watch as the young boy nearly bled out.

They cant return to Nicole with excuses. “He’s not easy to trail Rose. That’s what bothers me a lot”, Lincoln replied. If he was an ordinary citizen like himself, perhaps he would have sent men after him already. “That means you know him. Who’s he?”Rose asked. Is there anyone who cannot be trailed easily besides the politician and the armed men? “Allen Lyon, the eldest master of the Lyon family”, Lincoln answered and Rose gripped his hand in fear. “President Lyon?”She blurted out:

he answered and the atmosphere was awkward because they all noticed the way he stared at her. “Sir, do you know my wife?” Coyle asked, he tried to make their lie realistic. Lincoln shook his head in denial “No, I am Lincoln…Gamma Lincoln,” he introduced before extending his hand to Coyle. He accepted the handshake, “And this is my wife, Elaine,” he added before smiling at Elaine, he didn’t want her to feel bad. “I am Coyle and this is my wife, Linda, we came here for treatment,” Coyle said and Lincoln nodded.

Conan Burst out,not because Lincoln was just Gay but because he actually brought people to show them evidence that he indeed was Gay but had the cheeks to tell reporters that Albert framed him up. "And you have the guts to frame your brother??" Conan asked and that earned him a freezing and bone chilling Look from Lincoln. "Your eyes are all dead!" Came the cold reply from Lincoln And Conan's face turn grim as he watched his over confident son. "What do you mean Lincoln??" Mr Campbell asked as he dropped the photos.

With his carefree demeanor, Chris just wanted to share the gossip he had just heard with Liam. He looked at Lincoln with confusion, "Is Lana a forbidden name now? Your Mr. Liam might be thinking about her a thousand times a day in his heart. Does he need your reminder?" Lincoln replied, "Understood, sir. I'll step out for now." He quickly left to avoid becoming collateral damage.

Caspian was furious that Lincoln's unauthorized move had led to the deaths of thousands of people. If Lincoln didn't do a good job of explaining himself, Caspian would definitely punish him! "I would never dare to disobey your orders, Mr. Lynch, but I can't just stand by and do nothing, either!" Lincoln replied emotionally, his eyes pooling with tears. "The TMAA wants to barge into Southlake City! "I've lived in this city for decades, and I know that those people will go around slaughtering everyone once they manage to get into the city!

He waited at an old building for half an hour before he finally saw an elderly in his sixties walking toward him. “Professor Lincoln.” Shaun walked over in long strides. “Young Master Hill, what brings you here today?” Professor Lincoln used to be the vice director of the mental hospital. He was in charge of Shaun’s illness when Shaun was young. After he retired, he came to the university and became an honorary professor. “Professor Lincoln, I would like to ask you something,” Shaun said in a low voice. “Okay, but don’t tell me your illness recurred again?” Professor Lincoln sized him up. “I heard you found a top psychologist from the US and cured your illness.”

The same man who’s infatuated with her. And this made things a bit more difficult because this no longer a concerned friend. Lincoln had taken the position of her caregiver, her companion and more importantly, her legal aid and advisor. Anything said in that room is good as an open confession and that puts me in a very dangerous and precarious place - meaning I must be cautious about how I decide to hand this.