Shanks Son Novels & Stories

Sheldon was so terrified that he turned pale as he blurted out, “I’m the eldest son of the Schulz family, and I’m also the future heir of the Schulz family! If you dare to do anything to me, the Schulz family will never let you off!” Charlie curled his lips as he said, “Since I dare to do this, I’m naturally not afraid of the Schulz family’s retaliation. Besides, let me tell you, this matter is far from over even after I’ve dealt with you. Your father, Cadfan Schulz, is also on my list. If I find out that there is anyone else in the Schulz family who is related to my parents’ death, or if there is anyone else in the Schulz family who is still not convinced, I’ll also deal with them, one afte

She gushed and threw the ball which I caught in midair. "That's absurd. Rich kids are always spoilt and they always want to show the fuck off. They always act like they own the world" "Exactly. But Shane is different. He doesn't show off and he's very humble and good. He's got a lot of good attributes too, one not likely for a Billionaire's son"

The date was moving smoothly, we talked about our likes and dislikes, hobbies, school life, businesses, music, art and well I can say he isn’t that bad. He has good taste in music and knows quite a lot about the business world. “I haven’t been totally honest with you about something and I would feel terrible if you found out by yourself…” He paused, searching my eyes while I gave him a smiles as an assurance to continue. So he did. “I am the Son to Mr. Daniel Angoteh, Yes, the Angoteh everyone knows about. Owner of Angoteh Group of Companies” Shawn said as he sighs and leans on the chair

"He's 24. Trade school graduate. He makes 450 bucks a month and spends his days in internet cafes. My mom said they had to make his wedding look impressive so that the bride's family wouldn't look down on him." "Well–" "Edith, I'm not jealous of him. I just want to know if I'm really their son. I fight my way through life just to build a home, and they tell me to rely on myself. But Logan? They throw money at him." "Evan, don't think that way. Your parents only did it for your uncle–"

Every single person frowned to express their displeasure. Shane said in a deep voice, “Uncle, have you developed dementia? Zayn was born bad, and he has had a penchant for rebelling since he was young, just like his deceased mother. If we were to take him back for real, every one of us will be played by him when he grows more powerful.”

He couldn't leave the path that he had already taken. Dad's assistant told me that he and Shashank came to Albania from India together. As far he could remember Shashank was alone. He didn't have any children. Dad and Shashank worked together to rule the underworld of Albania in very little time. I used to assist dad from the early age of ten. He asked me not to reveal anything to mom. She always wanted to be a better man, and I tried as much as I could. I didn't know if I could become one. However, apart from the black business I always tried to be the same version of myself that mom wanted.

"I'll add the number to the blacklist for you, Dad." "Silly boy, not everything in the world is black and white. Some things…" Shane looked at the traffic ahead and spoke slowly. "Can't be easily explained." Shane's parents and siblings were all living abroad. He had planned to send his son abroad as well, thinking that it wouldn't affect him even if something happened to Shane back home. Little did he know that Ben had grown up naive, only seeing the facade Shane had put on and believing him to be an honest and good person.

“Prime Minister’s son linked to Elders’—” “Stop,” Shanon snapped, slamming his palm against the desk. “I know what it says.” Gary lowered the paper slowly. “Then you know it’s bad.” Shanon’s jaw clenched. His reputation was bleeding out by the hour, and the man he blamed for it had a name sharp on his tongue: Cillian St. James. As if on cue, the door opened without a knock. Cillian walked in, calm as a shadow, and set his hands on Shanon’s desk.

I frowned, feeling guilty for not thinking of my other friend earlier. "Her Momma's been kinda suffocating lately." Shannon shrugged, "Almost dyin' and all." "I understand." I chuckled, "It seems I'm a magnet for that lately." "Well, you got some people on your team." Shannon nodded thoughtfully. "Got two future Kings, your Dad, your Uncle, a very large bodyguard, and a very beautiful would-be Psychic on your side." "Let me guess, Sheila's the Psychic?" I asked innocently, letting a laugh leave my lips as she shoved me away. I rolled over on the bed and chuckled as Shannon's lips broke out into a smile.

I'll definitely show him who is the father and who is the son. "You will study abroad and that's final!" I yelled again. I can't afford letting my son miss his chances of being something great in future because of his so called friend. A knock came to the door and I went to get it. Speak of the devil. Dave is right here standing in front of me. At my own door step. "Good morning sir." He greeted. "Yes? What can I do for you?" I asked, ignoring his greeting. "I came to see Hilton sir." He replied.