Shanks Son Novels & Stories

"Stephen. Meet my Son Blake. And Blake, meet my good friend Stephen and Sharon his lovely daughter" "Nice to meet you, Son". Stephen shook my hand. A man in his late fifties. Green eyes. Bald. six foot. Looking younger than his age. Wearing a black suit. "It's an honour to meet the most handsome man". Sharon unexpectedly pulled me in for a hug. But I did not return the hug.

His Lisa. So damn popular. A rabid dog at her heels, drowning in regret. A wolf in front of her, watching, waiting. First his son. Now her old classmate. It never fucking ended. Alexander Knight, thirty-two years old. First time in his life he’d felt this. Undermined from every angle. Rivals crawling out of every corner. Absurd. And it made him want to hurt someone. Roy Shen. Only son of the powerful Shen family in Hong Kong.

“You will marry my son.” For a moment the room was silent. Then I laughed. Not politely. Not nervously. Just genuine disbelief. Because the situation was so absurd it almost felt like a joke. My cousin Shane Watson. Henry’s beloved heir. The same Shane who had come out publicly three years ago. The same Shane who had dragged his boyfriend to half the family events just to irritate his father. The same Shane who once told me—very dramatically over champagne—that if anyone ever forced him to marry a woman he would fake his own death.

"What else?" "There's something else. Something you'll want to see." A pause. "She has a son." Sasha's entire body went rigid. "A son? How old?" "Around seven or eight years old, based on school records I was able to access. He attends Bradshaw Prestigious Academy. And there's no history of a father figure in his life. No man has ever been seen with them regularly. No father listed on any documents I could find. Just her, the kid, and Ruby Chen."

I walked from behind my desk to the leather sofa, offering him a seat with cold politeness. "You've finally hit the boards, Collins Parker!" Shaun sneered, looking around my office with mock pity. "What a tragedy. Not even six months since you reclaimed your father's legacy, and you're already going to be sold for scrap!" "I appreciate the concern, Uncle Shaun. However, just as you'll never sink your claws into my father's Super Brain code, I’m afraid your hopes of my downfall are just as delusional." Shaun’s grin vanished, replaced by a low, guttural snarl.

I frowned. Shannon sighed and adjusted Russ in her arms as her older kids all looked at her like she had the answers to everything. And in a way, she does. Shannon knows the answers to their questions, at least from a third-person perspective. She knows everything that happened, and she knows her kids. So maybe she knows how to approach the subject of my being trans. “Aunt Shikoba isn’t anyone’s twin. The ‘Uncle’ Shane the rest of the family talks about, the one they act as if he died nine years ago. That’s Shikoba.” Shannon just jumped right in.

Your dad is back and wants you to see him immediately you come" mesha the oldest nanny in their mansion said.. He nods his head and still takes his stares.. I wish I was an orphan. They are never at home all they think is money and money and when ever he is back he is to make decisions on things pertaining to my life and not feeling concerned! Shane dresses up in a more comfortable outfit and heads down stairs.. He met his father watching tv, probably his mom is not back yet just him, then he has a sister but she is in San Francisco handling his business over there.. Come over here son i have something important to tell you" "I knew it! Shane thought.. Hope it is something I can take or he i

Shane disliked business but he has learnt to treat it as a game of gamble and he always went all in. The meeting was about expansion, always about expansion. Even after rendering the affairs of the company to his son years ago, Mark Smith still required a full report from his son, his administrators were impressed but Shane's father demanded more. It was like feeding an endless pit, his father was never satisfied and Shane has come to disregard his approvals. After the meeting, he checked in with the club but Tom was being a harder nut to crack than expected. The company, Smith Empire, had numerous rivals as they dealt with every section of natural resources as well as information and techno

"Dylan Skinner, you're under investigation for intentional harm and illegal organ trafficking. You need to come with us." My mother's eyes widened in disbelief. "That's impossible! My son just had a kidney transplant. He was only discharged today. How could he hurt anyone, let alone traffic organs?" My father shook his head, looking at Dylan lying pale on the bed. "My son has been weak since he was a kid. He barely even socializes. How would he have the chance to do something like that? You've got the wrong person!" Janice's voice trembled as she spoke. "Then can you tell me where Curtis is right now?"

When I realized my soulmate Darius was still hung up on his former lover Cassia and her child, I started teaching our son to call him "Lord Darius." That night, Theo accidentally stepped into a thorn trap set by forest nymphs. He was poisoned by a minor curse that sent his magic spiraling out of control and plunged him into darkness. But Darius turned and left because Cassia called him on his messaging crystal late at night. I touched my son's forehead as his divine aura dimmed from the pain, and made him say, "Goodbye, Lord." On Theo's birthday, Darius skipped our celebration because Cassia tearfully complained that her child needed a father. I didn't say much. I just had little Theo e