Shaun Hastings Romane & Geschichten

Shaun smiled and said, “Madam, you have not come to see this old slave for a long time. You look like you’re in a hurry. Could it be that you have encountered something?” For the past ten years, Shaun held the title of number one fighter in the northern martial arts community. He was also the guardian angel of the Summers Family. Outsiders thought that Shaun was an old servant who served Gladys, the Old Mistress of the Summers family, but the truth was nothing like that. Actually, Shaun was not a senior servant of Gladys’, but a warrior who had suffered defeat at Keane Summers’ hands.

I frown slightly as I get very confused. Slowly the man turn to me and I make out his face. He is wearing a pressed expensive Black suit. His ties was conservative and his shoes were polished. His hair was dark and styled very neatly. His lips plumped and kissable. His eyes were Hazel just like Jasper's... Oh no! I should stop thinking about him already. " I ... I know you " I stuttered stupidly to the man. " You are... Mr Lawn. The handsome CEO of Lawn Tower, right? "

"Shaun, is this some sort of a joke? Because if it is, it isn't funny." "Well, you're free to call me Hector!"

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

Shaun did not have the courage to pretend to be ignorant anymore, so he hastily revealed his origins. Zayn’s understanding of clubs grew deeper after hearing Shaun’s story. The so-called club members were akin to people from another world compared to ordinary people. However, their ideology was not considered too far-fetched for a fighter like Zayn. Zayn felt rather surprised to learn that Shaun was not from the big four. He came from a club known as the Gelion-Hasterism. Zayn had a peculiar expression when he heard the name of the club. Why did Order of the Solar Temple sound like a name from the fantasy stories?

She continued, now sure of the information she got from the Elder. "It seems you have quite the reputation in the Organization. I mean I am dammed to cross paths with you, Mr Shin, voted heir of half the Shin family fortune and CEO of Shin Pharmaceuticals. Had a lover but their relationship didn't last long because she was abducted, raped and coldly murdered by an unknown but dangerous gang. You joined the organization to avenge her but the bloodlust that followed later was too much so you joined the assassins' payroll. Your methods of gaining information from your victims are quite unorthodox but yet so fascinating, that you were immediately taken in from one of the smaller clans to the gre

I wave at her as I rush out of the kitchen before she asks me to spend time with her another day. I normally find the gym empty when I come down, but today Santino is around, and he is lifting some weights, as if he even needs to. His body is already in perfect shape, and the weights must weigh like paper to him. Besides that, he does look hot in black gym shorts and a black vest that shows off the large muscles on his arms. I wet my lips and averted my eyes instantly. I know he has noticed me staring, he notices everything; he just chooses what topic to speak about.

So he really regretted not throwing more punches. "Damn it! Son of a bitch!" Fred stomped on the broken glass until it shattered. He also contacted his latest messenger. Now he wouldn't hold back from hurting Diana because the game was no longer fun because Diana already knew. "She deliberately pretends like nothing happened. She's fooling me!" "Good evening Mr. Houston, is there anything I can do?" "I want you to find someone named Annabelle Genevieve. I want you to kidnap her child." "Yes Mr. Houston, I will carry out your orders."

I shout. Shane finally looks at me and I feel my heart caving in on itself. The wretched beast of a man glares at me, but all I see is the man who held my hand and gave me his hoodie. I need to see the man who actually stands in front of me., not the one I want to see. Shutting my eyes, I open them and nod my head. Shane towers over me, there isn’t a trace of remorse in his gaze. If he were a dragon, smoke would billow from his nostrils and his eyes would glow red. I can almost feel the heat radiating off of him from where I stand.