Shaw's Brother Fast And Furious Novels & Stories

Shawn was angry through out the ride. He hit the steering countless of times and screamed Fuck. “What if I hadn't gotten there on time, what if I was just sixty seconds late." He questioned angrily. “I'm fine" I whispered. The car fell silent. “Why did you let me spare him?." He asked me. “Why else would I do it?." I asked him “he's your brother and I can't be married to a murderer." I said. “Who does he think he is." Shawn asked again. We approached a big gate, there was a security man in front, he walked to the window and when he saw Shawn, he went to open the gate.

Although the young man was a little handsome, compared with Lucas, he was common-looking. "It's Shaun." The onlookers all had an interesting look on their faces. They all knew that Shaun was Annabell's younger brother and a Rank 2 Ultimate Earth Ranked Realm Gene Fighters. "Now it's time to watch a good show." Shaun walked up to Lucas and glared at Lucas angrily. Shaun said to Lucas firmly, "I don't want to talk to you anymore. Apologize to my sister!" ... There was no change on Lucas' face. He looked calmly at Shaun in front of him.

“Did she do this to you?” I found myself totally unable to answer his question, obviously fearing his reaction so instead I quickly turned around, staring through the window, my silence being enough for him to figure out the answer on his own as I suddenly heard him roar, “Fuuuck!” Followed by the sickening sound of something being torn apart, making the car swerve uncontrollably on the road for a few moments, causing me to stumble right in his lap, hearing my brother angrily shouting, “Are you trying to fucking kill us?”

I crouch, hands raking through Ferrari's body, shuffling through his hair, boots, inside his jacket. My fingers graze something thin and firm, always there. A picture of him and Amanda years back, when he still had a spine. I leave it there and squeeze his shoulder blades. My movements are slow yet hard. Ferrari winces, but doesn't tell me to stop. My brother is all bone and stone because of—Fuck! “You have five minutes to free her.” Ferrari bumps his head to mine. I inhale his breath, the steamy scent of black coffee. And something else. RAGE. “Else, I'll open fire. And… And… you'll die, Brother.”

Eighteen years ago….. Kaleb Luthor hurried on. He was on an errand for his father, walking down the gravel path that cut from his house when his eyes caught something. He stopped and stared for a moment. It was his sister's friend, Sasha. Sasha Sullivan. She was hanging upside down from an old tree, her skinned knees hooked over a low thick branch. She was swinging back and forth, so her long braids dangled like ropes. The whole time she hummed while she blew the biggest pink bubble he had ever seen. He didn't know you could hum and blow bubble gum at the same time. As he walked past her, there was a loud pop.

There are at least fifty people crammed into our apartment. Probably more. Will wraps his arm around my waist, guiding me toward the kitchen. My brother is standing in front of the keg, helping hold a guy upside down. They’re all shouting Chug! Chug! Chug! When Adam drops him, he stumbles against the cabinet and laughs hysterically. It's straight out of some lame college movie.

Sloane called that night. "Heard about the letter," she said. "Are you okay?" "Define okay." "I'm coming over." "Don't. It's not safe." "Don't care. I'll be there in twenty." She hung up before I could argue. Sloane arrived with takeout and a bottle of wine. "You look like crap," she said. "Thanks." She sat down and poured us both glasses. "So," she said. "My brother showed up in a panic and left with his security team. Any idea what that's about?"

" Eat up and then I'll figure out what to do for you." " I rather eat shit that way whatever you give me." " And how are you sure it isn't shit?" The slightest amusement flashes in his voice. " Anyways, eat it if you want, I don't care." Silence till he speaks again. " How long have you known my brother?" He asks, his voice eerily firm. Suddenly I forget how to speak. Fear has destroyed every inch of my being and all I'm able to think of is how to kill this monster in front of me before he can kill me.

How else would he be the owner of the car? As I put on my seatbelt, I fought the urge to ask Julian a question. “Are you like the secret third brother or something?” I finally let out. He raised a questioning brow at me and when he saw that I was serious, he laughed a little, the edges of his eyes squinted at the corners. “I’m not the secret third brother” he said, struggling to hold in his laugh “But I’m also a Salvatore. The Alpha’s late brother was my father”

My mouth goes dry as my eyes continue to roam over her delicious body, and I forgot for a second that I was standing next to her brother. I don't have any words. I can't even form them to respond to my best friend. “I'm going to kill her,” he snarled, slammed his beer cup onto the table and started shoving people out of his way and made his course towards his sister. I followed quickly behind him, thrusting a boy out of my way when he tried to take a swing at my best friend. When we finally made our way to them, Jason grabbed Olivia's arm and pulled her towards him.