Shawn Cooke Novels & Stories

Moonlight ~ Ali Gratie Shane was the devils incarnate, and it wasn’t the muscles, the fat cock, or the broad shoulders that did it for me. Although those things were very much appreciated. It was the luscious black locks, obsidian eyes, and lips wet from my kiss. Only moments before had I been trying not to cry out in pain as I sneaked between his thighs, but my body forgot that little tidbit as soon as it knew he wanted me again.

“What are you staring at me for? Your skills just aren’t there. Looks like you really were cheating. Once the cameras were installed, your scores plummeted. “Honestly, you’re worse than that girl sitting in the corner. At least she works hard and makes progress that’s clear to see.” Dragged into the conversation even when I was seated to the side, I froze for a second as Cohen shot me a look that carried unspoken meaning. The next moment, Shawn shoved him by the shoulder and walked out. Cohen laughed. “Everyone, come over and see our former golden boy admit he’s an idiot!” Shawn, however, never went to the field to keep his promise, and instead, went drinking.

Scary and hot at the same time. He immediately wanted to say he wasn’t interested in knowing if she knew how to use the gun; he wanted her now, but he knew better than to screw it all up. She was talking to him, after all. He needed to play nice if he wanted a nice wife. Shawn had been through a rough time over the last twelve months. After events in London, he’d had a bitter revelation, one that had shaken him to his core. He loved her so much that he wanted to burn the world when he thought she died.

If I didn't know any better, I would think she were talking to a roach under her heel. "From me", Shawn interjects, raising his right hand, "Guilty". I cross my arms even tighter, looking down. "And what's your name?", Tiana asks in her seductive voice. She bats her lashes so much that I'm afraid they'll fall off. "It's Shawn", he says with the most emotionless expression... classic Shawn. "Is your eye okay?", he asks. He seems genuine but I crack the hell up because I know it's her long ass lashes flapping so much, she might fly away. Tiana shoots me a sharp glare, clearly telling me to back the fuck off. I roll my eyes so hard at that, they could have fallen out.

The conversation ended, and before Shawn could respond, Dom hung up. The information hit Shawn like a tidal wave, and at this moment, his emotions reached their peak. He forcefully crushed the phone, and the cracked screen showed the aftermath of his rage. "Mr. Tate..." Luke sensed that something was wrong, shouting outside, "Get a doctor! Quickly!" As expected, the next moment, a strong smell of blood wafted in. When Luke turned around, Shawn's mouth was spewing blood. "Mr. Tate!" His massive body collapsed heavily onto the hospital bed, motionless. ***

MJ said with a distant smile. “And you just woke up and the tyres were flat?” Shannon asked with a frown on her face. They were nearing the gates and her heart was pounding hard and fast in her chest. MJ did not answer her question, but instead pointed out that they were here. As they approached the gate, two guards were standing there, and one of them whispered something in the other one’s ear as they watched them. “That one busy whispering is Augustine Coetzee; he is one of my brother’s friends, so he is definitely going to give us a hard time.” Shannon said nervously. “Augustine!” She said in a high-pitched voice, and MJ threw her a look.

Cole's words were cut off by Shawn's cold interruption, "Where. Is. She?" "You—!" Cole was about to retaliate, but his words died on his lips when he saw a familiar figure emerge from behind the intruder. As his gaze followed Lucas, who stood beside Shawn, recognition struck Cole. It was Assistant Lucas, the direct assistant of the famous Shawn Mandez. But what was he doing here in his home?

SIGURO KUNG mayroon mang pinaka-corny na usang CEO na kilala si Yesha, iyon ay si Shawn. Hanggang ngayon kasi, hindi pa rin nagsi-sink in sa isipan niya ang lahat ng pinagsasabi ni Shawn. Hindi niya alam kung ano ba amg nakain nito para magkaganito ngayon. Hindi niya alam kung bakit sa dinami-rami sa isang boss na hindi pa maintindihan ang ugali siya napunta. A CEO and a boss.

It was a car pursuit. Shawn was driving fast- their car was a blur. Shawn took a sharp left and then a right. His face was no longer jokey, he was no longer the Shawn that in spoke in meaningless riddles and joked with everything, he was no longer the dramatic Shawn, It was now the Shawn that had qualified and groomed himself as a mafia member, it was the dangerous Shawn who could kill with a smile on his face. Xavier watched the GPS Map on the car.

Obviously a name crafted for performance and seduction. Shawn Shadow dropped to his knees, grinding against the stage floor in ways that mimicked real intimacy. It was like a live version of Magic Mike, the film Jeff and Deewee once watched in his dorm room. This guy was clearly a professional. No wonder the room felt like it was about to combust. He turned back to TeeCay, and nearly choked on his drink. Her glass was already empty! “What happened to your drink?” he half-yelled over the music. “Gone,” she shouted back, her eyes still fixed on Shawn.