Shawn Cooke Novels & Stories

his songs too😌 Shawn👔: isn’t the guy like.. Unknown or something, I mean no one knows how he looks like…🤷🏻 Lena 🖤: Have you ever heard him sing? Like his voice is so sexy and sounds so.. Moan-worthy Shawn👔: But you haven’t even seen him before.. He might be ugly or something, who knows maybe that’s why he did not want his face to be seen before

"Well. I wasn't expecting quite this many people, but welcome. Can I get anyone anything? Water? Coffee? Food?" "Coffee would be amazing," Lynn said immediately. "And probably food for Shawn. He's been running on adrenaline and whatever protein bars we had in the vehicle." Shawn looked embarrassed by the attention, his hands shoved deep in his pockets as he tried to make himself smaller. I studied him for a moment—noting the torn clothes, the dirt and dried blood, the haunted look in his eyes that spoke of trauma too fresh to process. "Shawn," I said gently. "I'm glad you're safe. And I need you to know that none of this is your fault."

"What do you mean?" Shawn reached for his phone and pressed the unlock button, swiping through it deliberately. "Well, I recently took a little trip somewhere I thought you might find interesting. A little secluded museum, perhaps?” She caught her breath. The spoon in her hand quivered a little before she hastened to set it down, hopeful that her face did not reflect upon a thing. "I… don't know what you're talking about." “Don't you?" Shawn said; his voice was keen now. He tapped the screen and hit play.

One was in a police outfit and looked very much like a bodyguard with big muscles and an M4, while the other was a skinny looking man in glasses. “Good day Mr Henry Coal. I'm detective Shawn, and I'll be the one questioning you for the day. I'd advise you before we start not to try any funny movements, because as you can see, there's someone here to stop you. Now, let's begin” Shawn puked from his cavity as he took up a new sitting position. Shawn had a recording device on him which he turned on and placed it on top of the table which was at the center of the room.

kidnappers? Seeing the girl suddenly moving away, Cole hurriedly brought out his ID and showed it to them, "Woah, calm down. We're real cops. I was just amazed at your knowledge and cooperation amongst yourselves." He looked at the students, expecting a different and more calm reaction but their eyes were focused behind him. Shawn! Shawn stood there motionless, his hands tucked in his jacket pockets as his eyes moved around his socket, looking around the class. He was an introverted young man who would rather observe a lot than say a few words.

Luis sat down on the sofa with Derry and started narrating in detail everything that happened to Mr Shawn. "So, while with the military, Mr Shawn was involved in an accident and Mr Mingle was the one who helped him. But he didn't just help him; he wiped his memory. You remember Mr Shawn went on a trip and went off social media after," Luis narrated and Derry nodded following the story.

Besides, she also knew that the person who wanted Janus’s life was Shawn, who was a tycoon in Hong Kong. However, Kathleen did not expect that Charlie would bring Shawn here. Based on the current situation, it seemed as though Shawn had become friends with Charlie and had no sense of the danger that he was in at all. Just as she was still feeling surprised, Shawn had already taken the initiative to reach out his hand and say respectfully, “Hello, Miss Fox. I’m Shawn Long, and I’ve heard of your great name for a long time. I did not expect that I would be able to see you in person in Hong Kong today.”

I should find out if the queen possibly knows about these events. * Shawn stood before John Coachman and Hudson who were getting dressed and was unimpressed. “Have the two of you ever separated?” He asked. Hudson smirked and said, “We do not ask you about your love life master.” “What did you want to see us about?” John Coachman asked pushing Hudson out of his way who actually dared to go against Shawn. Shawn looked at him and said, “I actually need Hudson for this, I am afraid you would be recognised by many.”

I think shawn is somewhat like my friend ,even though we don't know each ,he gives me good vibes . "Hey, were you dreaming about me and you on our wedding day?" Shawn raises his eyeborws and smirks.. "Not even in your wildest dreams, Shawn" . I say mimicking his expression. "See, that's why I called you sass master. " he explained with a frown. "Whatever" I said and rolled my eyes. "'Whatever'" he mimics me and rolls his eyes and then starts laughing. At that moment, I saw that Shawn had crinkles near his eyes .He is kinda cute with his deep brown eyes .My phone rings and i answer it .

Shawn snorted, "Queenie, you sure are stupid. Such a flawless plan can actually fail. I really don't know what to say about you." Queenie’s face was pale, her body softly plastered against his, as she said grievingly, "A human being is better off being a God-given, who would have thought that Blake would come over here later? I'm already sad enough, so don't say anymore. If it won’t do this time, there's still a next time.” "Next time?" Shawn flung her off coldly, "Do you think Blake and Trevor are idiots? They are already on their guard, so it will be hard for us to touch them again.”