Shawn Dudley Novels & Stories

"What's wrong, Sunny?" A pair of leather shoes entered my field of vision. They were very expensive ones, the kind that didn't belong on this old, rundown street. "How many more years do you plan on hiding, Sela Wheatley?" I looked up and locked eyes with Shawn. He looked different from the man I remembered. He'd lost a lot of weight, making his clothes hang loosely on his frame. Stubble covered his jaw, and his eyes were completely bloodshot. "Why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

With the seminar over, Shawn took me around, trying to get me to talk with the rich business people there. "I told you. You nailed the whole thing!" Shawn shook me a little, causing me to blush as I chuckled. Yeah, I guess he was right. Getting to one of the businessmen, Shawn paused, a friendly yet formal smile on his face. I hoped to heck that my smile was as sincere as his. I secretly wanted nothing more than to just sit at home right now. "Hello, Mr. Cornelius." Shawn greeted jovially, before turning his gaze to me. "I'm Serenity's husband, Shawn Donnelly. CEO of Gadget Inc."

boring. On his travels, Shawn goes where no one can find him– to an exclusive island resort featuring $265,000 fractional memberships in luxury vacation homes and meet a couple of wonderful, beautiful ladies to keep him company in days and warm at nights. Usually, when he's at home a.k.a one of the hotels or villas, he relaxes not before the plasma TV but in his $190,000 yoga room where he receives massage while gazing at a Japanese-inspired garden outside. Shawn is that kind of guy but nobody knows that. He was famous for being the youngest and favorite grandson of the late Master Fernandez, now Shawn is also known as the Billionaire Julian Fernandez's youngest cousin who can never date les

“Actually, it’s Victoria, but everybody’s always called me that since I were a babby.” “I’m Colin, and this is Maurice.” “Hello, ladies.” Maurice smiled inanely. I looked over to our fifth member, who was walking a few steps behind us with his hands behind his back and a tremendous interest in the sky. “What about you? Got a name?” “Dudley Fenderson III.” The voice that came out of his mouth was so posh, it sounded like the sort of voice you put on to mock posh people. He was tall, had a receding hairline even though he couldn’t be more than nineteen or twenty, and no chin to speak of, so he definitely could be a member of the aristocracy. Or he had chosen this new stage to reinvent himself.

Shawn said with a large grin on his face. He took the briefcase, opened it and slowly glided his fingers throw the things inside “Choose your toys guys..” he said as he turned the briefcase to them. “Let's play a game where you pick the weapon and I use it on you, if you don't pick on time I'll help out okay?” “Why don't you go first doctor,” Derrick doesn't reply to him , so he takes out a pocket knife and designs his initials on his body. He screamed out loud in pain.

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.

, he says, showing him the watch. His nose was still flaring and veins were popping out of his arms but seeing the demand of time they time please for now and like best friends and brother they walked down the lane swoon down the hearts in their way. Shawn was wearing a light brown suit with a black faint lining checks on it and white shirt underneath. He had his goggles on as well and they didn't look less than models with height around 6’4” of each. They slayed the walkway with their hands shoved in their pockets until their black beast racing car stood in front of the gates and opened the blazer buttons they got inside.

Shawn turned his head to look at Hudson as he came up to his side and said, “I have left the majordomo to inform you about what you have to do for me and when are you going to calm your beast down, John Coachman will soon be unable to walk.” “That would be just what I want and besides Silas enjoys our time together,” Hudson said happily. Shawn looked at him surprised and said, “I didn’t know that was his name.” Hudson nodded his head, “I didn’t either until I spoke to him during sex the one t…” But Shawn was no longer around to hear his wonderful story. Aldridge sat in his office doing work as the door opened and as he looked up, he saw Shawn walking in and smiled at him, “Oh how you just ma

"I almost got with her once, but that bastard Andrew kept screwing things up. Every time I had a shot, he ruined it. Then, Christina ended up with that loser Harvey from the Weller family. God knows if Harvey's already slept with her!" Quinton replied coldly, "As long as you stay loyal and keep licking my boots, I don't mind tossing you a few scraps once I'm full." Shawn was instantly thrilled. He bowed low, nearly trembling with gratitude. "Thank you, Mr. Wright! I owe you my life! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have dared come back to Jayrodale to settle the score!" The moment the words left his mouth, a boot slammed into his backside. With a loud thud, Shawn went flying a few yards bef

Laura asked. "Shit, um, yeah, this is Daisy-" "Dawn," Dawn interjected. "I said that, whatever," Greyson said dismissively. "Oh," Laura said. She discreetly made a face. "Lovely." "Are you two brothers?" Dawn wondered, pointing between Harry and Greyson. "Not technically," Greyson said. "Then why did she get called your sister in law?" Dawn wondered, pointing her fork at Brooklyn. "Oh Jesus, Mary and Joseph," Brooklyn whispered and covered her face with her hand.