Shawn Dudley Novels & Stories

Shaun) Mr.Shaun was one of the Jonathan Group countless second man in Jonathan Group and he is the closes ally that Jonathan Reyes have on his side. He naturally knows how to deal with Jonathan Reyes antics, but this is the first time he saw his boss acting o frantic like this. Though there were a few instances that he has the episode of getting angry such as this, but never once it went for hours and hours, Naturally he also never seen Jonathan Reyes getting hurt this bad. “...How is Kennard?!…where is he now?..”. (Jonathan Reyes)

“Are you kidding me? If I’m not wrong, you were one of the guys who assisted the tech team. Is it that you have remembrance issues or miss your old job as a techie?” “Shawn, please be respectful. Are you out of your senses, or is it the coffee that’s adding spice to your tongue? You and I both know if we hadn’t gotten to know each other, I’d probably be in Singapore this morning signing a deal with Revsy—the same company you wrote a dang partnership application for but got rejected. So don’t forget: underneath this smile is a famous, renowned, and rich billionaire you don’t wanna mess with.” I couldn’t blame Darlington for reacting that way. The way Shawn behaved with him was so unacceptable

As the tall and slender Shaun stood on the court after putting on the jersey, his handsome features immediately made the women in the audience excited. “No.3 is super handsome.” “You saw him too? He’s tall and handsome. I want a boyfriend like that.” “Hey, don’t you think he looks like the former wealthiest man, Shaun Hill?” “Why would Shaun Hill participate in this kind of organization-based competition? He looks twenty-one at the oldest.” “Shush. Ahh, holy cr*p… He dared to shoot the ball from so far away… It went in… Amazing.” “It’s enough that he’s handsome, but his ball-handling skills are first class too. Is he trying to make us drool?”

Sebastian put the photo away and said to Rowan and Arran, "I'll take this photo. From now on, the Sanguis Cult must never set foot in Dramon again!" "Yes, my lord!" the two of them answered and watched as Sebastian walked off into the distance. … Meanwhile, in the suburbs of Draepolis, in an estate that sprawled over a thousand hectares, Dudley was toying with a pair of steel balls. He was the current head of the Yeoman family. His eyes gleamed as he gazed out into the limitless, starry sky. "Dad, who were you talking to on the phone? I thought I heard you mention Alyssa's marriage?" a middle-aged man asked nervously. He had a square face and was dressed in a black suit, and he stared fixedl

In the darkest of times, I found the light of my life. After two long months, she's not a dream; she's real. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S| "I've found something," Shawn said, rising from my solitude, I turned to look at him. He held his laptop in hand, but his gaze was fixed on me. "Cillian Vader," he uttered a name I had never heard before. I had no idea how this person related to Zyra's case.

"Miss Jenner, I'll take you there. My cousin is very quiet. He may look tough, but don't worry." "Okay." Zoey thought that she wasn't even afraid of Laurence. She wouldn't be frightened of this man either. The villa had a large and expansive garden. It was very spacious and had lots of flourishing greens. It didn't seem to be occupied by anyone. Zoey followed her and suddenly stopped midway. She thought her eyes deceived her. Shawn stood there in a grey suit. He was over 6 feet tall, and his presence was intimidating enough. With his hands in his pockets, he smiled and spoke in a low, hoarse voice, “Hello, I’m Shawn Zuckman.”

"I’m Chen. Chen Dankworth. Dean, you really don’t remember me?" Shawn stood at the foot of the bed; his brow furrowed deeply. His expression was a complex mix of disappointment, confusion, and a hint of embarrassment. Unlike Damon and Chen, he didn’t step any closer; instead, he remained slightly farther away, his voice hoarse. "Dean, I’m Shawn. Shawn Hansley."

“Well I’m in a relationship, you’re in a relationship, and Lydia is cutting down…as she put it, also our ID’s will work and Danny will be there.” “Danny? Since when are we friends with Danny?” Jordan demanded pulling into the car park and parking in an available spot. “We’re not, but he’s best friends with Jackson, Jackson dated Lydia and Lydia and him got close…look he’ll be there! It’s somewhere close as well, stop complaining,” Shawn argued slapping his arm before getting out. Jordan was content and satisfied when they got a table and he got his second coffee of the day. Shawn was a hungry animal when he got his breakfast and dug in like he’d been starved. His fingers itched around his ce

She kept scrolling. “Lisa! Care to share?” “Sorry! Ok, so you were right. Dudley refused to sell his land to Edwards’s father. He managed to buy out every other person on that hill except Dudley. But that’s not all! Dudley used to work for him!” “What?!” “Yeah, it says here ‘Dudley K. Washington, formerly employed by TruFruit, was disgruntled by his termination and unwilling to sell his property to his former employer John McLean. He has lived on the property ever since, surrounded by land owned by Mr. McLean. The two have yet to reconcile.’”

Shawn began, his voice rumbling just a bit with the drawl of South Carolina. Hellen glanced up at him. Shawn was a good guy. Tall, blond, with classic features and warm, brown eyes. Handsome, no doubt appealing to most women. She wasn’t most. She didn’t want a pretty boy perfect. Her fingers lightly skimmed over Damon’s shoulder. “He’s out. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. Just…get the collar for me, will you?” After one last worried glance at Damon’s still, figure, Shawn headed toward the storage room.