Shawn Dudley Novels & Stories

she looks at the head and shudders before heading out and when I look back at Daryl, he has his arms folded across his chest, making his biceps bulge “Well we know that the person getting inside information is dead” “But they will keep coming won’t they?” He doesn't disagree with me

Shawn let out a slight frown and didn't say anything, knowing it was useless to argue with his friend when he was in this mood. "Alright, Your Highness, what seems to be the matter that required my immediate presence?" Gerald asked, feigning exasperation. Shawn's expression finally turned serious as he folded the newspaper and kept it aside. He leaned back in his chair, and then crossed his arms, sighing dramatically. “I need a new round of full-blown investigation into all of Dyson’s activities. There must be a way to take him down,” he said with a cold look in his eyes.

A man in a cheap, faded suit stood there, gaunt and haggard, holding up his auction paddle with trembling hands. It was Shawn. What was he even doing here? I hadn't seen him in six months, but he looked as if every drop of life had been drained from him. He had aged at least a decade. Rumor had it that he had taken a job as a delivery driver, but within days, he had gotten into a fight with a customer and was detained.

His mood dropped drastically afterwards, and I need him fully focused on this. If he's too busy thinking about Tracy Scott and how to fix things with her, we will never get what's needed to nail that imbecile down. I ran my hands through my hair, staring at the monitor. On the bright side, we finally had actual names and pictures. Shawn's face was marked red. He's dead. Antonov is still active. I heaved a huge sigh. Oh lord please see us through. ****

I am going to have a very interesting academic year, and even though I may not be in the Cheerleading team, but I am interested in Damian Anderson. Call it lust, call it to crush or love at first sight. One thing is certain I know he is that fire that I will gladly burn-in.

‘Dudley Langstaff, eh?’ thought Zephyr. “Brother, let me give you a little advice, a newbie like you should stay away from martial arts competition, so why don’t you scoot back to your Beast Peak for more training!” said Dudley’s opponent while exuding a sharp aura. He was a youth of around 20 years old and also wore the initiate’s battle attire. His weapon of choice was a pair of willow-leaf sabers that he carried on his back.

using only one word responses will get on his nerves but I’m hoping he has enough brains to understand that it’s easier to not get detected. “ it doesn’t look like he’s going to change course at all you have been walking in the same direction for about 3 hours now.” I heard Ryan say “ hey char, maybe you can kick one of those rocks and hit him in the back of the head” Creed laughed “ Will you both shut up!? This isn’t time to play games” Alex growled I don’t have to see them to know that Ryan nodded and Creed stuck his tongue out at him.

"Sorry, but can't you use D's phone? And which cousin of mine are you talking about? Is it Fidelis? I know he was in the same school with D which is probably where you are too." "Yes it’s Fidelis and I can use Donovan's phone. I just... " Boma paused hesitantly. "The truth is, I wanted to use this as an excuse to get to know you." Sharon's brows came together in a frown heavy with skepticism. Then her facial muscles relaxed into acceptance and Boma could see why Fidelis had mentioned that Sharon was someone she needed to get close to. "Hmm. Okay. So, what time do you need to send the email?"

"I'm going to build the most luxurious private horse ranch in the entire continent here. I can't let them jinx the place." "Are you sure you want to resort to such extremes with me, Eva?" I asked her one last time. "Resort to such extremes?" Eva snorted. "You think too highly of yourself. Killing you is just as easy as squashing a fly." Shawn lifted his chin smugly. "Do you even know who I am? I'm the most famous celebrity in the entire country of Dartland. I'm the king of the entertainment industry. Beggars like you aren't even worthy of kissing the ground I walk on."

*Shaun’s POV* The tension in the room was almost unbearable. I brought Elise around the room introducing her to people of power she had probably never met, including the most important member of the counsel. Dudley Evans was the head of the Wolf Counsel and the most respected in all of our lands. He was tall and lanky with arms that seemed to stretch on and on. His eyes were all white. It was said that he had fought with the Winter Goddess herself and she had taken his sight, but amazingly, Dudley could see just fine. His hair was long and gray, strung back into a ponytail that didn’t seem to move as he floated around the room. When he approached us, he kissed Elise’s hand, leaving a wet shi