Shawn From Long Way Down Novels & Stories

"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."

Shawn was not looking at me. He was calling the heroine.

Klein also knew he had no other way out. He looked a lot older in an instant. He asked unwillingly, “Shawn, is that really him?” Shawn paused briefly before nodding. “He did that eight years ago. You’ve made the biggest mistake and now you have to bear the consequences.” After that, Shawn turned and left in a seemingly heartless fashion. Klein stood there alone, laughing aloud at himself. Then, he directly jumped out of the window!

"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?"

Relax, you're the one they want, not me," Shawn replied. He walked closer to the road until he was able to get a good view. From where he stood, he saw some of the underlings who had followed him and Queen. They were about eight, and he saw the two men they had caught with their hands tied behind. Since it was the outskirts of the city, the roads were deserted, and there were only a few cars passing. He recognized some of the underlings since he had earlier seen them at Anthony Baltimore's house in Panama. So, he walked back to Queen and said, "It's safe, we can go." They crossed the road and went to the other side. Queen stared at the two underlings and asked, "Why? Why did you take the ris

Shawn spoke slightly croaky, wanting to get it out all at once while struggling to breathe under the lingering Peakash. However, looking around, he realized everyone was still out, including his mate, Aubrianne, and Jada, nowhere in sight. But he could tell they were all safely back at the manor. Shawn leaped off the bed, staggering under the effects of the Peakash. He made it over to Kirrah on the next bed and caressed her face tenderly, "Kirrah? Baby, honey, wake up." He cooed and peppered hurried kisses on her forehead.

Tobias answered. Shawn was silent for a minute as his mind began to join some dots. He smiled and said, "Now look at that; what a coincidence." "Do you know her?" Tobias asked. Shawn got into his car, put on the ignition, and replied, "Let's just say our paths crossed a long time ago."

They sat down and waited for Shawn. When Georgie saw a pot of hot tea on the coffee table, she slowly poured Xyla and herself a cup of tea each… Very soon, the door opened. Shawn walked in. He was a middle-aged man. Apart from being bald, he also had a beer-belly. Xyla felt disgusted by the sight of his face. Shawn seemed very arrogant when he looked at Xyla and Georgie. “One of you is the CEO, and the other is the president, right?” he asked.

M&M’s for Breakfast ~ Naika End Game ~ Cat Burns Shane’s words were on repeat as he drove into me. We were slick with sweat, his smoky scent on me like a second layer of skin as I held on, needy for everything he had to give me. He cursed as I clenched around him. Pleasure danced through me as I twitched around his still-throbbing cock.