Novel & Cerita Shawn Total Drama

They're the two guys who helped Allen on the park when he got beaten up. Shawn is a famous bar tender and Kimmon Grey Fallom was his Father's own assistant in their own comapany. Shawn was rich, he just enjoyed mixing wines and he hate stressing himself out too much. "Why the fuck are you smiling like a maniac, Allien?" Shawn hissed and Kim laughed at the nickname. "Stop calling me that you shrimp." Allen gave Shawn a deadly glare but Shawn only mocked him. "Knock it out you childish motherfuckers." Kim said and both of them stopped.

She looked scared now and she quickly scurried off. Calvin moved closer to me and held my hand. “Pay no mind to that.” I shook my head.”Her words had stopped affecting me long ago.” He smiled.”You look so beautiful right now.” “Thank you.We just got to watch a show for free.” He laughed. “What happened to Shawn’s mother?” “She died…about six months ago…it was sudden…she wasn’t even sick for that long.I think Shawn is just acting like a coward…he can easily put that woman in her place.”

Ana pouted making Nora chuckle softly. "Because that's the truth. You are telling me as if you don't keep thinking about Troy all the time." This time Nora teased Ana, making her blush. Troy was Ana's husband and a surgeon in profession . They had married two years ago and was madly in love. Ana grinned at her. _____________________ ____________

“Daddy?” Shawn’s grip loosened suddenly, and his face turned deathly pale. “Tiana, how dare you marry other guy with my child!” He stared at me, his gaze dark and menacing, as if trying to pin me in place. I rubbed my reddened wrist and looked at him calmly. “That’s right, I’m married. Tessa is his child. Shawn, you really think too highly of yourself.” “You think I’d believe you’re married just because you just found some random man to pretend to be your husband?” As if trying to convince himself, Shawn’s expression grew more certain.

“If you get in Sarah’s way again…” Shawn was a beautiful man, and his smile was breathtaking. However, the words that left his mouth were cruel and vicious as he pointed at the men behind him. He continued to smile as he casually let Zoey know, “I’ll let them take turns having their way with you.” Tears kept streaming from Zoey’s eyes, but she didn’t make a sound. She watched as Shawn left with his groupies and curled up on the ground, unable to stop her trembling. She knew that Shawn would follow through with his words, for he was crueler than the devil himself.

And he started treating women like dirt… every single one of them. When he allowed Danielle to get closer to him, Shawn did it because he knew exactly what to expect from her. She needed his name and money to become well-known in the high-society, but she never pretended more than this. Before that night, they shared a few… steamy moments, but Danielle never went further than a few kisses and some touching. NEVER. And for Shawn, all this worked perfectly.

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.

Mr Shawn asked multiple questions in one breath before the doctor could take his seat, "What exactly happened?" asked the doctor. "What do you mean?" questioned Mr Shawn with a frown. "I mean what happened before she started bleeding?" the doctor rephrased his question. Mr Shawn bowed his head and exhaled heavily and told the doctor everything that had happened earlier. "Well, your wife has delivered a beautiful baby girl but I am sorry to say she didn't make it. She suffered trauma due to the news she heard. I am sorry," the doctor informed him.

Shawn tries to pull apart my zip ties, but it’s no use in his weakened state with his broken thumb. He grabs both sides of my face, pressing his forehead to mine, “I’ll be right back, sweetheart. Hold on for me,” I weakly nod. “I’ll be right back.” He assures me a second time after seeing the panic in my gaze. My eyes watch him move around the large space, but everything seems like it’s glitching. He’s moving from place to place, but I never see him walk there. “Thank fuck those two are idiots,” Shawn rushes over, sliding on his knees with a pair of small, rusty pruning shears.