Shawn Westover Real Name Novels & Stories

It took her a long time to finally whisper, "...Shawn." He was back. A lot happened tonight. Shelby found out she was pregnant by surprise, Harper caught a couple cheating, Zara discovered she was not her parents' real daughter, and Shawn showed up out of the blue. Then, there was Yosef, who met with Ophite at West Palace to talk about a secret from the past. "You were always heading to Westwood. I went to Azure Cloud Group to find you, and Ms. Zelly told me you were 'inspecting' Westwood... What inspection?

“The lawyer I found for you is absolutely amazing! Add him right now!” “I already added him,” I said. I turned on the speaker and sent the friend request. “Do you know who it is?” Genny asked loudly. “It’s Shane West!” Her voice was full of excitement. “Let me tell you, Shane West is incredible!” she continued. “He’s a key partner at a top law firm! He’s only thirty years old and already a senior partner and he specializes in criminal cases.” Genny lowered her voice dramatically. “Let me put it this way… Shane West has never lost a case. If that bastard Julian falls into Shane West’s hands, he won’t even know how he died!”

I couldn't stop. I fucked him until his legs shook. Until his voice gave out. Until I felt my own release building low and hot. I pulled out just in time and came all over his ass. White stripes against his flushed skin. Then I spanked him one last time and stepped back. He collapsed onto the couch, breathing hard, trembling against the armrest. I reached for my pants, but the news anchor stopped me cold. “Breaking news. Weston Group CEO Xavier Weston and his new wife, Aria Weston, have announced their upcoming honeymoon in Milan, Italy. The couple…”

Yvonne supported Shawn's weight as she led him out, but they had only just turned when he suddenly looked up and held a dagger to her throat. Startled, she exclaimed, "Shawn?" Wilson chuckled. "Yvonne, don't you recognize your own son? Shawn's still fighting for his life in Westeros." Only then did the realization sink in. Yvonne snarled, "You tricked me!" Wilson countered, "I didn't expect you to fall for it so easily. I thought you'd at least recognize your son." Yvonne's blood boiled. She was desperate to rescue Shawn from Wilson's clutches. When she saw the impostor, she chalked up the discrepancies in his appearance as a result of the torture Shawn had supposedly suffered in Westeros. S

Her gaze shifted to the unfamiliar figure beside Clark. "Good morning, Arren. Allow me to introduce Shane, the son of the late Lady's aide." Arren observed the young man introduced by Clark. Shane West, that was his name. He appeared handsome with neatly combed brown hair, sharp blue eyes, and a friendly smile adorning his face. His physique was well-maintained, portraying someone who took care of his physical condition perfectly. Arren could also sense that Shane seemed intelligent and competent, much like his father, who had once served her grandmother.

On college decision day, everyone at Westcreek High was talking about valedictorian Shawn Jamison. The hopeless romantic had turned down Velmont University for a less prestigious college that offered a huge scholarship! The school administrators were so furious that they immediately tore down the poster celebrating Shawn as the school's top student. Shawn didn't care. He was busy working part-time at a local club, hauling cases of beer. Once he finished his shift that night, his wages and scholarship money would be enough to cover college tuition for him and his girlfriend, Jenna Sharp. A moment later, several familiar voices came from behind him. They sounded like Jenna's closest friend

He wouldn’t let himself crumble in front of Zane. So Asher jerked away and snapped in a rough voice. “I don’t need you to kiss my ass, brother.” Zane gave him an incredulous look. “And why the hell would I do that? You have nothing to offer me.” The words stabbed the flaming arrows deeper into Asher's heart and he faltered. Zane was wrong....right? He had something to offer. He wasn't a useless piece of shit like everyone says. Moisture burning his eyes, Asher shot to his feet and began yelling past the tears clogging his voice. “I’m the first grandson of Robert West! And regardless of this stupid Omega state—I am still the heir to WestCare!”

He stands to his feet and lets his gaze travel from one end of the table to the other. “I am Alpha Shane of the Dark Moon pack. I went back to where I was brought into the world and took back what was mine. I am the only legitimate heir and it is my birthright to be Alpha of my father’s pack. I’ve broken no laws, I challenged him, and won,” he said.

Maybe this was all in his head, Shawn must still be visiting his family and all of this that he was experiencing was a lie and in his head -- an illusion that was too real to pretend that it was unreal. * Shawn sat across from Joshua on his expensive couches who was observing him intently and also trying to guess why he was here. Never would he expect to meet Shawn face to face and especially not since Shawn knew that he was Aldridge’s ex-lover. “So what brings you here, sir…” Joshua trailed, he did not know Shawn’s name, in fact, no one knew it. Shawn smirked, “Forgive me for my rudeness, I barged in here without giving you my name. I am Shawn Seghatchian.”

I am the twin sister of Timothy Shaw, the daughter of Aaron and Helena Shaw of Dark Moon Pack! As much as I want to listen to him and understand that we haven't known each other long enough to be on first name basis, I wasn't about to let it slide. I let my brother boss me around, and I'm not about to allow more rules on me, or let him be right. "No," I stated coldly, crossing my arms over my chest in attempt to stand my ground.