Stuart Woods Novels & Stories

My company was flailing, bleeding at the seams, and this meeting… it might be my last shot at saving it. Everything rode on one man. Stanley Woods. He was a giant in the business world, with a reputation built on fear, brilliance, and ruthless precision. If I could win him over, secure even a fraction of his influence, I might just pull us back from the edge. My assistant had set it all up, weeks of back and forth, confirmations, reminders. I’d rehearsed my pitch until I could deliver it in my sleep. I’d revised the slides, tweaked the figures, and polished the projections. Every word, every visual, tailored to him.

She stepped forward, her designer heels clicking purposefully on the hospital floor. "Rachel Woods," she announced, addressing Victor Thorne directly. "I don't believe we've been formally introduced." Victor's eyebrows rose slightly, recognition flashing in his eyes. "Woods. As in Woods Auto?" Rachel nodded, a slight smile playing on her lips. "The very same. My father built it, but I run the entire operation now." The atmosphere in the room shifted subtly. Victor's stance became less aggressive, more calculating. The Woods family business controlled significant resources in neutral territory, making them valuable allies—or dangerous enemies.

Just for a little while. Alexander stepped closer. He was watching me, probably noticing every flash of hesitation in my posture, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, his gaze shifted back to Liam. Liam looked at me like he wanted to say something more, something deep, but instead, his eyes flickered toward Alexander, as if finally registering his presence. He swallowed hard. “Who’s he?” I glanced at Alexander, who was watching our exchange. He hadn’t spoken but just stood there, letting me handle it. I turned back to Liam. “This is Mr. Woods,” I said simply. “He’s a friend.”

“I don't only look like it. I am really being pursued. Remember Damien?” “Who is Damien? Wait, don't tell me it's that crazy guy from highschool” “Exactly. Damien Martins. I came across him on my way home at the bus stop and he has been stalking me since then” “Late at night? But why do you leave your place of work at this hour?” “Remember our unknown boss,Ethan Woods? There's a rumor that he's in town and will be visiting tomorrow. All projects and assignments had to be completed.” Ethan Woods is a popular yet mysterious name in the industry. No one except his assistant, Mr Kael knows what exactly he looks like but his name alone sends shivers down the spine.

Kourtney quickly recognized him. That man was Sir Eliot Woods, Sebastian’s grandfather, the Almighty patriarch of the prominent Woods family. Despite being almost eighty years old, he looked strong and agile. It was as if the walking stick was a mere toy in his hands rather than a walking life-support. He was impeccably dressed in a regal attire that screamed royalty and wealth. Every detail has been meticulously crafted to radiate power. But what made Kourtney’s stomach twist was how his icy blue eyes, like that of Sebastian’s, scanned her from head to toe with a look of disdain.

,i listened to his husky voice as he stretched out his hands motioning to the sofa . I sat down without any delay," Sir, I'm here to discuss about the partnership deal with our company. I'm Selene Woods, the owner of JVL constructions and i heard you refused to deal with my subordinates",i said in one breathe, resisting the urge to pant heavily afterwards. "Yes, i know that. I'm Richard Will and it's not necessary to be so formal",he paused briefly. "This isn't the first time we would be meeting, though I have to say, your achievements since i last saw you amazes me".

From this height, he could see the entire skyline. Including one particular building in the distance. The headquarters of Woods Corporation. His voice was calm when he finally spoke. “The Woods family.” The assistant nodded. “What specifically?” “Astrid Woods.” The assistant blinked slightly. “Sir?” Ares turned toward him. “Full report.” “Yes, sir.” The assistant quickly made a note. But curiosity still lingered in his expression. Because Ares Antonovich rarely asked about individuals. Companies. Governments. Markets. Those things interested him.

The unmistakable hunch of the spine gave it away. Bruce inhaled sharply, his face turning pale. "Miss, t-this… this can't be Mr. Woods, can it?" Jackie's face twisted with disbelief. "No way! Impossible! Mr. Woods was a martial master—a peak senior grandmaster. He could've escaped even if a military squad surrounded him. There's no way he'd end up… like this."

I pick up my phone and hit the search button. Nathan Woods, CEO of CW Industries, took over in 2019 at the age of twenty-two, right after the passing of his father, former CEO, Christian Woods. He graduated from Harvard with a business degree in finance. He is engaged to the beautiful Alyse Davis, daughter to Wall Street businessman, Fredrick Davis. The wedding is set to take place on September 24, 2021. It is said the wedding will be the wedding of the century.

Wade laughed loudly and said to Nash, “I’ll kill you, Titus, Kenneth, your son, and everybody else. Then, I’ll be the Woods family master!” “Listen to me, members of the Lagorio family. Wade Woods has the highest fighting prowess in the Woods family right now. If you don’t want to die, and this applies to the Woods family members too, come forward. Nash will die soon, and it’s time the title is moved to someone else!” Lily shouted loudly.