Stuart Woods Novels & Stories

What? When Henry Styles and Bob Miller heard him, they were utterly astounded. Jate Woods was the Young Master of the Woods family, a powerhouse of the wealth and power. For Jate Woods, killing someone from the Styles family and Miller family was as easy as slaughtering an animal. Furthermore, if Jate Woods had truly killed Mask Styles, he would have admitted it openly. The Styles family and the Miller family would not dare to oppose him at all.

She told everyone that Kira had to make up imaginary friends while she was in the woods just so she could cope with the loneliness. She had managed to convince every one with this story, except of course for Kira. She has been almost twelve years old when her mum had left her in-front of the church that night. The memory was so clear that it hurt, but mother had promised her that it was for the best, and even now in as much as it was different being here, she was sure now that her mother had been right all those years ago. And for that she missed her even more .

A voice called and Ilana turned right to see Steven Woods coming down the stairs. He was a councilman here in Missouri. A man of infinite power and wealth. The perfect candidate to handle the businesses of the state. He was the kind of man people looked up to. The one who had everything and then some more. A man with a handsome face and a picture perfect family. Meredith was his perfect trophy wife. And what else could anyone ever want? “Councilman Woods. A pleasure to see you, as always.” He approached her slowly, his suit pressed meticulously, his tie adjusted just so, the cuffs on his sleeves glinting in the light.

"Wait. I'll transfer the money to you now. There must be a misunderstanding. I am sure I've paid Madam McLean.." He shook his head with a laugh. "How can you place me with McLean's little boys? I am Nathaniel Woods, an independent male escort." "Don't waste my time. Give me your contact number for me to do an online funds transfer now." She looked cross. He couldn't help thinking how sexy she looked while angry, and took his sweet time to key in his number into the contacts of her cPhone. He even saved his number in her phone as "Sexy Nat At Your Service".

"You're pretty firm on those boundaries of yours. How about this? You kill someone for me, and we'll call it even." The lady knew that Wilbur's terms had not changed. He merely rephrased it. That seemed alright, though. Wilbur said slowly, "His name is Blake Woods. He used to be the chairman of Woods Corporate." The Lady then asked, "Aren't you worried I might just disappear after agreeing? You'd be making quite a loss then."

"Stella's point of view," "I've got another fish on my hook, Mr. Woods," I exclaimed with great excitement. "Wow, Mrs. Woods, congratulations." Seeing me, he grinned. It's hard to see why Ethan Woods would celebrate; surely he doesn't forget that we're in a fish-catching competition with each other. Why does he appear so composed when he dislikes losing at any cost? He must be quite upset inside, but I suppose he's trying to act nice in front of me.

Steve Lee had been around Country H for many years. He had heard everything from the fourth master of Wolsing to Mordu’s sixth prince. Harvey York should have a prestigious title for how powerful he was, yet there was not much information about him when Steve ran a background check. And within those shadows, he saw another man. ‘Tyson Woods?! ‘The new upstart in the streets of South Light, Tyson Woods?!’ Even though Star Chaebol did not have any interaction with South Light before, they had checked adequately for all the big characters within South Light before coming here.

Stuart, also known as Black Thunder, whenever they were within Black Dragon’s territory. Dustin continued staring at his cellphone, where his wife and child were set as the wallpaper. Fortunately, his phone wasn’t caught in the explosion since he had left it inside his car. He first finished drinking the liquor in his glass and placed it on the table. They were inside Black Mamba’s private office, where only he and his aide, Mr. Stuart, could enter. He turned to the older man, who was already used to seeing half of his face burned. That was also one of the reasons he didn’t want to show himself to Rihanna yet. He feared how she might react if she saw him like this.