Will Turner Novels & Stories

“Didn’t you say that money belonged to Mr. Smith? How dare you spend it!” Whoever Mr. Smith or Mr. Johnson ‌was mattered not to me. The only thing I cared about was whether she actually had enough to keep betting. “What are you afraid of? I’m winning this round anyway! If I didn’t have confidence, would I dare put this on the table?” Taylor was brimming with certainty. So, my aunt and uncle could only convince themselves to trust her. After all, if you’re betting big, why stop halfway? Only a fool would refuse the chance to turn pennies into millions.

It is a year after I gave birth to our son, Austin. I thought I make a right turn but it turns out I made a wrong turn. ________________________________________________________________________________

My heart throbbing and so many others. I knew my lot well. After the closing period today, I'll be tormented again by the 'Scavengers', alongside, my closest of friends; Victor and Joe. Victor could take a few punches from the bullies but I feared for Joe, he didn't last 10 seconds at their hands the last time, I mean, how diabolical did they need to be? How did life become so unbearable for us, three? What did we do to deserve this?

That was what real men drank. Ding! Andrius’s phone rang. He opened it and saw a message from Noir. “Andy, Hansel Turner is in Sumeria. He heard that you’re here and wants to meet you. What do you think?” Hansel Turner was a famous financial tycoon in the country. He was a powerful figure in the financial world and had donated a lot of money to the Martyr Foundation. Andrius appreciated him for that. “Sure. Where are you now? I’ll go over.”

Quinn looked at him with her cold, beautiful eyes. She continued, “But you’re really good at stirring up trouble. I can’t believe you managed to offend someone from Emgrand Group. He has given the order to destroy the Turners.” Chase was not surprised that she knew about this. “What are you trying to say?” Quinn stretched lazily and said with amusement, “I happen to know the kingpin of South River City. If you agree to break off our engagement, I’ll consider talking to the kingpin about letting the Turners off. What do you think?”

Still no updates from Tristan or Jake. Mr. Turner, his personal assistant, moved silently through the suite like a shadow. He was on the phone, coordinating with the team back in America, and monitoring the communication lines between Adrian’s security personnel. Turner was a master of multitasking, seamlessly dealing with corporate matters while keeping tabs on everything else that Adrian didn’t have the bandwidth to handle. His ability to manage chaos with such calm was exactly what Adrian appreciated about him. But tonight, Adrian’s mind wasn’t just tangled in business deals. It was his last night in Italy before heading back to the U.S., yet even this simple plan was spiraling out of con

Actually, today's setup wouldn't have affected my revenge plan, but Travis carefully arranged everything because he knew that project bidding conference from three years ago was one of my worst nightmares. The only mishap was running into those three outside the door, which almost made me late. Ben asked again, "You've acquired Peterson Group. I suppose Turner Enterprises isn't in a much better position, is it?" Travis made a face, "I called you brainless, and you really are. Turner Enterprises belongs to my wife now—why would I harm it?" He pinched his thumb and index finger together to indicate a small amount, "I just bought shares from a few troublesome stockholders, that's all."

I said looking at him. “Ni – Nick, son, this isn’t what I wanted. We are about to move the Turner name from the building to Matthews. We are this close after ten years we finally can,” he said calmly, “It won’t happen if I suddenly sign over to you while we are this close, son.”

I said as I gave Timmy a cold glare. "Security! Get him out of here and teach him a lesson!" The owner raised his hand and ordered the security team. "Claude! If it weren't for Ms. Weaver taking a liking to you, you would have been sweeping the streets and picking up trash long ago! Do you really think you're so hot?! You're just trash that Jessica threw out! One day, Ms. Weaver will drive you away, too!" Timmy continued cursing at me as several burly men dragged him away forcefully.

"Rest now. The moon is generous; you are young and can carry again." "No. Not with him. Never again!" I laughed, a sharp, broken sound that bordered on a snarl. Even in my state, I wasn't blind. Luke Turner had done this. He had seen me in his wife’s house, seen the threat I posed to his comfort, and he had pruned the branch before it could grow. He played the part of the polished gentleman, but beneath the silk, he was a butcher. "He's a monster," I gasped, the cold reality of Luke’s cruelty finally sinking in. I was alone. I had no mother, no pup, and no protector.