Black Ish Zoey Novels & Stories

Peyton Williams My best friends are expecting a pup, Zeke and I went on a hike, training's been going good. I feel on top of the world. That's the best way to explain it. It's been a couple days since I found out about the pup. We have school off tomorrow for thanksgiving break, and training is light for a couple of days due to the holiday. Zeke is going to be meeting my family tomorrow before the big pack dinner. We just finished training, and I'm making my way to my room to shower. I take a quick shower, and change into sweats. Then I'm on the hunt to find Zeke because he's not in his room, or anywhere in here.

She looked up at Cade who nodded. “I gotta go. I got a score to settle,” she hissed. I knew that something had happened at Crimson Shadow between Zoey and Adelaide, but I wasn’t sure exactly what. From the look of fury in Zoey’s eyes, Adelaide was going to suffer a lot of pain. Zoey stood up and started walking towards the woods. Cade said something to one of the warriors and then followed her.

That was when everything went dark. Joshua POV I was so proud of Izzy when she won the challenge. She won against a freaking Lycan! Even low ranking Lycan’s have the strength of three wolves combined. They are huge too. Rita was twice as tall as Izzy and Izzy had no problem with her. I did see her take a solid hit to her ribs and that worried me a little. When she continued fighting, I thought she was okay. I even kept thinking she was okay during the ceremony. It shocked me when she asked me to get the doctor and she dropped. Luckily, I caught her. I carried her to the pack hospital and told them she collapsed after telling me she was having a hard time breathing. The doctor listened to her

"What about you? You said you aren't human." "She is a Banshee," I announced. "She can foretell future events and apart from that, she screams really loud, that's her weapon." "This is weird," Travis whispered before digging into his meal again. "Sweetheart, aren't you feeling sleepy?" Emily asked Zoey who was staring at us like we were speaking in riddles. "No, I'm fine," She answered. "Are you sure," Emily asked again.

"But I won't hurt them. I am still me." Suddenly, Zoey's stomach twisted in a painful knot, and she let out a groan. Dimly, she registered the sound of footfalls approaching behind her, and then a shadow fell on the floor. She slowly turned around to see Ozone crouched in a kneeling position with his palms flat on the ground. Her gut clenched again, a solid wave of rage pulsing through her body. A sudden ache in her mouth caused her fangs to vibrate in her gums.

"you will change your ways or I'm leaving and I'm taking Zoey with me. " I could barely register the punch he threw at my face before I smacked into the wall. "Your overstepping you authority, this is my fucking pack and I'll do as I please! As far as Zoey is concerned, she's lucky I haven't killed her already. The girl was found on our territory the night of the war and I know she was a part of it, therefore she will remain a slave for the rest of her days!". I looked at him shocked. I never knew where she was from just that she was a slave for trespassing. Shes only seventeen now so six years ago during war time she would have only been eleven.

mom said. I took a deep breath, opened the door, and got down. "Tiffy!" I heard a familiar squealing coming from nearby. "Ciara?" I called. "And here comes the dorky stuff," Cole said. I gave Zoey a warm hug. She still had adorable body features, her medium black curly hair, her light skin, and a body to literally die for. "I've missed you so much!" I exclaimed. "You're finally here, now I don't have to worry too much about myself," she said.

I would like to create my own story sheet by helping Goddess Zoey's dream become the diva of heaven! I then admired Zoey's square face, topped by a firm chin with a strong jawline polish. It showed strength as well as confidence. Zoey's dense black hair, stretching long straight, fell to her back like the crown of a Javanese court princess. Zoey's two thick curves of eyebrows appeared to overshadow her two oval eyeballs. The eye color was hazel which people have often mistaken for brown or green. Every time Zoey looked at me, I always felt like she was a Balinese dancer who has a kind of resignation and sincerity.

We had each other and that is what it meant when two people decided they would fight together. Zoey is the main character, she’s just a pup, and she begins to glow with her eyes turning a deep blue. She was panting slightly and sat up, lifting her hands to call into being the magic that ran through her body. I could sense the primal energy rising within her to combat the evil, I could hear probing at us for weakness.

Her knees gave out, and she hit the ground hard. "Elliott," her wolf whispered again, her voice full of longing and anger. "Our mate." Suddenly, Zoey heard someone approach her. Elliott was there, extending his hand to help her up. "Are you okay, Zoey?" He asked, his voice filled with concern. But Zoey couldn't respond. Elliott's touch ignited a fire in her, making her body burn with desire. She fell into his arms. "No," she tried to say, but her voice was a mere whisper.