Cody Zack Novels & Stories

I try to make myself sound reasonable. Cody sits down on the sofa and drinks the black tea after I hand it to him. “ He is my father’s cousin. His father is my dead grandfather’s nephew.” I nod. “ So you are not very close. That’s why I have not heard you talk about him or seen him in the palace very often.” Cody shakes his head. “ Although we are not very close in relation, he lives very near to the palace.” I purse my lips and listen carefully. “ But he doesn’t come to the palace very often. That is true. ” “ He looks really strong.” Cody doesn’t seem to talk more about this uncle, so I must lead him. “ Yes, he is strong. He used to be the Gamma, the strongest werewolf in the pack.” Hearin

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We were going to perform ‘Senorita by Shawn Medes and Camilla Cabello’ and I was sweating profusely as we drove through the Ark Town and headed towards New Bryxton Town for the competition. I lied to my brothers as I told them that I will be with Tessa for the entire day as well have to work on a school project, when in reality here I am with Zane, driving in his posh car which feels so cool to drive in. No wonder not only girls but also boys fall at his feet, this car is his impression of superiority. Wearing his Ray Bans and looking as confident and handsome as ever, he drove the car smoothly, with just using one palm. The other one was resting next to my thigh and I wished he’d put it on

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

He ran until his lungs felt like they were filled with broken glass, plunging into the dark alleyways of Havenfall. He reached the docks, the neon lights of the city reflecting in the oily puddles. A black sedan sat idling under a flickering streetlamp. The back door opened. "You took your time," a voice purred. Zack froze. A man stepped out, tall and draped in a coat that looked like it cost a thousand lives. Ethan Cole. The head of Cocolink. The man who had been haunting the edges of Zack’s nightmares for years. "Logan is dead," Zack panted, crouching like an animal ready to bolt.

Why did I sense he had a deep, dark secret involving me? My gaze swept over him as I processed his plea. There had to be something significant he wanted to discuss with me. But what was it? Why had he gone out of his way to assist me? Why had he been so kind to me? I needed answers before I vanished—I had a nagging feeling that Zack would pursue me relentlessly if I didn’t surrender now. “Promise me,” I said, raising my gaze to meet his. “Give me your word.” Zack nodded and replied, “I, Beta Zackary Jackson from the Royal Pack, give you my word.”

He was wearing nothing except a thin white cloth around his waist. “Is everyone here?” I meddled. I counted but there are only five of us while there are six on my list. “Is anyone of you here have the initials LC, ZC, XY, DM, SC, and SH on their names?” I asked looking at their confused faces. “I am Zack Conrad, so, I guess yes.” He gave me a nilihistic look. “Dorothy Meyer here. Could anyone in here explain what the hell is happening?” she said annoyed.

, Lydia smiled as the tall fellow turned to face her. " You?" his expression on a confusing level. "Yes me, nice to meet you," she stretched her hand forward, which he never accepted. " What are you doing here", he asked instead. "I am here to help actually. I think you need some help, don't you?" her gaze met with him as he grew a little bit cautious. " Can you go straight to the point young lady," he was beginning to grow impatient, as Lydia simply smiled. "Zack Grande, an eighteen-year-old guy who is hopelessly in love with Rachael Jenkins." Zack's face turned grim at her words.

“Hey baby doll, I’m Zack D—” “F*ck off!” Ciara’s sweet charm was not for trash like him!

I smiled at him, I could hear the warmth behind his words that’s why I nodded and said, “Sure!” Zackery smiled and again introduced himself, “I am Zackery Hox and while I am appointed as your guard, I would love to be friends too.” I smiled at him and did the same, “Hey! Zackery, I am Cynthia Michaels. While you might be my bodyguard, I would definitely like us to be friends.” Zackery shook his head and chuckled but then got serious and again repeated his earlier message, “Nice but like I said you need to change your outfit or he is going to come straight from the Soul city and tear both of us a new one.”