Divergent Zeke Mga Nobela at Kwento

I voiced before I could stop myself and immediately I wanted to slap myself for saying that because everyone stared at us with wide eyes and I heard multiple gasps as well. Fuck! Did I just bade the beast? Zane’s eyes turned to an impossibly dark color as he grabbed my neck forcefully and put extreme pressure to choke it. I realized nobody except for me knew about his ex-girlfriend and now I have invited the devil to kill me openly and he surely is going to.

"What?" "I am standing before Isaiah Alcatraz., the young CEO of X-ZIG." she squealed, trying so hard to contain her joy. Zoey couldn't believe her ears. If he is Isaiah then he is the one being talked about by millions of people. The youngest billionaire and CEO of X-ZIG. Why would he of all people be standing in front of her door? "Brother, I got the documents." Eddie said, standing beside him. Isaiah pocketed his hand and faced him. "Let's go. I am impressed with the house. We will start the renovation immediately."

I am well aware most bosses would not put up with their employees directly calling them a fuck-monkey. Zeke lets out an exaggerated sigh, then continues, “Fine, fine. Let me see . . . ” He spends a few seconds pretending to look through his planner, but I know for a fact he has every client and prospective job memorized in that seriously disturbed brain of his. Zeke really is nothing if not an over-dramatic showman. He probably would’ve gone into Hollywood had he not decided killing people was more fun.

Dregs spit out the piece in his mouth and stared open mouth at me. "Where are Davin and Jennifer," I questioned. "They tried to escape on one of the ship's transporters and were fired upon by the Dracucian that had been following us. They were both destroyed," he said softly. I looked up at the ceiling and let out the most pitiful sound imaginable. Dregs clambered off his cot and went to hold me. "They didn't know Zax, all they knew was you're half Demirkan and Demirkan eats humans," he explained and I shook my head.

"Shut up, all of you!" Zeke cut them off with a roar. Then, he fixed his gaze on Hazel again, his voice rising into a furious shout. "Why did you get divorced? Why? Don't you realize that I'm as good as dead if you divorce him? Why are you so selfish? Couldn't you have backed down if Evan wouldn't listen or give in? Huh?" Zeke looked like a wild beast ready to tear someone apart. His eyes had turned bloodshot, making him look terrifying.

“What do you want?” Beta Zeke stood at the top of the mezzanine stairs a few feet from my bed. He had a black leather jacket, black jeans and white vest. The white of the vest highlighted his olive skin. I already knew he was ripped underneath, thanks to Livi providing me an immediate flash of remembrance. Those dark eyes stared right at me. With no emotion, “I’m heading back north.” “How long are you leaving me here for? I can’t stay here forever! I should be at Cragstone”

He seems to detect that’s all he’s going to get from me, so he continues, “Between what happened in Tennessee, and then your mother, I understand you need to take the time to get yourself together, so please do not rush yourself in coming back to work. Whenever you’re ready to come back, we will put you back on assignment, but until then, take your time to sort out what you need to sort out. If you need a ‘one-off’ in that time, to blow off steam, I will always be willing to oblige.” It takes me several moments to process this—and not just because Zeke has now uttered a total of four sentences without managing to come off as a condescending, creepy, cricket-rapist. “Wait . . . so I’m not . .

Killian would also, but he had a lot of Alpha duties to attend to, families that needed placement, and repairs that needed to be made. But I didn't have anything to do but wait. Wait for Vivian. Vivian was my everything. "So what's the first thing you'll say to her?" Zeke asked. "That I love her." "You can't talk like that to my mate." I sighed. "You rejected her, Zeke." "I was under a spell!" "It doesn't matter. You still rejected her. Vivian loves me." Zeke crossed his arms. "We'll see." "How are you not more messed up in the head anyway? After my spell, I was all fucked up and had absolutely no memories. You seem more like you were just on a mental vacation."

Zeke greeted Josh, who seemed to have gotten confused at the sight of him. He looked behind toward me with a frown on his face. “Who are you?” He asked bluntly when I did not offer any explanation for Zeke’s presence or why he was accompanying us on this trip. Josh stepped aside when Zeke made a move to get out. “Uncle Zeke!” Zoe cried. “He can carry us three without even falling!” She reported in her strong British accent. Zeke winced. He knew that he couldn't do that. Zeke had a hip surgery a year ago, which rendered him unable to do what Josh is doing right now. He can’t carry the three children altogether because doing so would severely compromise his balance.

-KARINA- I LET out a long, shaky breath. It felt as though a thorn had finally been pulled from my chest when I saw nothing terrible happened to Zeke. Disappointment was etched across his face. His beard had grown thick and unkempt, his body leaner than before. His sharp jawline stood out starkly now, and the dark circles beneath his eyes made him look exhausted—like a man who hadn’t slept in days. What happened to him to make him look so worn?