Divergent Zeke Novels & Stories

Alpha Zane’s tone was icy and unapologetic, and he did not attempt to apologize. "Let me introduce you to my pack members," he added, extending his hand to a big man standing next to him. Ace, my Beta, and his mate, Rosie, and on his left, Jakob, my Gamma, and his mate Carl, and this is my gorgeous mate, Hana..." He wandered off, looking to the right and left to see whether there was anyone else he hadn't yet introduced. The other members of the group turned to look at him, puzzled as to why he was looking around.

I feel the air tightening in my throat as I can't catch enough air to breathe appropriately. Before I notice it, I am collapsing. I fall towards the ground as Zane's large hands come around my body. "Fuck! London! Keep your eyes open for Daddy," I hear Zane screaming as I fail to keep my eyes open as he wants it. ... ***ZANE'S POV*** Zane is passing out on me. Jeez! This is the second time that I am fucking her and she is letting herself get to a high she can't control herself to bring it down. That sucks.

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.

—SAMANTHA— I chuckled, leaning in close to his handsome face, my breath brushing against his skin as I whispered back, "Then get your hands off me, Zeke. You make me uncomfortable." For a brief moment, he froze, the smirk on his face faltering. But it came back quickly, sharper this time. "You're shameless," he sneered. "I know you're playing hard to get so I’ll fall for you, but it won’t work. It's Ophelia I want, not you! Sooner or later, I’ll divorce you!"

I had no idea about what they were talking about. “Cronos is working with Carl to monopolize the industry. If you take over, a lot of things will change. I’ll give you everything that I can offer, just please. Please save my pack members. Especially the females and pups.” Zeke’s body tensed up at the mention of Carl. I squeezed Zeke’s arm and he looked down on me. It was as if he could read my mind, his expression completely changed. Zeke sighed and finally answered. “Fine, but you know I have my ways.” -- END

"Sorry, I mean...I work for Mr. Miller." "Oh.." Zeke smiled. He picked up his glass of wine and took a sip. Dante's eyes followed all of Zeke's movement. From the way he picked up the glass with his slender delicate fingers to the way his lips engulfed the tip of the glass, everything made sense. No wonder Sebastian fell for him, Dante thought. He's too beautiful to be real. "What work do you do for him?" "Oh...I'm his um...his personal doctor." Zeke furrowed his brows. He leaned forward as he placed the glass back on the table, "Keane never told me he had a personal doctor."

"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”