Novel & Cerita Dustin Brooks Zoey 101

Madison’s POV Fury surges through me, hot and uncontrollable, as I shove the office door open. The hinges slam against the wall with a bang that rattles the shelves inside, and suddenly I’m standing there—staring, frozen, my worst fear made flesh before my eyes. Dylan. And Zoey. Together. Zoey’s smug little smirk is the first thing I see, curled on her lips as if she’s been waiting for this exact moment. Dylan looks startled, guilt flashing across his handsome face as he scrambles to pull himself upright.

Jemma heaved a deep sigh. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ Allegheny County, New York. 6:56pm ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ Zoey walked out the bathroom nakedly, she tied the white around her wet hair. Just when she was about to pick up her towel. The door burst opened, revealing Calvin. First she wanted to run back to the bathroom and hide but she fought it back as she took her eyes to the ground.

Brooks says to Daniel. Daniel changed into a blue shirt and some jeans. Brooks is still wearing a gray t-shirt and a gray zip-up over it. He has some white sweatpants on too. They both look good. Kylie is wearing her silk robe and some of her clothes underneath. Her makeup and hair still perfect. Me on the other hand … Daniel and Brooks have Kylie take a picture of them and it came out really good. “Hey man, I’m gonna buzz soon. My mom will go crazy” Brooks says laughing.

“Nothing you need to know.” She leaned back on her hands. “Damian blocked me,” she said casually, like she wasn’t poking a bruise. “He actually dared to break up with me and then he blocked me. Worse; he’s been glued to Monica like some loyal idiot. Running around like he’s her freaking hand bag.” I felt it then. That tight, burning pull in my chest. Zoey snorted. “I still don’t get it. She’s the janitor’s daughter. She smells like poverty. What do you two even see in her?”

PAST SELENE’S POV: Zoey picked up my call on the second ring. My world could be falling apart but I knew I could always count on her to always be meticulously consistent. “Oh, my God, finally!” Zoey exclaimed, her face popping onto my screen. Her dark almond eyes shone with mischief, her dark hair pulled into her signature bun at the top of her head. But the excitement flickered out of her face when she saw me. “Sel, are you crying?”

He blurted, before falling absolutely silent. What choice did I have? I couldn’t try to run away, not when he was right behind me. I should wait patiently, and disappear from under his nose later. Zoey paced around a tree, growing anxious by the moment. She didn’t once turn around to look at Dustin again who must be mind-linking someone to get us the clothes. ‘ What is it? ’ I hissed when she didn’t stop. ‘ What will Striker think or…feel if he gets to know we are with Dustin now? ’ She whimpered.

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Hope Zoey isn't crazy for being stuck with Zeus :'( See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

Daisy Zoey takes me into a room and looks back to Aiden. "Alpha, stay out. You'll make me uncomfortable being in a small room like this." She says rather bluntly. Aiden bites his lip and looks at me before nodding. "Of course. I'll be right outside if you need me." He then leaves the room and me alone with Zoey. She sets her pup down and sits in a chair motioning for me to do the same.

“The people who stalked me yesterday drove a tinted SUV. I need to call the police.” “Girl, wait.” Zoey calls out as I make my way to the door. I pause and turn to her, surprised that she’s lounging comfortably when we’re literally on the brink of disaster. “Zoey, what’s going on?” “I spoke to one of the men. He was deathly handsome.” My jaw goes slack. I blink, not sure I heard right. “You did what?” Zeya sighs like we’re having the most boring conversation in the world. Looking at her now, you wouldn’t even believe she was bawling her eyes out just a minute ago.

I replied as we both laughed. Dylan arrived during lunch break and Zoe was still with me. "Hey Zoe." Dylan said as he walked around my table to kiss me. "Hey Dylan. How was your weekend?" Zoe asked grinning. Dylan only chuckled."The best." He replied. Zoe joined us during the meal but left when she received a message about an order that just came in at work. "See you soon." She said and left. "What does Zoe do?" Dylan asked as he packed the plates. "She is a fashion designer. Owns her own line." I replied. Dylan nodded.