Giantess Zoey Novels & Stories

I caught it mid-air, and I took a glance at it. It was a black cropped top with no straps. I raised my brows, holding it up in front of me. “Seriously? This is too revealing.” Eve rolled her eyes and turned back to the closet. “I’m not done yet. Trust the process, Zoey.” I dropped the top on the bed with a suspicious look. “Okay, Eve. I trust the process.” I said as I waited patiently for what she would throw at me next. She grinned as she pulled out a really short leather skirt. “Now this,” she said with a dramatic twirl. “Is the real deal.” She added before throwing it over to me.

I hear Grayson call out behind me. I turn around -Holy fuck. Standing beside Grayson is this petite goddess. Waves of auburn hair cascade down onto her creamy skin. Big green eyes pop in contrast to her scattered freckles. I take her all in. Her defined arms and snatched little body are on display in a black shimmery bodycon dress that hits mid-thigh. I see a small scar cutting through her eyebrow, which intrigues me more. Shifter healing is fast enough that scarring does not occur unless the injury is really bad.

Controlled. She greeted guests one by one, her voice warm, her movements graceful. Anyone watching would think she had everything under control. But inside? Her thoughts wouldn’t stop racing. And then suddenly… the energy in the room shifted. It got louder. Brighter. Like something important just walked in. Zoey turned. And saw her. Linda Hestrel. The governor’s daughter. She walked in like she belonged there, like the entire room was hers. Her emerald dress hugged her body perfectly, shimmering under the lights, every step confident, effortless.

In a sudden, blinding flash, the images became something else entirely. She saw herself standing at the center of a vast, dark forest, surrounded by towering trees. The moon hung high overhead, illuminating a woman who seemed to be made of shadow and light. Nyx. The goddess’s gaze was piercing, yet comforting, and she extended a hand toward Zoe as though inviting her to step forward.

"Did you just say save a failing inn in the middle of nowhere?" Her camera shifted slightly, changing angles. Behind her looked like a Kensington commercial come to life: a pool glittering under the sun in the hills of southern Verdania, vineyards cascading down the slope like they'd been hand-combed. I squinted. "Are you… at the pool?" "I'm in a strategic meeting," Zoey replied, dead serious, floating on a giant grape-shaped inflatable. "This wine and I are discussing happiness metrics. Now repeat the part about the inn."

“You look hot.” Zoey spun Beth’s chair around so she could see herself in the mirror. She had to agree—but then she looked nothing like herself either. Zoey had done her makeup and hair so that she looked like one of the girls in her Seventeen magazine, and while it had taken over an hour, Beth thought maybe she could replicate the look, if she got some more expensive products. She was also wearing an outfit borrowed from one of Zoey’s friends who was Beth’s size, since Zoey was a good four inches taller and a size smaller than Beth. She’d have to spend her scorekeeping money and everything else she’d been saving up for the last few years to afford something this nice, but the effect was wor

So fitting for my unique little girl. As we hit the waiting room, I knew I shouldn’t have been surprised, but all the same, I came out and gasped as I saw everyone in the waiting room waiting for me, our little princess. “Zoey? Remember how I said you would get to meet a real queen?” I said, looking at my sister and watching her roll her eyes at me. “Yeahhh?” She said. “Well, I would like to introduce you to your Aunt Gabriella, my sister. She is the queen of all the supernaturals. Isn’t that cool?” I asked her, leading her to my sister with Sam standing right behind her.

She attempted to stab me but Zita appeared from nowhere and stretched her hand to her, a force moved Zoey and she dropped the stake. Zoey, by her expression, I could tell that she was furious at Zita and hurt. She took a step towards her but Zoey started muttering some incarnations, her hands stretched to Zita, making her grow weaker and she let go of me and held her head like she was about to explode. "Zita? What are you doing? I'm your sister!" Zoey yelled at Zita. "I'm sorry, but you can't live on," Zita said. Zoey staring at her strangely made her drop her hands slowly. Zoey smirked and grabbed the stake from the ground, attempting to stab me again when we heard a gunshot.

There was something wrong with her. "Idiot!" Zoey rolled her eyes in disdain. If the stupid woman weren’t helpful, she would not have condescended to meet a maid privately. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and Zoey immediately put on a friendly smile and said softly, "Come in." It was the maid Emma who walked in. Emma sat in front of Zoey cautiously and asked in a low voice, "Miss Zoey, what can I do for you?" Zoey took a bank card from her wallet and put it in front of Emma with a smile, "This is a deposit of 100,000, and I will give you 100,000 when things are done.”

His winked at her seductively. Dexter glared. "Wait a minute," Zoey was putting two and two together, "Like Sky?" "Heard of the Leo?" He rested his hand on the table waiting for her words. She widened her eyes hurriedly, shock, before she screamed loudly, "Oh my God, it's really you, why in the hell am I friends with my biggest idols." "You can have an autograph anytime." He winked again, "Okay, who's introducing themselves next." The sandy-blonde waved her hand, "Oh. Oh, can I go next? I am Kelly Campbell, I am a scientist, working towards my Ph.D though."