Hange Zoe Novels & Stories

It was also a city that had a lot of memories with Dave. Along the way, Zoe was silent as she stared out the window, observing every place she passed. Because she might not see or even set foot in the city again. "Yes, please prepare everything and don't miss anything." Vaguely, Zoe could hear some of her brother's conversations with someone over the phone network. Zoe was quite surprised when Zayn easily ordered all his wishes to someone on the other side. Even when Zayn asked for a special gynecologist to be found for her, Zoe began to glare with a look of disbelief.

"Noah! Tell Daniel I'm innocent! Tell him to get me out of here! You used to like me the most, remember? You cursed Evelyn to her face for me. You said you wanted me to be your mom. I'm standing right here now. Take me out of here! "Don't worry. It doesn't matter that Evelyn's dead. I'll take good care of you. I'll be the best mom you could ask for." Zoe giggled as she spoke, already lost in the picture of her future. Just as she thought, Noah still preferred her over Evelyn. Zoe stepped forward to hug Noah. Then, a sharp pain exploded in her stomach. She staggered back in shock and looked down. A thin blade glinted where it protruded from inside the toy bear.

Was it all just because of the baby? Louise finally stood. “I know you must be overwhelmed with all I’ve said..” he tried to take my hand but I took it back “I’ll give you time to think about it,” he said. He turned toward the door… But before he could reach it, the door opened. Zane stepped inside. The moment his eyes landed on Louise, the temperature in the room seemed to drop. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Zane snapped. Louise didn’t even look bothered.

And there she was: Lillian Pegg, front and center, soaking up the spotlight, holding court with reporters like she actually built the empire she stole. I reached up, fingers brushing my forehead. The wound Liam gave me? Gone. And my stomach—usually a war zone—felt warm, steady. No way. I was alive. I was back. I stepped forward, half in a daze, trying to get to Lillian. Then bam—one of her groupies stumbled and shoved me aside. "Who even are you? Move!" That shout flipped every head. Lillian spotted me too. Her smile twitched, just for a second, before she snapped on that fake sweetness.

Zoe paused, waiting for Liza to show any signs of life at the other end of the connection. "How's that good news?" "I'm coming. Since you got fired Dean hadn't been able to replace you and you know how Stacy has been dying to take over your place. The bitch had tried to seduce Dean to no avail, with the little sense her brain owned, she tried to impress him by raping the pole in the name of pole dance practice which ended up with a dislocated ankle," "Zoe, this news keeps getting gloomy." "I'm coming," she simply said. "The crew went to visit her yesterday, you won't believe this. The bitch transformed into a confessing mess. Do you know she's responsible for Poppy's face deformation?"