Hange Zoe Season 4 Novels & Stories

, I will kill Daisy if she harms Hazel. I know Hazel is a strong woman, she can surely defend herself against Daisy but as it is now she's pregnant and vulnerable. Oh God please save Hazel and our unborn child. When I arrive at my apartment, I park my car and rush into the house and I almost faint at the sight of Hazel, she's lying on the floor by the staircase crying and Daisy is nowhere to be found. "Baby" I call as I rush to her. "She...she attacked me Klaus" she says crying

Zoe hung up instantly before Zara even had the chance to ask other questions again as she dropped her phone back in her bag and resumed humming loudly with the song. As she shook her body to the melody of the song, her mind instantly drifted back to the moment, just hours ago, when she had agreed, without overthinking or being strategic, to have dinner with her mother, Jasmine, and her half-sister, Raine. She knew that from the look Jasmine had given her, she wanted her to politely decline the offer, and convince Raine that she couldn't come. And she almost did. “I cannot come for lunch, Raine,” she had answered the girl with a sweet, apologetic smile, and the child's mood went sour instantl

The heater was turned on and it felt as warm as it was in spring. Zoe wore a light pink woolen dress. She stood by the crib and played with Yanni. She tied her hair casually as she didn’t have to step out of her house. Her features looked delicate from the side and she wore a mild expression on her face. Tears filled his eyes, but he didn’t disrupt the moment. This moment was so warm and lovely that he could just pretend nothing horrible happened in the past. It felt as if they were merely a sweet couple who were wallowing in happiness.

“You’ll understand soon enough, Piper.” “Stop being cryptic,” I snap, taking a step back. “I don’t have time for—” A familiar scream from outside cuts me off. “Zoe!” The name flies from my lips as I spin toward the door. I glance back at Elijah, who looks as calm as ever, and I don’t wait for him to follow. I throw the door open and bolt down the hallway, my heart pounding in my chest. As I round the corner, the sight that greets me freezes me in place. Zack has Zoe by the hair, dragging her toward the spa’s entrance. Her face is twisted in pain, her nails clawing at his hand as she struggles to break free.

“The head of the Larson family, Sally’s birth mother, was the one who designed the last three gowns, right? She had you come here because of that, didn’t she?” “You’re half-correct.” Zane walked over and sat down elegantly next to Zoey. “Miss Zoey, aren’t you going to peel me a grape?” Zoey rolled her eyes at him and changed seats to sit next to Evonne. Zane propped an arm against the sofa as his lips curled into a faint smile. “What a bad temper you have.” “Bunny’s temper is much better than yours. You can tease her any way you please.” The man had just finished speaking when the door to the changing room swung open.

Soon, I would be able to go out and celebrate my birthday with my boyfriend, Daniel. Or so I thought. “Oops!” I didn’t have a chance to react before it happened. Sophie and her two friends had just come barreling down the stairs like a typhoon. In their carelessness, one of them violently kicked the bucket I was using, sending soapy water flying everywhere. For a moment, I just stared at the fresh mess. The carpet was soaked with dirty water. The wallpaper was already stained with soap suds. Even my clothes and hair were destroyed. And I had been so close to finishing my chores.

she quickly said and excused herself. Zoe didn't move, she glanced at the sofa and then at the flower in her hands. She wasn't here to sit, she was here to give her shot once and for all. She was anxious, unsure if it was the right thing to do. Taking in a deep breath, she closes her eyes for a second before turning in the direction of the kitchen. Arabella walks past her and places the glass of fresh juice on the table. "Here is your..." She was cut off by the sight of Zoe staring back at her with an unfathomable gaze.

However, I knew that when it matterred, she was incredibly decisive and ruthless. Some people call her the female version of Ronan, minus the loose morals of course. Zoe has never had a dating scandal since I've known her. And it's been four years. “Zoe…” She stopped beside me. Her eyes settled on my face, and for nearly a minute, they rested on my lips and refuse to shift. Her throat bobbed and she forcefully tore her gaze away. I watch her bite her lips and shut her eyes. Then she exhaled. “Zayden, I heard what happened. You must have been hurt, quite deeply. You worked so hard on the rink.” I smiled, not saying anything to her. Her eyes went to my bandaged hand.