Hey Everybody Its Zan Novels & Stories

Some yelled from their seats. "It's nice to finally meet you," A guy said as he got to me and shook my hand. A girl skipped towards me with a smile on her face. "Wow, L, you didn't say he was this handsome." She said and then directed the next words at me. "Hi, I'm Zena, but you can call me, Z." She had a huge smile on her face as she introduced herself to me. I was about to say something when Liana yelled.

Expectant. “I’m Killian,” I said, my voice booming through the speakers. “And tonight, I’m here to tell you one thing… I’m a freak. A damn good one, and I’m not apologizing for it.” Laughter rippled through the crowd, and I felt the energy shift. Some were shocked, others were amused, but all eyes were on me. Zane was standing at the foot of the stage now, looking up at me with a mix of disbelief and excitement.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

Risk Zane. Reveal the truth. Risk herself.

SORA. What?! He didn't just say that out loud. Did he? “Mom. Let me introduce you to someone special…” Zane smiled like he won the biggest trophy. “My Omega...” My heart somersaulted. If I was seeing double because of his pheromones earlier. Then I was close to passing out. How could he be so bold? What kind of question was that? He was Zane Blaster. He was always bold. And I had a little cutie with the same personality as he has.

Zane raised his chin complacently and said, "Hump, my Mommy is very beautiful and my daddy is the most handsome guy in the world. Without them, a cute little boy like me won't be here" Hailey blushed at his words and soft laughter arose her. although, this was a kindergarten full of children, most of them were ordinary children. Many people had never seen such a child lime Zane in real life. Those who were mothers had a gleam in their eyes and took turns to pinch Zane's face. Zane said with a bitter face, "Uncle's, auntie's, if you continue to pinch me, I get charged for it! " As he spoke, his eyes were also looking around.

Rion spoke in a proud voice. Wait, Zane plays video games? He's actually a nerd? I really didn't see that one coming. Now that I think about it, there's very little I know about him. He's always seemed to be larger than life. A mind boggling puzzle I just couldn't solve but now I'm starting to see that he might just be like anybody else. He's got hobbies, likes and dare I say, fears too. “I know this is supposed to be a provocation but challenge accepted! And you'd better know that I won't lose this time.” Zane declared confidently.

Sophie said cheerfully. The young woman, Zaylee, rose to greet Xoan with a warm smile. Xoan responded casually, his lack of enthusiasm causing her smile to falter slightly. However, she quickly recovered and turned her attention to Yaslyn. "Are you Yaslyn? Hi! I'm Zaylee Ford. I grew up with Xoan and the others. From now on, consider us friends. If you ever find yourself bored in Jefferson City, feel free to reach out," she beamed, her eyes twinkling.

I collapse onto my bed still in my school clothes, staring at the ceiling again, wondering when exactly my life turned into this. My window slides open around ten. "You could knock," I say without looking up. "Like a normal person. Using the front door." "Where's the fun in that." Zane climbs in, dropping into his usual spot on my desk chair like he's been assigned permanent residency there. "Heard Rita's having a rough week." "I have no idea what you're talking about." "Sure you don't." He almost smiles, and it changes his whole face when he does it, softens something that's usually all sharp edges and cold calculation. "Good work, princess."

My face fell after listening to this bad news. "Why can't he be our permanent teacher?" I heard the whisper of a girl from behind. The same is my question. I looked around and found all the girls in the class staring at him like me only. So, I'm not alone, all girls are going crazy like me. I chuckled. "And my name is Zain Smith." He told his name and I murmured his name after him like an insane woman. I don't know why but I felt a strong connection with him.