Infamous Zeke Novels & Stories

If I had to guess, that was probably how they interacted with each other in private. When she froze, Zeke continued, "I think we should stop contacting each other so often, Scarlett. I have a girlfriend, after all—it's not appropriate for me to have such a close relationship with another woman." Scarlett couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What did you just say, Zeke?" she asked in disbelief. "Could you repeat that?" Zeke took a deep breath and said with a raised voice, "I said we should stop contacting each other so often. Do you understand me?"

It was like my eyes had finally opened after a deep slumber, and now I had been fully awake. I stared at Zeke. My chest heaved with so much emotion. I thought he was a charming prince, capable and trustworthy. I thought he was a man of honor, but it turned out he was also a frog. Like any other man, Zeke Alexander is a fool who did not know what was in front of him. Finally, the wool had been lifted off my eyes, and I saw him for what he truly is. “Are you really this heartless?” I asked, horrified,

"It will be dangerous but this time it is serious, he overdid it big time." "Okay I will go with him alone..." "That will be hard you need other two helpers I am guessing your other two friends. Even though he is a little mad I think you will handle him if she is there too." "Stop talking nonsense. I am really fine." Zane appeared before them, his lips a little cracked with traces of little blood. His eyes were now dim and his body seemed weak as he struggled to stand properly. "Why are you outside stubborn little brother..." Ekon scolded going to his side.

“I don’t care how difficult it is, I want it done. You have three days. If you can’t find anything useful in three days, you can forget about working for me. We Burnhams have no use for laziness.” “Yes, sir.” … Elias sent all of the evidence to Zeke as soon as he received them. In times like this, having Zeke publish the entire thing would hold greater impact. Zeke was known for being a serious and professional director in the entertainment world. His words would hold more influence. The first thing Zeke did as soon as he received the evidence was to publish them on his official social media account. The activities on his account were so scarce that it was almost pitiful.

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.

“Zeke was born with darkness inside him. Not the kind you fight in the shadows. A raw, predatory power that can swallow everything in its path, including his own conscience. It’s part of the Alpha line, but in him, it was exponentially magnified. When he was a young teenager, that darkness took control. He went on a rampage that destroyed half the pack’s infrastructure in the old territory. Many were injured, badly. By some miracle, no one died.” My chest tightens, a feeling of nauseating dread rising in my throat. “That can’t be true. Zeke is… good. He’s happy.” I frown, and then add, "irritatingly so, if you're not counting this past week of his mood swing."

I had no idea about what they were talking about. “Cronos is working with Carl to monopolize the industry. If you take over, a lot of things will change. I’ll give you everything that I can offer, just please. Please save my pack members. Especially the females and pups.” Zeke’s body tensed up at the mention of Carl. I squeezed Zeke’s arm and he looked down on me. It was as if he could read my mind, his expression completely changed. Zeke sighed and finally answered. “Fine, but you know I have my ways.” -- END

He crumpled to the ground, writhing in pain, unable to get back up. Andrew walked over and stomped his foot onto Zeke's face. He leaned down with a chilling smile. "Big Z, huh? The great king of Verhampton Valley? Doesn't seem like you're much of anything to me." Zeke roared in humiliation. "Get your damn foot off me, you hear me? I'm backed by the Driscoll family in Blumedale! You know who they are? They're one of the Three Titans of Gabo Creek. They could crush you without lifting a finger!"

Once again, skip that bullshit. The humans I’m with have made camp near a lake. I’m grabbing my clothes to go bathe. I still have some of the clothes I originally left with, but definitely not as much. It’s going to be dark soon, and I don’t want to be caught alone in the dark. That never ends well. Heading to the lake, I start to strip. I’m completely naked, which doesn’t even phase me anymore. I used to be so shy about being naked out in the open, but who cares anymore about that? I sure don’t. I quickly wash the grim off as I trace the long white scar that goes from my elbow to my wrist. It’s the biggest scar I have. Most of them are small, but this fucker is not. A zombie was trying to t

KARINA TUMBAGA Point Of View “I AM not insane. I know what I saw, Zeke. She's not insane. She's just... Just pretending she is.” Zeke flicked the cigarette from his fingers and crushed it beneath his heel, grinding it into the gravel until only the filter tip remained. Celestine’s mother had just been buried. The earth over her grave was still loose, the scent of damp soil clinging to the air. Zeke had stayed behind to handle the arrangements. I had left my mother sitting under the funeral tent, just for a while. I needed this conversation.