Infamous Zeke の小説・ストーリー

He wasn't as kind as that. "He's already gone now. It doesn't matter anymore," Zeke said. His gaze was concentrated on Alec. Unfortunately, Alec was sly. He was a good actor, revealing nothing on his face. Zeke retracted his gaze and smiled bitterly. "This is the first time that the Fausts have been hit so hard by the tragedy. I feel horrible. I just wish I could catch the murderer and destroy him. But my powers are limited. I have still been unable to find the killer. Alec, are you willing to help me with this?"

"It's nothing. I'm a little careless. I was plotted when I left the goods." Zeke covers his eyes and looks a little dark. He remembers that he had talked about the source of goods last month, but the other party changed his mind temporarily and wanted to eat black. He was short of manpower and fell into the trap of the other party. His men were killed and nearly died. After climbing out of the gate of hell, he was completely blind in his left eye.

“Who else would believe in your nonsense other than Mr. Lynch who had been blinded by your devious words? “Who else will help you get away with this? “You let Otis Kye come here because you want him to help you get away with this! “And you are still saying that you want him to enforce the law impartially? Do you think we are as stupid as you? Do you think we will be easily fooled by you? “You’re still young but you’re over-ambitious and always thinking of all kinds of things! “I’m telling you. I’m taking over this matter myself! “No matter what thoughts you have, it’s useless in front of me.” Zeke was born in the Smith family of Mordu, so he definitely did not lack in terms of power and mone

He wanted to save his daughter—more than anything. But he didn’t know the first thing about bombs. And this one wasn’t anything standard. If he misjudged and cut the wrong wire, it could detonate everything on the spot. One minute left. Caitlin and Sebastian were both at a complete loss. James and Tyler paced anxiously behind them, powerless. Then, suddenly, Zeke burst back up the stairs, ignoring the blood gushing from his reopened wound. “Let me try!” Everyone turned to look. Zeke was still in his hospital gown, his arm soaked in blood. He pressed a hand over the injury, grimacing in pain.

[CAMI] Zeke was told to rest, to let his stitches heal, to take his goddamn pills and not move around. But instead, I find him pacing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows like he’s a restless caged wolf. Barefoot, black slacks sitting low on his hips, shirtless. The rippling muscles of his back are shamelessly on display, so are the scars. There's a glass of something dark in his hand—probably whiskey. He doesn’t turn when he hears me walk in, not even when I click the door and lock it behind me.

Cedric was about to throw another punch at him, but Zander offered no resistance and laughed maniacally. Tobias stopped Cedric. "Don't get yourself worked up, Cedric. Listen to what he has to say first." He asked his men to bring Cedric over. The latter was listening in outside the door as he interrogated Zander. Zander let out a crazed laughter. He said, "Zeke has done so many dirty deeds, and kept them a secret from everyone. However, I happen to learn the truth about him. "At first, I assumed Zeke genuinely loved Mariam. I thought I'd back off and give them my blessing if he treated her well. Imagine my surprise when I found that he had a mistress out there. He even had an illegitimate so

Even if I didn’t understand half of what was going on, I could understand that Selene was referencing that each Zeke was the embodiment of one of the seven deadly sins: Wrath and Lust. “I just thought something was wrong with Zeke until Zac summoned me, and I saw the Zeke he encountered. I didn’t plan to tell anyone about Zeke because I didn’t want anyone to worry, and I figured it could wait until I figured out what was happening. After hearing Zac’s story, I wonder if Zeke’s soul was split.”

That's when I heard something I'd never heard before. "What the fuck?" Carlo was shocked. Zeke found his mate on the night of the Azure Moon. And he didn't even tell anyone? Unfortunately, his mate had been claimed by someone else. No wonder he was so mad that night that he didn't recognize himself anymore. I can't help but sympathize with him; his heart must be broken. If he wanted to talk about it later, I wanted to be a listening ear. But the fact that Zeke blocked it out from all of us, including Carlo, his friend, was enough to make it evident that he wanted to keep this to himself, wasn't it?

His hair was slicked back, impeccably, in height, he was way taller than I remembered. Like something out of a fantasy book. “God,” I whispered, “you’re—” “Zeke,” he finished for me, lips twisting into a humorless smile. “Zeke Blackwood. Damien’s older brother.” “You’re slow,” Zeke said, oozing expensive cologne and masculinity like he always had. The blade grazed my neck one last time before he pulled it away. “What if I didn’t have the patience and stabbed you instead?” I let out a shaky laugh I didn’t even mean to. “Thank God that didn’t happen.”

Zeke smirked behind his mask, his grip on my arm tightening slightly; he seemed to relish in my denial, in the fact that he had struck a nerve. “Oh, but I do,” he retorted, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous tone. “I know about your insecurities, your loneliness, your feelings of inadequacy. You try so hard to hide it all to impress that old man, but I can see through your facade, angel.” He finally let go. I straightened up and adjusted my dress. I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to suppress my anger at his candid words.