Julius Zimmerman Novels & Stories

“I even have kids. Are the Zimmermans so desperate that you welcome the kids that come in a package with the daughter-in-law of your choice?” Yanis and Mrs. Zimmerman’s expressions changed upon hearing this. While Madam Vanderbilt responded immediately, “Zee, what are you talking about? Since when did you have children?” “Whether I have kids, you’ll know more about that after you’ve confirmed the details with Father.” Maisie crossed her arms and leaned back slightly. “The children’s father is actually Mr. Goldmann. So no matter how prestigious the Zimmermans are in Coralia, how can they be comparable to Mr. Goldmann?”

Melvin, the head of the Frasiers, asked with a gloomy expression, “What do you think Rowena is so afraid of? The Xaviers have deep connections with the Blithe King since Trent was his confidant. Why is she so scared?” Kelvin Wilson said indifferently, “I don’t believe his bluff! This survivor of the Cadens couldn’t possibly kill all the hundreds of people in the Wilsons!” The current head of the Zimmermans, Drake Zimmerman, agreed. “There’s nothing to be scared of. I’ve got a good relationship with Jerald of the underworld. He has thousands of men under him. I can pay him some money to guard the Zimmermans for a while.” It was too much to ask them to kneel at the Cadens’ cemetery for ten day

That afternoon, Miranda received a call from Zion, asking her to come by so he could introduce her to two people. She went straight to the presidential suite at the Moutin Hotel. Sitting on the sofa were a middle-aged couple she did not recognize, both in their early fifties. “Miranda,” Zion said, smiling, “this is Sally Turner, and this is Jucas Zimmer. They’re a married couple from Merika’s national research division.” “I’ve been following your published papers closely this past year,” Sally said, her short hair neat, glasses framing a sharp and intelligent gaze. “Every one of them was impressive.”

“You never can tell. You can try.” I faced him. Now this was getting out of hand. “Dennis, I ask again, whose side are you on?” “I am on the side of my Alpha and Luna.” “Everything is ready, Arthur...” Jeremy walked in interrupting us. I glared at Dennis who grinned and headed in. I nodded and made to start heading out. “But, someone is here to see you...” “I thought I am off duties for now...” “It’s Maxwell.” I halted, “Maxwell?”

His nose was high and defined, his lips, when pressed together, formed a hard and unyielding line, and his jawline was sharp and strong. Lucille was instantly captivated. At the same time, Benjamin glanced over as well. Everyone greeted him with a "Mr. Zimmerman", and only then did she realize that this was none other than the renowned lawyer of the legal world—Benjamin Zimmerman—also known as Cheryl's former boss.

And they showed it with every sideways comment. "I heard your last shipment crossed my border," Damien said casually. "Is that so?" Zayn replied, bored. "Yes. My men didn’t see any payment." "Maybe your men are blind," Zayn replied. "Or maybe they took the money and decided not to report." Damien narrowed his eyes. But Zayn didn’t flinch. His tone was calm, almost cold. "Watch your tone, Zayn," Julius said. He had glasses and a laptop in front of him. "You're not the only one with power here."

Cain tenses every time his father says anything to him or me, then they glare at each other like they're having some sort of staring contest or silent argument. Halfway through dinner, Cain's father excuses himself and comes back with a couple who exude authority but seem very friendly with it. After greeting Cain warmly and introducing themselves to the rest of us as Zac and Cally, Cain's aunt and uncle, their eyes land on me. "So you're the one they're after and you killed a rog… wolf with a chair leg. Genius." Cally laughs loudly, sitting down opposite me and bringing much needed life into the room. Her blue eyes twinkle with intelligence and even though it feels like she's assessing me,

A low growl rumbled in Phoenix's chest, "You killed her. The one thing good in my life and you took her away from me!" Lucifer made a tsk'ing sound, "Your saving grace ended up being your greatest downfall Phoenix. I really feel for you, truly I do." Before Phoenix could say anything Zion stepped forward, "Enough!" He yelled, all eyes falling on him, "I'm not in the mood for this crap," his voice was strangely calm; the definition of calm before the storm.

I giggle, unable to stop myself. She is so cute! "Atlas Myles Rozell? Is he a werewolf, too?" My dad's eyes widen as he asks me. I laugh at his reaction, nodding my head and saying, "Yes! Atlas Myles Rozell is a young businessman, holding the position of a shareholder in your company. I was also surprised to meet him. I mentioned you to him and he agreed on your company's profit share. You give him a very handful amount, dad!" I grin at him.

Axel went to stand by the window silently, while Mia remained by my side. “Now, I don't have a hide anymore, right Lukas?” She looked up at me, waiting for an answer but I was too distracted. “Are you okay?” “That was too easy. Elder Zaccheaus wouldn't agree with anything so easily. That old coot is up to something. You have to be careful” I caressed her cheek ignoring the displeasure on Axel's face. “If it gets too heated during the battle and you can't take it anymore, run”