Julius Zimmerman Novels & Stories

Her face is so white, like a dead body, but her lips is brightly reddish, with a little trail of blood on the side of her lips. “The teeth may be too much though.” I tell her. Justin grunts, and takes out the fangs. They are artificial. “Without the fangs, I’m a zombie.” “You will be a sexy zombie though.” I throw at her, as a compliment. She blushes, not replying me. “Vampires will find this very insulting.” Oliver pops in, out of somewhere. I’m aware of his presence because of his scent. Justin flinches at the sound of Oliver’s voice, bringing her hand on her chest and takes a deep breath in.

It was black, but standing beside it was a man at a podium. We looked at each other for a second. His expression showed a flicker of curiosity that he immediately covered with contempt. I’d bet anything he was the other side’s interpreter, but where was the one who was actually negotiating? “Let’s begin,” Lorenzo said coldly, and the screen lit up as the Zoom call connected. On the other side sat a handsome man in an office, with blond hair slicked back and deep brown eyes. Even through the screen, I could tell he was an Alpha. And more than that... why did he feel like someone I’d met before?

“But I can’t let you just go off by yourself at sixteen to another state.” “You can meet my roommate. He’s fey. Also Alpha Joseph is the one who is superintendent of the supernatural part of the college. I’ve spoken with him as well.” “I know his roommate. His name is Dillard. He’s been studying there for two years. Originally he was a guard for the Fey Queen when I met him but he wanted to do more. He’s strong and smart. I recommended him as Liam’s roommate.” I smiled at Liam. “The two of them are introverts so they can hermit together in their labs.”

“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

Zimmerman Senior, every major faction on Linton Island is at our door! In an instant, the entire Zimmerman residence was turned upside down. Panic spread like wildfire, and every member of the household was frightened and anxious. It felt as if a storm was coming, and everything was about to fall into ruins. "Maddox Leighton, Aaron Sterling, Brody Zapata…" Maverick couldn't remain calm anymore either. Why had all these influential figures come to his home? Powerful forces from both the criminal underworld and elite families had all gathered at the Zimmerman residence. What could the Zimmermans have possibly done to deserve this?

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?”

“No. But I know where to start looking.” Two hours later, we’re in a café in Zurich’s financial district. Not the tourist-friendly Old Town, but the modern glass towers where real money moves in whispers and wire transfers. The man across from us doesn’t look like a criminal. Mid-forties, expensive but understated suit, wire-rimmed glasses. He could be a banker, a lawyer, an accountant. His name is Klaus Zimmermann, and according to the very discreet inquiries I made, he’s the person you call when you need money to move from Point A to Point B without anyone noticing.

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.