Metal Gear Solid Zeke Novels & Stories

'One more round? Zeke would not refuse. He looked at Nicole. She did not look like she was angry. So, he was happy for another round. This time, he called up an assassin character that he had never been good at. As soon as his character showed up, he put his character in cloak mode, directed it to move up in front of Nicole's shooter, and made another kill. Looking at the flimsy shooter dropping dead on the ground, Zeke's laughter filled the room. "Hahaha, serve you right, Nicole!"

Zeke sighed, muttering something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like "Goddess, help me." "Code?" I asked, arching a brow at him. He hesitated. Then shrugged and stepped forward, punching in the digits without a word. The panel beeped. The lock disengaged. My pulse surged. Zeke's hand twitched beside me like he wanted to grab me—pull me back—but he didn't. And that hesitation? That was all the permission I needed. Game. Fucking. On.

He said. But the one thing that stood out from him was his bright purple eyes. They looked at me while I couldn't seem to stop looking at them. He rolled his eyes while he grew a smile. "My Dad has blue eyes, while my mom has red. Kinda mixed when they, um, made me. So, my name Zeke. I'm the top warrior here. I took my fathers spot when my Valdus took the title. So, who are you, and what's your rank?" He asked while he crossed his arm cross his chest.

So, he did not enjoy much fame in Thailand, but was perhaps even stronger than Trigon in terms of combat strength. Pushing the door open, Dark Shura and Zeke walked into the room. When he saw Leviathan and the others, Zeke’s eyes once again held a hint of surprise. Although his intuition had told him that it was unlikely for Dark Shura to lie to him, his heart still twitched gently when he saw Leviathan was actually here. Leviathan seemed to have waited for Zeke for a long time. When he saw him appear at the scene, a long-lost smile finally appeared on his face.

“What do you want?” Beta Zeke stood at the top of the mezzanine stairs a few feet from my bed. He had a black leather jacket, black jeans and white vest. The white of the vest highlighted his olive skin. I already knew he was ripped underneath, thanks to Livi providing me an immediate flash of remembrance. Those dark eyes stared right at me. With no emotion, “I’m heading back north.” “How long are you leaving me here for? I can’t stay here forever! I should be at Cragstone”

Never on my life ! “I swear to God, if you punch any of them, you are gonna sleep on the couch for the entire week and no s*x for the whole month !” Zeke growled through the mindlink, obviously picking up cues of thundering clouds of possessiveness and jealousy looming over me from my face and the mate bond. Zeke was astoundingly lean, muscular and well built- in short highly attractive along with his cock twitching, sharp features. Of course the Dark Overlord reared the best of warriors, especially the Beta, Gamma and his daughter.

yet, As he squinted at it to see what was on it he heard a couple of groans from Minch and Isilia to rub more pain into Naraja’s self-deprecating guilt he felt earlier, so he just gulped and put on a brave heart, place both of his hands on the handles of the deeply painted in bloodied red door and. End of Episode 3: Paint Me In My Dreams

Emma asked nervously. “I guess we need to improvise, we can’t let him go. I think the keeper knows it now. Damn it! Zeke!” Zac stood up and went to Zeke and Jill as the Keeper exits the front door of the diner, Emma behind him. “What did you do Zeke? I think he now knows us,” he said to Zeke. Zeke Smiled, “Relax man, he’s not going anywhere,” lifted his hands showing a bunch of keys, “I think it’s his car keys.” He said to Zac trying to hold his laughter.

Malikai elbowed me to get my attention while I watched Ludo. “Zeke. I'm going to disappear with a new toy, meet me at the abandoned building when you're done here.” “Don't break her right away. Okay?” “Fine.” he growled at me. I know that wasn't what he wanted to hear but he knows I'm right.

She was so weak so fragile, weighted like feathers. Zenith turned to take her to the pack doctor when suddenly he noticed something glinting in the moonlight on the ground near the pool’s edge. An earring. He bent down, still holding Violet with one arm, and picked it up, holding it up to the light. Then he took off, sprinting down the path towards the main house, his footsteps hitting against the cobblestones. Zenith was not careful, he bumped into people in a hurry, their startled gasps lost on him as he pushed past, not stopping to fucking apologize.