Ye Zhou Novels & Stories

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

Hearing the old man's words, Zhao Qin and Cheng Xin were both shocked. "Elder Zhou, what did you say? This... this kid is a divine being?" Cheng Xin's eyes widened. Senior Zhou, a middle-aged heavyweight in Central Plains, was known as the number one shareholder in Central Plains. According to his analysis, most of the shares were not lost. Zhao Qin, of course, had heard of Boss Zhou's name. She never thought that such a heavyweight would call Yang Xiao a stock spirit. Elder Zhou trembled as he stared at Yang Xiao with an unusually solemn expression, as if he were a deity paying respects to the God of the field.

The assistant pushed two large suitcases and walked after the woman, gazing at her hair flying about as she walked. “CEO Williams, are you really going to Y City?” “Tate Corporation does not have much business in Y City. If you’re making a trip there personally, don’t you think it’s a little…” Zoey ran her fingers through her hair and turned to look at her assistant. “I want to. Do you have an opinion about that?” Assistant, “...”

Nef and Ron were already on the way towards their table. Zion rubbed his brows as he felt a sudden pain but there was no choice to follow the hungry friends. With their tummies, their eyes were also hungry and thirsty and that thirst can only be quenched by looking at the hot girls. When the girls saw them, they were over the cloud nine. Zion is no less than Roman or Greek God. Slightly tanned skin, dark eyes, dark hair, tall height, perfectly balanced and muscled body, high IQ, a heir of the top IT company of the country, in short he is perfect in every way and a dream guy of every girl.

After the boy took a deep breath he looked back at Zacarias. -I'm 24 years old sir. It may sound a bit strange but… the Roset family has a certain special taste for omegas, especially if they are young.

"We're leaving this country, we are heading to Germany. Germany is secure no zombies there yet we have to inform all their Militaries so that they can help bomb China and Washington before the whole world will be spread with zombie virus." "If China is bombed my dad and my brother is going to die." "How are you sure your brother and your father are still alive? just grow up boy. What is your name?" "Am Zhang Wei by name and the last born of Mr Li Wei. The owner of People's Hospital Tiajin." "No wonder you're behaving like a kid." ********************** Mr Li Chong and Mr Anabel George saw two men walking freely in the midst of zombies, they were packing things into one big building.

The scent of tea and sandalwood drifted through the air. We entered a large room lit only by lantern light. At the center of the room sat an elderly man behind a low table. His silver hair was combed back neatly, his posture perfectly straight despite his age. A porcelain tea set rested before him as he calmly poured two cups. Without looking up, he spoke. “You took your time coming to see me, Mr. Edison.” His voice was calm… but sharp. This was Zixuan Yang. The most powerful businessman in China. I walked forward and sat across from him.

ELDER ZHOU Elder Zhou sat at the head of the table, having breakfast with his family. He was a tall man in his mid-fifties, with sharp grey eyes and dirty blonde hair streaked with gray. He was wise, calm, and respected. He was one of the King’s most trusted men and had served him for many years. When the King was dying, Elder Zhou had been one of the few who fought hard to find him a mate, someone who could help heal him and give him an heir.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

“Zoe! Aren’t you going home yet?” Yuna Gutierrez, Zoe’s friend, yelled. They were chatting loudly because there were only two of them remained in the office. They prefer to be left out since it is inconvenient for them to take the elevator every time they go home.