Young Zayn Malik 소설 & 이야기

“Yikes, Queenie. Your so-called boyfriend is such a big talker!” Zayn sneered and said, “My uncle’s name is Walter York. If you really have the capability to get my uncle demoted, I will kneel and apologize to you!” Kayson immediately made a call to Xander.

"No, I made your favorite, which just takes like ten minutes to make, and you have orange juice straight from the garden; actually, Zayn made that, helping me off the stress. Zayn walked in to the living room just about that time. “I saw this sound in Tiktok that I wish I could use to greet you every day, so it goes like this. Blythe rolled his eyes, knowing he was going to burst in laughter very soon. “President general among the nations... Blythe just burst into laughter. “What does that even mean?” He said while laughing. “It's on Tiktok!!!” Zayn whined. Zayn was one of the three siblings; Zayn, Winnie, and Blythe are triplets. “I heard you guys are fighting over who's the eldest and not

Kai's POV "Say that again, Ethan," I growled, my fingers clamping onto the edge of my desk. My jaw clenched as I waited for him to repeat words that had already set my pulse racing wildly. The silence had stretched long, but when the words did come, Ethan sounded distinctly uncomfortable. "The boy. He was born in New Zealand two years ago. His birth certificate lists Michael Hartmann as the father." My fist came up onto the desk before I could catch it. It made a resounding thud that bounced back into the silent room. "You're telling me Zara gave birth to a boy and didn't feel that was something important enough to mention to me?"

Pierre extended his compliments. Looking at this couple, Malaika somehow thought about the possibility of being together with Yulli someday. Pierre and Yeti looked fine together. It was like they were a pair made by the goddess. They were both nineteen, and their good physical attributes made Malaika insecure. Especially that Seti was remarkably tall and slender. While her height was just average. Malaika’s built was slightly muscular because of her intense training.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

" Zayn smirked at the helpless condition of Kyle. Kyle clenched his teeth, "you little brat." "Stop calling me a little brat. I had a name. My name is Zayn." He said proudly. "So what little brat?" Kyle again stroked his hair, and Zayn almost yelled at him. "I warned you, don't touch my hair. I don't like when someone touch them. I hate it." Zayn gritted his teeth and clenched his fist so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Kyle looked at him and saw his mini version in him. He had the same gritting teeth and clenching fist habit on small matters because he got annoyed easily.

Nana pouted, scrolling through the endless pictures of teen and adult Zayn modelling a lot of outfits. "I'm not a girl! Maaysa is rubbing off you, I'm handsome." He rolled his eyes, scooting closer to her so that he could explain each picture and how he got contract with big magazines and how he came across so many celebrities. ° "You should go and see Maaysa, g-man." Rukayyah said from beside him when they finished eating their early dinner. She's trying to adjust and make room for Maaysa since she'll be living here in a week.

she said and pulled us out from the desk. That is the answer to why she is fixing herself. We are about to see one of the youngest billionaires; he is the fourth. I don't see him in any news or any platforms because according to the social media account. He will sue a reporter or paparazzi that post his pictures. Zayn Grey, Blaine Texer, and Jacob Miller are the top three youngest billionaires. We all stood by the entrance. One black sleek Lamborghini parked in the middle. 2 bodyguard cars were parked on both sides.

“She can’t hate the person she spent ten years of her life with, Mr. Graham. I am her first love. There’s no taking that away.” “Finn, shut the fuck up before I come shut you up myself!” Zayn snapped. In all his years of being a public figure, it was the first time he was acting out in public. Zayn had always prided himself in maintaining a clear head and a perfect thought system even in the middle of the most difficult of situations. He had never been seen exchanging words with anyone neither would he even stoop that low.