Z Nation Tv Shows Novels & Stories

Zaya flicked her hair sassily, trying to outshine Celine in a way that was so child-like and hilarious. But instead of laughing, I broke down into more tears, hearing her voice... I...I never believed I would be lucky to hear my daughter speak ever again. I'd both being worried and bereaved knowing their sixth year birthday was near and it pained me that Zion would begin school without his sister. The three of them left with Zion and Zaya arguing who was prettier in a gown, Celine chuckled all the way. At the door, Zion stopped and turned to me. "Miss Nancy told me that God was watching over Zaya and He was healing her, she said God promised to bring Zaya back." With a bright smile, he compl

Zendaya's point of view I can't believe Zoe. This is the disadvantage of having a daughter that talks too much. I feel so embarrassed right now. I wonder what's going on in Nathan's mind. He didn't say anything, he just smiled and continued eating the cookies. Zoe wanted to say something again, but I didn't let her. I firmly covered her mouth with my palm. I'm sure she's trying to defend herself by saying that she didn't misunderstand what I told her.

she said deliberately. "Aren't you going after the 'Nirvana in Fire' every night? Aren't you going to chase it tomorrow?" Zac scratched her nose. What a loyal audience of the TV dramas at 8 pm! She could watch all kinds of gossip shows and special effects dramas except some less hearty ones. "I watched its finale just now." She pouted again. Zac put his arm around her shoulder. "If you want to watch a movie, I'll go with you the day after tomorrow. I have something to do tomorrow evening, so I may come back very late."

G****E. . . Nana woke up earlier than usual the next day which was Sunday and she is feeling so giddy, lightheartedly silly that Zayn will be with her at home the whole day. She's kind of expecting Maaysa to show up also and is holding her breath because the new Maaysa, you never know what is wrong with her. Nana sighed before deciding to take a hot bath since the whether is chilly and she just felt like cooking something amazing for them with the help of internet and some apps she downloaded on how to cook meals. The school she registered also added her in a W******p group and they're already sending so many amazing dishes and how to make them.

"You're just a child, what do you know about fitness?" "Of course I know, Brother Zion frequently watches those bodybuilding shows and the men on the shows look just like you. Honestly, they're so nice to look at!" Nathaniel felt a headache coming on when he saw that his daughter was about to drool. This little girl couldn't be this lascivious at such a young age, could she? "You're not allowed to watch those kinds of programs in the future." "But my brother likes to watch it." Rita immediately blamed Zion for everything.

"You know, Nadya, you're starting to hurt my feelings here. I'm startin' to think you're just not that into me." "Perish the thought." The TV remote in my hand, I turned on the TV. Maybe today would be the day I would give that show a watch. Ah, yes, here we go. God knew I needed more comedy in my life. "Oh, this is a good one!" Zee flipped himself over, smashing his ass into my ankles. I howled, and he at least looked apologetic, removing my feet from under him as I turned the air blue with my cursing, rubbing at tender ankles. "Sorry! I just, this is my unwinding show. Like whenever I'm topside, after a rough day at work, I just plop down and watch this."

“You can’t do this.” “I already did.” Zade opened the door and gestured for security. Two guards entered, their presence filling the room. They grabbed him on either arm and hauled him out of the room. “Damien, please—” he tried to plead again. “Goodbye, Nathan.” That was it. The guards escorted him out, his voice fading down the hallway. When the door finally shut again, the silence returned. I sat back down, letting out a slow breath. Then, my gaze drifted to the muted television mounted on the far wall. The news channel was running another segment on the Nathan scandal?

Madeline hissed, the words catching in her throat. Nathan had been glued to the television for days, pacing the small living room like a predator in a cage. He’d been oscillating between staring at the screen and tearing through every newspaper Madeline allowed into the house. She’d been fastidious, burning the morning posts and hiding the remote, but this was a tactical disaster. Zack was too polished, too believable. And the kid—Lucas—was a mirror image of Nathan. Even through the grainy broadcast, the boy’s cadence, the way he tilted his head while speaking to the reporters, was pure Durand.

Rayne's POV “Nathan, Zia's out of prison. She got an appeal and somehow proved her insanity," I complained. “I know. I found out this morning. But that doesn't seem to be the only thing on your mind. What is it?” Nathan said, pulling back as his eyes locked onto mine.

“Oh my God! I can't believe this!” Holding up two plates of mac and cheese, Kate looked funny as she pointed excitedly at the TV screen where live news was displaying a bold and clear headline. ETHAN HAWKINS: THE NATION’S HUSBAND RETURNS! Zia scrunched up her nose at the weird report and stood up to save her meal from Kate, digging into it hungrily. “Ethan Hawkins? What’s the big deal about him?” Zia asked curiously as she ate. Her gaze returned to the TV screen showing a reporter giving a briefing as they ran towards the entrance of a big building.