Zach X Drake Novels & Stories

"What could possibly be more important than securing your future?" He shook his head slowly, leaning back in his leather chair. "You continue to be a profound disappointment, Drake. You couldn't even secure the top academic ranking. Tell me, how do you expect to lead this pack and command the respect of the elders when you let an omega girl beat you out for valedictorian?" The insult picked at my nerves. I fought the urge to talk back, biting down on my lower lip until I thought I might draw blood. My fists clenched tightly to the side, my knuckles ached from it.

“I’m sorry about that.” “It’s alright, Mr. Hart.” Drake smiled kindly. “When did you arrive? You should’ve called,” Jason went on with the conversation. “Oh, it was sudden,” Drake replies, shrugging. “I didn’t know I was coming too until four days ago. I just landed on Monday.” “That’s exhausting.” Jason continued nibbling on his paccheri. “Is Chris already in college?” Drake asked again. “He’s attending Columbia,” Arianna answered. “Great. An Ivy League school,” he praised.

~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.

However, since she was pale earlier, her bashfulness was not obvious. Of course, Xander was not looking at her either. He was just looking coldly at the two people in front of him. These two people were members of a very powerful organization. Drake was considered the third-in-command there. He had a very disgusting fetish, where he loved being a hooligan and forcing women into going home with him, otherwise he would feel the experience lacking. So, he would get down and would capture the women himself. Previously, Xander had come across this and had already punished him severely. But he had forgotten his lesson.

Before I could make a decision, somebody pull Andrew away from me. “Outside, douche!” I would recognize that voice anywhere. And suddenly, I’m no longer tipsy. Hearing him was more powerful than ten shots of caffeine. “Hey, dude. What’s the…” Andrew began asking, but Zach put an arm around his shoulder and pulled him toward the exit. “Hey, hey guys!” Drake said, his voice full of warning. We watched as Zach dragged Andrew away. “What’s that about?” Drake shook his head and heaved a frustrated sigh. “Not this again! I warned him! Stupid!”

the man wheezed, blood bubbling at the corner of his mouth. Drake didn't hesitate. He shifted his weight and drove his heel into the man’s temple. A dull thunk, and the stranger went limp. Drake turned, surveying me with a sharp, calculating gaze before extending a hand. "I hate to say it, Zack," he said, his voice dropping into a smoother, kinder register as he pulled me to my feet. "But you're a walking disaster." I leaned against the brick, my head spinning. "Tell me something I don't know."

Zara dismissed his apologies "I am fine, I was just waiting for you to get home. Have you eaten?" "No, I just had a few drinks with Mark and Justin with our friends." "You are in luck then. I will microwave your plate of food. Go and shower once you come out, you will eat." "Thanks, wifey." Drake gave Zara a deep-mouthed kiss and ran off to shower, he felt joy all over him. He came back to the room and asked her to shower with him. "No, I have already showered." Zara insisted "Alright, come and watch me bathe. You don't have to do anything." Drake pleaded he began to undress in front of her and the way her eyes sparkled as she watched him did things to his body.

Xander lifted that bimbo off his lap, rushed to the stranger behind me, and did a brotherly hug and ruffled the stranger's hair. Drake and Xander had similar features but drake was slightly shorter than Xander about 6'3 probably. He had strong grey eyes unlike Xander's ocean blue eyes, other than that they had features similar to each other. They both had blemish-free radiant skin that had a healthy glow to it. Both had lean built and strong aura around them. They both were incredibly handsome, there was no doubt in it. After their little gesture, Xander took a seat opposite me near Tyra. And Drake took a seat beside me.

Liliana retorted. “He’s actually a...,” replied Maddison, opting to not finish the sentence. They would continue to go in circles unless she gave Liliana what she wanted. “His name is Morgan Drake and he’s a doctor by profession.” Liliana went to work, typing away on her phone. When the search on one social media app turned up nothing, she moved to the next. After a few minutes of searching, she put down her phone and let out a sigh. “I can’t find him. I think he’s a ghost.”

“Emma and Chuks. Tasha and Ian. Brittany and Claire. Sam and Ruby....” Ryder leaned back in his chair like he was too good for all of it. “Zachary Jameson....” Professor Staks paused. My spine stiffened. I hoped it wasn't a self obsessed turd. Please God, please. “and Michelle Jackson.” Ouf, the gamer girl? Thank Goodness. Professor Staks coughed. "Sorry Michelle goes with Antonio Vonn. I meant Zachary Jameson and Mr Summers."