Zachery Brooks Novels & Stories

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

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Too bad no one noticed how outrageously cool Zayn was, or he would have taken the world by storm. He looked so much like the king of a mountain named after kingship! All but one did notice. Paxton “Ares” Brooks saw how it played from his hiding spot on the peak of another mountain. He gazed upon Zayn’s erect back and exclaimed sincerely, “God, this youngster is only gonna keep showing us old-timers up from now onward! Zayn Larson is insane!”

~~18 years old~~ Trevor alighted from the old beat-up truck he often drove and sprinted inside the clinic. He halted by the reception desk and puffed out a breath whilst holding his side. The blonde sitting in the tiny cubicle tilted her slender brows as she stared at him. "I am Trevor Williamson. My mom is here." The receptionist, whose name on her badge reads Charity nodded. She fixed the glasses she had slid down her nose to assess the boy who looked to be in his late teenage years back to her face.

Given the way he talked to Zachary just now, it was evident that they were not strangers that just met for the first time. Zachary picked the right timing to interrupt them, “Well, I accidentally fell just now. Mr. Brooks came over to help me.” He then raised his head to look at Maxwell. He looked at him with a grateful expression on his face and said, “I’m extremely grateful for your help, Mr. Brooks!” “You’re welcome,” Maxwell said in a courteous tone. Matteo smiled and said, “Maxwell is always passionate about helping other people!” He then looked at Zachary and asked, “Mr. Strombold, do you need my help?”

He stopped talking all of a sudden and went still, looking behind me and that's when I realised Jayden was right there. "What's going on here?" I heard his deep voice as he came and stood beside me, half naked with his pants hanging loosely around his waist and his arm wrapped around my shoulders. Fucking hell! "Mr.Brooks, Nice to meet you." Zach cleared his throat immediately and I was evident to me that he was trying to mask the feeling of hurt on his face. What was he about to say? I wanted to know. Is it possible that Zach had wanted to kiss me last night?

“Brother Tyr, Zachery has been a good friend of mine for tens of years now. Out of respect for me, can Brother Tyr…” “Are you trying to speak for him?” Drake shuddered. He immediately shut up but kept giving Zachery eye signals like he was trying to convey something. Zachery was an intelligent man. He knew that what had happened today would not have a good ending so he grabbed a baseball bat over. In his younger days, Zachery had started out as a member of the mob society. When he took matters into his own hands, his viciousness had no bounds. With two swings of his bat, the bones in Liam’s knees shattered into pieces. With this, his biological son would never be able to stand again.

After we finished hanging out in the kitchen, we went out to the backyard after supper, where several people were already preparing for my acceptance ceremony. The Beta was standing on a small raised platform, a sharp dagger on a small table, it’s wrapped with black cloth. Nix's gaze was fixed on the weapon, which made me worry because his protective instincts is starting to kick in.

he said, stepping in between us. I cut my eyes at Ronan and fixed it on him. “Who are you?“ I asked, squinting my eyes in a bid to try and recognize him. “I am Zach. Zachary Levi, Mr. Graves assistant.” he dug into his breast pocket and handed me a small card. “I do apologize for Mr. Graves harsh intrusive questions. He just gets a little bit heated whenever it comes to the subject of children. Mr. Graves simply wants to avoid… future complications regarding paternity.”