Zack Final Fantasy Novels & Stories

This is the last offer. Kael, Draven, and I stared at the screen together. The timer kept counting. The second drop was still live. Elias had not found it. And the man who controlled the code was finished waiting.

Zac. He stood right on the edge of the clearing. Just out of the reach of the fire. But he wasn’t just standing there. He was… I don’t know, vibrating? His eyes weren't normal brown eyes, they were filled with rags and I could see them glowing yellow. They were looking straight at me, then over to Zara, who dangled above the flames. I saw his face. I saw the exact moment something in him just… broke. It wasn’t anger. It was something older, darker. Something primal.

Once again, the finger cracked, and Zack screamed in pain. Lord Raines who was beside him, said, “Young Master, I don't think you should waste your precious time on a worthless little man like him. You better leave this bastard to me, and I'll take him to Mr. Jose's crocodile farm and allow the beasts to tear him to pieces." Upon hearing this, Zack was shocked and exclaimed, “Such a great Mr. Raines, this is all just a misunderstanding. I am a relative of Adam Reinhart." Russell Raines furrowed his brows and asked, "You are a relative of Adam Reinhart?"

Baby Zak seemed to forgive me for stealing her Unca Ty. The next morning when we met the others at Zak's and Vanessa's for breakfast, she gave him a lecture or her version of one and reached out for me instead. He looked hurt and mumbled something under his breath about fucking females before Zak told him to suck it up. Her defection didn't last long however since he spent the whole of breakfast trying to win back her charms, which caused his brothers to tease him unmercifully. He didn't seem to care though as long as his baby Zak gave him one of her sweet smiles.

Trying not to laugh, Yoko crossed his heart and then said, “I promise that I am done being Bel’s gossip partner.” “Right,” Zane drawled and rolled his eyes. Then he returned to stuffing dried cereal in his mouth, only to raise his head again when Yoko asked, “Are we still down for tonight, for the last step of plan one.” “Of course,” Zane replied nonchalantly. Giving him a questionable look, Yoko couldn’t hold back his tongue and blurted out, “It’s just that you look like that.” “That doesn’t matter. Tonight is all up to the Timber mafia.” Zane explained in a serious manner.

Alina cooed in a comforting tone. I grimaced, "How do you know. There's no telling what I sent him into. I didn't think this through properly and he fucking agreed to this dumb idea. What have I done?" I ran ahead through my hair, tousling it further. "I can still feel him, his energy, so that means he's doing just fine. He's a fighter Zion. Unlike your mother, he was built for war. I hate to say it, but he stands a higher chance here so have faith in the odds." Her voice was so emotionless. The stoic expression masking her face seemingly odd. I knew it was because of the dark magic.

unfortunately,the arrival of an unwanted guest shattered the moment. A head of brown tinted hair abruptly blocked his view. Looking at the intruder Zeke sighed - in annoyance "why,are you here, Zack?" His expression instantly turned stern. He deeply regretted ever giving Zack his passcode Zack still mesmerized by the sight before him asked "who is that beautiful damsel?" Zack Castillo - The young master is the Castilo family,is one of Zeke's closest Friends. known as a wealthy and ruthless playboy, Zack rarely showed genuine interest in anyone.

'Tara inquired, "Am a man of policy" Zack says, "and I don't sleep with a woman anyhow" Zack says, "and don't allow your daydream to turn out to be a nightmare?" Zack says, "You are evil, we had a deal of twenty-five million nairas before I left Johannesburg, and I came back, you change everything to a real relationship of suffering and smiling, am tired of your attitude towards me, pay me off and let me get out of your life forever" 'Tara says,

Zack’s fingers shook as he traced the heavy silver embroidery on the lapel of his black wedding suit. The silk felt cold, a constant reminder of the hollow ritual ahead. He looked like a prince of Havenfall, but inside, he was already a ghost. He remembered three years ago, standing in this same dressing room. Nathan had adjusted his tie, his hands lingering on Zack’s chest, his eyes promising a protection that felt like a sanctuary. Back then, Zack was a broken boy pulled from Logan’s cellar. Now, he was just a liability being liquidated.

If he has a few secrets, it would be his rights, Zane,’ Zack apprehended his wolf as Zane rolled his eyes. ‘Suit yourself, little boy,’ Zane replied before he sat quietly in Zack’s mind. “I think I might go,” Zack said, sighing loudly. He had been avoiding the Folk Festival ever since Samantha rejected him after three chances from the Moon Goddess. Damien arched his eyebrow as Zack was smiling. “Might I ask what changed your mind for you to attend the festival?” Damien said as Zack shrugged. “Oh… I don’t know… Maybe your story about the legendary Shifters of Cyprus. The mating bond by the Moon Goddess was pretty convincing, I tell you,” Zack said, smiling like an idiot he was. Damien chuckle