Zack Foster Anime Novels & Stories

He seemed to be trying to understand this unseen interest Anna has. Anna didn’t want to explain the appeal of anime to Zack. She didn't want to explain how she found the muscular villains attractive. Or how anime had a tendency of promoting romance between bad boys and seemingly innocent girls. That delinquents like him were the appeal... “What does it matter? Let me go already.” Zack's grip on her shoulders tightened once more, his fingers digging into her skin through her grey jersey. He ignored her demand to be let go and focused solely on the conversation. “What does it matter?” he repeats, his voice low and intense. “It matters because I’m trying to figure out what you see in that loser

Chips were spread out everywhere, Suzu curled between us, and Yuki doing voices for every single character. "If I were in that movie, I would be the brooding, misunderstood barista-slash-secret-billionaire," he stated, striking a foolish pose. I snorted. "Right. And Creed would be your tough ex-marine bodyguard with a heart of gold." He sighed. "That's actually kind of close. Maybe I should jot down notes on this." Then his smile disappeared. "What's wrong?" He gazed at me, eyes suddenly solemn. "Zara." I sat up straight. "What about her?"

he answers and before I know what I'm doing, I'm running, jumping straight into his arms as mine go snugly around his neck. "Oh my God, Zack!" I whisper between sobs. His arms pull me closer and the tears overtake me. I can hardly catch my breath. A distant fluttering of wings clips my attention but I don't care. My brother is alive and that's all that matters right now. Zack finally lets go and I reluctantly pull back to study him, still in shock that he's standing right in front of me. Something is off. The shape of his face is different, or maybe it's his hair. I squint, hoping it will help me focus a little better, but it's difficult-the light in here is dim as hell. I see it when we loc

he threatened. Intrigued, I crossed my arms over my chest and watched him and his weak attempt to scare me. "Oh really?" My lips tugged up slightly, "I think you are going to need proof for that" I told him Taken aback, he tilted his head to study my face. "You really have no idea who I am and what I can do" he spoke in a low tone of voice. "Well, I know your name is Zack and you are just like every other student here. Nothing more" I emphasized on the 'nothing more'

Sitting at a table with Kyle, Steve, Suzie, and Grayson I cannot stop myself from staring at Alpha Zac as he addresses the pack. I thought Grayson was delicious-looking, but fuck he was just a snack compared to Alpha Zac. He is built like a sex god. He was at least a foot taller than me, with chocolate brown hair that was perfectly tousled. Longer on the top, short on the sides. Piercing blue eyes, the same color as the rivers around us. A slight bit of scruff was neatly outlined on his sharp jawline. I could see every budging muscle under his dress shirt. Corded forearms were showing as his sleeves were rolled back.

He was slowly losing some of that awkwardness that came with being a child, and a pang of sadness hit me as I realized how quickly he’d shift into a pre-teen, and eventually an adult. It was hard to hold onto that solemn feeling when Zack let out another spout of laughter, reacting to something Apollo had said. The warrior was perched on the arm of the love seat, his eyes vibrant with interest as he spoke with Zack. There was still that odd light in his eyes, one of madness and trauma, which flickered when he tilted his head and spoke his reply. I was gearing up to walk over there when my gaze drifted but a few inches and landed on a pair of dark irises that belonged to none other than Anton

A small tsunami was created by his attack when the water came out of the pool to run over Zack who was shocked by it. But instead of getting angry, chuckles came out of his mouth. He's gripping his neck as he vomits all the water he accidentally drank, he even violently kicks some toward Zandro. "What's with you, Z? Are you crazy? Would you really kill me just because I watched your wife bathing?" But humor never visited his face. "Ask yourself the same question. Would you really wanna die just because of your perversity?" "Goodness, Z! As if I could take her oozing hot body with me." Zack even rolled his eyes skyward. "And you don't like her, do you? You were just playing with that woman!"

Humans were open to diseases like crazy anyway. “No worries,” Zhao rasped, his voice rough with emotion. “Just…lost in thought.” He forced a smile, the muscles in his cheeks unfamiliar with the movement. It’s been years remember? “Your hair is so cool!” the boy exclaimed, unfazed by Zhao’s strained demeanor. “Like Gojo! Do you know Gojo? He’s my favorite anime character!” he seemed to peruse Zhao once again and shook his head. “No, I don’t think you are an anime character. Are you a spy?”

At first, they tested my skills, which I am good at, and trained me to become stronger to earn my position in their pack. "You've finally become officially one of our members, Sammy!" I was staggered while trying to push Zack away, who had suddenly appeared and rushed towards me with a big hug. Zack had blonde hair with blue eyes. He is our sunshine whose energy was already on top and there would always a smile plastered on his lips which could draw people closer. It was also the reason why we became close to each other. He was like the saint in our group who would easily forgive if someone did wrong to him as long as it didn't cross his boundaries.

Are you mentally prepared for that? Zack scoffed. "If I set my mind to it, there's nothing I can't do." He gazed out of the car window, a distant look in his eyes. As the sun dipped below the horizon, its orange glow fell on his slender shoulders, making him seem like a dazzling figure straight out of a comic book. Angela said nothing more. Instead, she silently glanced at Dexter. Their eyes met, and at that moment, they both understood why Zack suddenly wanted to change.