Zack From Final Fantasy 7 Novels & Stories

It wad quite hidden and dark that was why when a movement caught my eye, I squnited my eyes to see better. Curious me couldn't stop myself from getting a closer look at whoever it was and I was shocked when I did. It was Zack. He had a cigarette between his lips. Just as he removed it and blew out the smoke, he turned his head and noticed me. "You have got to be fucking kidding me" he muttered somewhat angrily and stared at the wall in front of him. "You just happen to have a weed every time" I said incredulously. "You shouldn't be here" he said, still not looking at me.

He prepared everything; he even instructed Dillon and Lilac to take care of everything. A victory party will happen, but it’s a proposal behind the scenes—the grand proposal of the ruthless alpha king. Drake sat on the couch playing with his son, Zeus Calvin. His son inherited his eyes; even the mold of his facial features resembled him. His son was totally like him when he was still a kid. Zeus gets his mother’s lips; soft, red rose lips, and even her mother’s hair color. “Hey, where’s everyone?” Emily asks Drake who was playing with her son, Zeus.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

“Why don't you just give up Zack, the wolfsbane is deep into your system and you look like you're dying.” “Hum, you are mommy's boy, I guess you believed that your dad’s death was accidental,” Zack said, resting on a black SUV with blood coming out from his ear.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that." "H-how did it happen, Zack?" My eyes fall away from his, finally asking the question I've been meaning to ask him this whole time. "How did you come back?" His brows push together and he takes in a deep breath. "I'm not exactly sure, honestly. One day I was a fighting fires and the next, I was standing before the Seraph Council, talking to them about what my duties were. At least that's how I remember it. I was scared to death, just like you, but they took time to mentor me, making sure I understood what was going on-and that being here was because of our family lineage." He squeezes my hand. "Exactly like it is for you."

Not long after, he received a response from Drack: “Consider it done. We’ll have eyes and ears everywhere. Stay focused, Zack.” As they awaited updates from their friends, each moment for Zack was filled with fear and anxiety. The support from Shun and Drack, despite their ties to the criminal world, gave him a glimmer of hope. He knew that these friends, despite their dark pasts, were loyal to him.

Now…the only thing fictional is my mating bond to that brute Brandon. Zarion heaved a deep sigh and nodded. The man who has now a name, Zack, loosened his grip on me. The corner of his mouth turned upwards, and he looked like reassuring me that he was not going to hurt me. A sense of relief swept away my doubts and worries. Zarion looked at me and jerked his chin. “He’s not going to hurt you. Stay, and don’t go far away from me. Understood?” “Yes.” It was a simple and straightforward answer.

it read and I got everything I needed before making my way out. “You’re ready?” Zack asked as he stepped out of his black Audi. He wore black dress pants and a white short sleeved shirt. His curly hair rested on the top of his forehead casually and he was looking like a meal. I nodded. “Just a little nervous.” “Don’t be.” He stared me down. “You look great.” “You don’t look so bad yourself.” “We still have time so if there’s anything you want to get-“ “No. I’m okay.”

Zack confidently replies, "Despite his annoying behavior, I know I can trust him." Suddenly, Damon shouts, "I heard that, ZORNZON wolf!" Zack retorts, "Well, fuck you, flirty vamps!”

Kain was wearing nothing but his boxers. “I’ll take care of the boxes,” said Everlee. “Cal, carry Alessandro. Babe—” “I know. I got this piece of shit. I couldn’t believe he was about to kill us all,” he said regrettably, “but we have to hurry before another reinforcement arrives.” “Hey. Can you stand up just for a few seconds?” Zack nodded, grimacing, holding his wound. I put his arm around my shoulder and helped him get up. “Fuck.” He groaned, hissing.