Zack From Final Fantasy 7 Mga Nobela at Kwento

*Inside Zack's department* Zach is in the upper building glass gigantic window watching his bestfriend train, he has wanted to tell Phil his plan but his behavior earlier made him refrain before he jeopardize what he has planned whether intentional or from slip. A person lightly speed and knelt by his side raising a documents up from his hand, Zach turned and collected it "Is it the all?" He asked and the all in black spy nodded "Yes boss" He started flipping the pages and pictures reading and checking the pictures, when he was done he looked up the man male "You can go now" he said, the spy nodded and left.

Zack had always been unpredictable, his anger a force of nature when unleashed. I shifted slightly, wincing as pain laced through my body. My limbs felt like lead, my head throbbing from where it had hit the tiles. But beyond the physical pain, a deeper ache settled in my chest—Alex's betrayal cut deeper than I wanted to admit. The door creaked open, and a familiar presence filled the room before I even saw him. Zack. His aura was undeniable—dark, commanding, and intense. "You’re awake," his voice was quiet, yet it carried a weight that sent a chill down my spine.

Zhang *Club* "Let me just die it's better to die and surrender myself to the zombies to eat me before they forced the door to open." He stood up and walked closer to the door trembling opened it, then closed his eyes but there's no single zombie outside the building again. The next thing he saw was a man he dressed like a cow boy and hold a hunter gun. "Who are you man?" Zhang Wei asked him The man smile's and said "Am Albert Dickson from Texas but base in China for now. So tell me who are you and why only you inside here?"

~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.

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.

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