Romans & histoires Zack From Final Fantasy 7

She squeezed Kai’s hand gently, feeling truly blessed. But the peaceful moment shattered when a tall, handsome young man approached their table. The moment Kai saw him, his charming smile vanished completely. His jaw tightened and his body tensed beside her. Zack. Son of Prince Zane and Indigo, Kai’s cousin. Tall with sharp features, dark hair, and piercing blue eyes, Zack carried himself with easy confidence. A slight, mocking smirk played on his lips as he stopped in front of them. “Congratulations, cousin,” Zack said smoothly, his voice dripping with false warmth. “What a beautiful wedding. And what a… surprising choice of bride.”

" Her large blue eyes ran over me as she chirped and I felt violated. I held Ashr's arm tightly. "I'm called Zax and I am Ashr's mate," I stated boldly and both Jordein and Briya chuckled. I furrowed my brow and Ashr reaffirmed my claim and they both quieted. Ashr went up to his easy two foot taller son and asked what he wanted from him and the boy looked puzzled. Jordein ran his fingers through his short black hair and sighed.

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

"Hello?" "Mr. Flint, I've just returned from the Squirrel team. I managed to pry the truth out of Mr. Guzman's mouth," Zack said, stepping out of the door and standing in front of his car. He twisted his head to look back at the building, his expression complex and heavy. Julien listened, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "Go on." Zack took a deep breath, calming his inner turmoil before slowly speaking. "Mr. Guzman said..." He hesitated, unable to get to the point.

“Zack would have make sure he lives his last years on Earth to the fullest but he didn’t consider that. Rather he put others people’s interest first before his. I won’t let that decision scatters his life’s work.” Lucas didn’t say anything at first but he requested for a chair. He took and sat opposite me as his gaze met mine. The electricity I felt once at his office was restored as it moved down my spine. “Since you are ready for this, I’d to warn you concerning some aspects. Never talk about the asset but you can let them know about Zack’s mission and the cure for the death drug. Make sure they know that the ‘Night Craving’ for control and power is really a disease.”

I sighed again but relaxed my stance. “Same time tomorrow?” I asked, grabbing my water bottle from the side. “You don’t want a day off?” he asked, and I shook my head “Okay, sure same time tomorrow,” He started off towards the door and then turned. “Chase on his way?” he asked and looked around. I could see even now the asessing look in his eyes, watching for hidden danger. Zack really was a good Gamma and a good warrior. “I can wait,” he offered. I shook my head again.

Old friend, we have to quit meeting like this…. ***** I work to blink my heavy eyes open, hospital, I’m back in the hospital. I take in my surroundings and I see Alpha Zac. Is it weird to keep calling him Alpha Zac? Should I just call him Zac now? Zac is sitting in a chair with his arm on the rest holding his head up as he gently snores. Wow, he is so gorgeous. His brown hair is a little messy but still somehow perfect. These gorgeous lashes grace where I know his sparkling sapphires are hiding, I see some dark circles as well, what a wild day this has been.

From the manner of speech and the tone, Harvey was able to deduce that Zack was the speaker despite the altered voice. Only, Harvey couldn’t understand why Zack was involved with the Yateses of America. If they needed a hired hand for the job, they would’ve chosen a man from overseas. Perhaps a mercenary, or something of the sort. Why on earth would they use Zack Zimmer? … Meanwhile, inside a warehouse. Zack put down the phone. As his whole head was covered in bandages, his emotions weren’t visible to the eye. Beside him, Edward burst out laughing. “Not bad! You did pretty good!”

“Zack?? Zeus called out surprisingly, he never thought he would go this length even after he sent warnings to him. He would never mistake his voice for another person even though he could not see his face. “Wow, it's an honor that you could recognize me,” Zack said emotionlessly. “Tell your puppet to drop his gun or I blow your head off,” he continued. Mark’s face squeezed in anger, a whole mafia? If someone wanted to happen to be a puppet then it would be his friend, not him but that's a topic for another day. Zeus looked around and could not find any of Zack’s armed forces, he was rest assured that nothing happened to Hazel the moment he saw her squeeze her face lightly.

His lips simply linger there, gently kissing and sucking on my sensitive skin. Suddenly, the delicious feelings were stolen away, and I was left with a cold breeze on my neck. Hearing his chuckle, I slowly opened my eyes and lifted my head. He was laughing at me. “I did not believe you were that immune to the feelings. You see, little mate; you want me as much as I want you. You just think you should not share those feelings because of your little boy toy,” Zack says as he steps away from me, starting to drag me towards a waiting SUV.