Zack Morris X Novels & Stories

Just like I've seen him a million times before. But never before had his singing drawn me to him like the ratman's flute playing. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment. Suddenly I was damn sure this was a mistake. “Hey Tate!” someone snapped me out of my despair. I blinked and saw Zack playing drums in Fallen. He was a bit smaller than the other boys, but he made up for it with a lot of muscle. He had energy for two and was always smiling. When we last met two years ago, he had grown his hair and wore a cap all the time. Today, he already had a dark brown hair curled into a rubber band and reached a little below his shoulders. And right now he was grinning at me like a monkey.

I look at him, at the angry expression he had strewn on his face, it can't be any good thing, it makes me fucking nervous that I even have to consider such a thing, but I still need to be sure, and hold out my breath as good as I can. "Who have you been meeting when you go out every night, London?" Zane question. I gasp. Quickly wrapping my hands around my mouth, I stifle the shock as my legs start dancing in place, I start moving so fast, but I can't go anywhere. I am stuck between Zane's muscular arms. It sucks. "Zane..." I call out and he shakes his head, slowly, he starts pulling away from me. "Do you want to explain who I am going to kill because of you?" he demands his brown eyes flash

His obsession is needed to get Zendaya out of Xander's house and life. Without bothering to knock, I threw open the door and walked into him thrusting hard into a she-wolf. What's with Zack and sex. It's just two days since Zendaya left and he's already fvcking someone. I thought he's obsessed and wants her and isn't he scared Madison might walk into him? What a dick! He sprang up immediately he saw me, covering his rock-hard tool. The girl he was banging picked up her clothes and scampered off.

No thanks to my mouth. Zack was a strong personality. He had a mixture of three personalities in all. Sometimes, he could be mysterious. Next, he’s adventurous. Other times, he could be flirty and seductive. Which a part of me inwardly craved… To do dark things I’d never imagined I could do. “Too bad you won’t hear that from me then. I don’t do promises.” He says. His chiseled jaw still looked firm in spite of his non-shaved state as a result of us being stranded on a lonely island for days.

Alonzo’s limousine sped away into the night. “Are you okay?” Markos asked, his tone softer now. I nodded, though my hands were still shaking. The thought that something could have happened was appalling. “Thank you. I don’t know what he was planning, but it didn’t feel right.” Markos’s expression hardened. “Alonzo is a sex trafficker, Hazel. You need to be careful.” I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “How do you know?” He didn’t answer me. Instead, he opened the passenger door for me and gestured for me to enter. The tension between us was palpable, the silence was heavy, filled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.

Morrigan can clearly remember the day Colfre first saved her, the first time they met vividly like it just happened yesterday. The memory of that day where she danced with death underwater with the threat of drowning and a perpetrator assassinating her. She can clearly remember how she sank down the deep part of the pool thinking it will be her eternal abyss, where her life will end in that moment not until a young man clad in black jumped in the water and saved her from her almost demise. A young man with ginger hair and bright hazel eyes brought her back to the surface just in time.

She needed to pull herself together. --- Meanwhile, outside, Zacky walked to her car. He opened the trunk, grabbed her suitcase, and set it in front of her bedroom door without knocking. He didn’t want to scare her or make any stupid joke. He was just trying to be polite — or as polite as someone like him could manage. When he stepped onto the porch, he heard footsteps coming from the corral. Maurício appeared, wiping his hands on his jeans, wearing a mischievous grin. “There’s a beautiful lady in the house, boss,” he said, barely containing his excitement.

Zack's mom asked, “I went an errand for my dad” 'Tara retorted, “when is your senior sister getting married?“ Zack's mom asked, “I don't really know but I believed that It will happen soon” 'Tara says, “how are you son?“ his mom asked, “Am good mom” Zavk retorted, “did the doctor examine you today?“ his mom asked, “yes, he came to check on me this morning before 'Tara came” Zack replied,

Mimi retorted, “Zack, can you recognize me?“ his mom asked, “I don't know” he retorted and he demanded for water again which Mimi gave him more of energetic bottle water, “thank you and who are you, what am I doing here?“ Zack asked, “He can't recognize anybody, am doom, see what this good for nothing girl has done to my son, because of her he has lost his mind, and he has turned to a nuisance, how Is he going to recover” Zack's mom lamenting,

I am only going to have a few seconds to act, so I have to be really smart about it. “Why? Because you love Leopold? What a fool! He loves no one but himself, you are going to die waiting for him to love you back,” Grace assures me with a smirk. “That is non of your business,” I reply. Someone comes in the mine through the ample shaft in front of us. I draw my breath in when I see it is Zack accompanied by another Eel, they are both heavily armed. “Commander Mortensen is here,” he informs Xander. “He is coming down the ramp.”