Zack Torres Novels & Stories

They didn’t raise their guns… but they didn’t smile either. One of the guards pressed a finger to his earpiece, murmuring something low. Seconds later, the door swung open. Torres stepped out. He was mid-forties, tan suit despite the heat, gold chain glinting at his throat. His smile was lazy, but his eyes were sharp… the kind that measured every move before deciding if it was worth killing for. “Ace,” he said, spreading his arms. “You are either very brave… or very stupid.” Ace grinned. “Usually both.”

"Alejandro!" Zara's thought process really said 📈📉📈 Also, I love Yasmeen's energy and confidence.

he said as he placed a file on his desk along with a key on top of it. “This is the key to your new office. And this file has the list of all your upcoming appointments.” “I don't understand, Beta Rodriguez. What am I supposed to do?” I asked him when he finally looked at me. “You are supposed to help in the orphanage and help newly found couples find suitable homes for themselves,” he answered, and I nodded my head. Knock knock. I turned towards the door when it opened to reveal Jasper. He bowed at us both as he stood behind me. “This is Jasper Denis. My most skilled warrior. He will show you around the pack today.”

“I’m sorry” “Mmm…. Not as sorry as I’ll be once I’m able to mark you. Like Jake said before, your ours Tori. Now and forever” then with that said does Zak move to kiss Tori. His hand cupping the back of his head as he moves to deepen the kiss. Tori clinging to Zak’s shirt as he moves to moan again. Clearly enjoying Zak’s touch. A soft smirk rising as Alex moves to stand next to them. Hunger burning deep within his eyes as he waits for his turn. Each of us patient when it came down to Tori. Our Luna. Our Mate. Our Gamma.

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

Zack replied, his eyes already skimming through the lockers. Roy shot up from his seat, his brow knitting in confusion. “Chris? What do you want with him? He is dead.” “That’s exactly what I want to find out. If he is dead or not. But first, all I need is his photo,” Zack said and began opening the lockers. Upon noticing the old man staring down at him as if he had lost his mind, he stood up from his crouching position and stared back at him, his eyes narrowing. “Now are you going to help me or just stand there like I've gone mad?”

Is he still in the field? I overheard the freshies as I wait for them to finish. "Omg! His full name is Zack Jersey Mendoza Zendaya. He ranked one again. How amazing!" The curly girl said. She widened her eyes in amazement. I recalled having the same reaction the first time I saw his grades. "Oh, such an amazing guy. He tops almost all the subjects. Look, look, 98 for all the subjects he ranked first," her friend replied. Well, what can I say? I'm always proud of my best friend.

he said. "what car are we using" I asked still wondering on he intends sneaking us in without people noticing. It would be wrong to steal the show from the organizers. I mean with our influence,looks, money and all, we can make the other guys green with envy. I use a Pagani Zonda HP Barchetta and apart from its super fastness. It's also super magmatic. It drags out girls from whenever they are to itself.

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!”

The hard etched edge of his adonis belt drew my focus to the tented front of his jeans. His thick fingers make slow work to unbuckle his belt, I barely blink my eyes and his jeans are around his ankles. He steps out of them and forward as a thick rod bobbed in front of me. My wolf presses forward, such a hussy as she preens and purrs. Fuck. Me. Tate was well endowed but holy Goddess, Zac was hashtag blessed. My face heats. “Like what you see?” I whip around at lightning speed, my wet locks whipping me in the face as I hear him step into the shower.