Zack X Rachel Novels & Stories

*Cynamon* I spend the rest of the day feeling like I am floating around on a pink cloud. .. Zac is the most amazing man, hell the most amazing human being I have ever met. We spend every minute together ... talking, holding hands, kissing ... and no one seems to wonder why I am with him ... even Nick acts like it is totally normal. Zyca is overjoyed. She has hoped for a mate for so long and she doesn’t care that Zac is human, to her he is perfect too.

It was now time for our vows, and I couldn't stop myself from crying, because of what Xander was saying. “Rachael Hale. I have to admit that the moment I laid eyes on you, I wanted to make you mine. I might have gone about it the wrong way because I didn't know how to express my feelings to you. We had been through hell and back, you got shot, and that day was the worst day of my life.

The drive back to Zack’s house was quick, and soon they were settled in the living room on the comfy gray couch with a large bowl of popcorn beside them. Zack pulled Anna to his side, draping an arm over her shoulder. “What do you want to watch?” he asked, flipping through the channels. “Hmmm, I don’t know. You said we should watch an action movie? How about the movie, Mr. Right? It has action, romance and comedy.” Zack nods with a smile and puts on the movie. As soon as the opening credits started, he leaned in and captured her lips in a deep kiss. The kiss was slow and languid, a stark contrast to the fast-paced action on the screen. Zack’s hand slid from her shoulder down to her waist. “M

“Non negotiable.” Damon looked at the ceiling. At the floor. At Marcus. “Fine,” he said. “Thank you,” Marcus said. Zara appeared from the cupboard. “What are you two doing.” “Adding to the list,” Marcus said. She looked at Damon. “The onions,” he said. She closed her eyes briefly. “Of course,” she said. They left at 9PM. Marcus stood in the doorway and watched them go down the front path. Zara’s hand in Damon’s. The specific way they walked, not performed closeness but actual closeness, the comfortable kind that had been building since February and had become so natural they probably didn’t notice it anymore.