Novel & Cerita Zade And Yuri

"Vale takes first. Varyn takes second." Xander slowly pushed himself up from his knees, his cold blue eyes never leaving Zade’s face for a single second. The war between them had just escalated, and neither of them was going to back down.

She wants to run a few things by me from my mom. I paused. She? I sighed and texted back. Me: You never mentioned that you have a best friend that’s a girl. He replied almost immediately. Zade: Yeah, we’ve been best friends since we were kids. Like eight years old. I laughed softly. Me: Oh. Okay. Zade: Her name is Daisy Blackwood. That made me pause again. Me: Is she related to thee Blackwoods? Zade: Yeah. I shook my head, amused.

“Feeling a little shaky now that your number-one enemy is back in circulation? Worried I might remind everyone who really belongs at the top of the food chain?” “Position?” Leo echoed, the word dripping with disdain. “You think this is still about some childish ranking game?” I couldn’t take it anymore. “Enough.” I shoved myself between them, my palms flat against both their chests. “Both of you.” The murmurs around us had grown louder. The entire elite circle of gamers had spent the last twelve months whispering. — Zade disappeared after that scandal. — Leo married Raven barely a month after her breakup. — She chose the safe one… or did she?

Zade takes a deep breath, and his eyes turn black, and then I notice he is grinning at me. "Hello, cutie. I am Cole, and may I say you are so beautiful, and I can't wait to get to know you and Cindy, love," he says while flashing me a wink. "Wow, you are so different than Zade from what I have seen since I met him," I said. "Yeah, well, he was a dumb teenage hormonal boy. I am a man," he said while laughing. I just giggled when I noticed Cole gave the control back to Zade.

“Women here get to vote, work, choose to have kids, and make their own money.” Everything the Elders called a sin, the city called a right. It was basically my wildest, most blasphemous wet dream turned into reality. “Wow,” I breathed out. ”I’m Zade Volkov. Heir to the Silverline pack. I'm twenty-two, Russian, but I grew up right here in the States.” I couldn’t understand half the places he mentioned, but I refused to let my lack of knowledge embarrass me. ”I’m Nyx—”