Zade Booktok Novels & Stories

Kendra sat in the library with the book, The Hobbit, opened on her lap. When Rex had first shown the room that was lined with books to her, she’d been both intimidated and overwhelmed. She was taught to read by Olga, but the availability of reading material was limited. Therefore, her reading skills were wanting.

hello, all yess it's finally here the sequel to "the king and the rejected she-wolf" you can read this as a stand-alone but I think it will make more sense after reading the other one first. hope you will enjoy to those who read the first one a while ago, I change Kai's name to Aiden. why? hmm I guess the name Aiden just sounded better to me :D //Salani ------- ZARA “Zara, come out and play; we will protect you!” Zack says he and the other boys have just returned from training with daddy and uncle Mack. Grandma Rosa and I played piano today.

Somewhere in the city—several stories above, in a steel and glass building—Julian Blackwood lay in his dark, sleek bedroom, staring at the book she had given him. He'd never intended to keep it. When Lena Carter had offered it to him—those gentle words, that thoughtful crease between her eyebrows—he'd intended to refuse. But something in her eyes had taken away his intention. It was neither flirting nor pretense. It was genuine. Silent. Generous. He hated kindness. It broke things open. Julian gazed down at the book. The cover was unadorned, the title in gold print: *A Man Called Ove*. He remembered Lena's words:

As she’s about to leave the room, someone called. “Hey, I’m leaving the hotel. My car service is waiting,” she talked to the person on the other line. “I can’t wait to see you here. We’ve so much to see and talk about,” Noah said. Cela gave her room one final look. This is the place where she leaves her old self. “We wanted to go to a specific place and it didn’t matter if the road was rough and the journey was long. In the end, we found different places for ourselves but these places were the destinations where we were truly meant to go,” she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

She placed her shaky hand on my head and air kissed me without bending down. Before I opened my mouth and corrected her, she added, "You're a nice father, young man. Other youngsters must learn something from you. Other than trying to run away from their responsibilities, they should embrace their kids like you. The boy is blessed to have you. Bless you, son." And then she departed, leaving us in seclusion again. I regarded Zade and found him silently staring at the book in his hand. "So homework, huh?" I tried to guess. Crawling out of my arms, Zade sat next to me. His legs stretched out before him and the book in his lap. He rocked the pen in his right hand as he slowly raised his head and

SARA POV (YEAR 2077, 56 YRS LATER) "Now he is a fine chunk of meat. I can see why all the girls want him," the older waitress says as she appears next to me. I quickly close my worn book. My cheeks tint a little, and I give her a small smile. "I still can't believe they are real even though my friend's granddaughter is mated to one of them," she says while refilling my mug with fresh coffee.

Everyone held their breath while they waited to see if the cure that Olga released in the human zombie’s cell was going to work. No one was more eager to see success than Kendra. She already knew about the puddle of goop that reminded Felix of vomit before he’d told them because she’d slipped out to the confines around sunrise to check on the human zombies. She’d communicated with the intelligent one and told it that they were attempting to cure it. Her heart practically broke in half when its eyes watered as if it was about to cry.

Then, with a mocking tilt of his voice, he added, “Is there a better explanation than that, Zeke?” A low chuckle rumbled from the other side of the room, deep and menacing. “No. That’s enough for the whore to understand.” I swallowed hard, my throat dry, but the heat of Zade’s body told me he was closer now, standing over me like a predator studying his prey. “What… what are you going to do to me?” My voice trembled, betraying me. Zade crouched, so close I could feel his breath brush against my cheek. “You’re going to get fucked. Ruined. And fucked again,” he said, each word deliberate, filthy, dripping with the promise of cruelty. “Until whatever worth you thought you had is gone.”

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️

It was stained with a dried, dark ink—the exact same silver-black ink from the basement footprints we had seen before. I reached out and pulled the notebook from the recess. The moment my fingers touched the leather, the burning in my chest flared violently, a sharp spike of heat rushing through my veins. I gasped, nearly dropping it. "Zara? What is it?" Adrian asked instantly, dropping to one knee next to me, his hand catching my shoulder. His touch was cold and grounding, helping the sudden heat die down. "Nothing," I lied, my breath shaking as I opened the cover. "It's just... cold."