Zade Booktok Novels & Stories

[hey guys! let's start book 3, shall we? LOl. Merry Christmas everybody! so before we begin book 3, I realized the version of Apod on Good novel (book 2) is the only one that didn't have this chapter. I must have forgotten to post it and for that I'm sorry. Whilst it will take away nothing from book 2, I feel it is essential for Character development and just a recap of some elements in book 1. Please note that the events of this chapter took place in book 2.]

“They’ve definitely spared no expense. Fancy.” Nikola nodded appreciatively, but his expression remained subdued. “It’s nice. But it’s going to take more than new clothes and books to make this feel like home.” Zoe stepped inside, running her fingers over the soft fabrics of the clothing on the bed. A thick leather-bound book sat on top of the pile with her name embossed in silver on the cover. She opened it to find a detailed training plan for the weeks ahead, with schedules for combat lessons, strategy workshops, and magical theory classes.

Snuggling under the duvet, Alice let her thoughts drift until she fell asleep. The faint creak of the door opening and soft footsteps stirred the silence. Zade entered, dressed in a loose black shirt and sweatpants. A stick of unlit weed rested between his lips. He stared at her small figure on the bed, wearing one of his shirts. The duvet was pushed aside, exposing her bare legs. Even in the faint light, he noted every detail of her form. Her hands were clenched, pressed against her chest, and her hair was scattered over her face. Zade moved to the window, his face dark with thought. He never made mistakes, and he hoped this wasn’t his first.

Please Note: This is the first chapter of Zade's story. Zade POV Sweat slicks my forehead, my body trembling, hands outstretched, desperate to reach her—but no matter how far I push myself, I can’t touch her. My fingertips brush against nothing, as though some invisible force holds me back. It’s like a cruel, unbreakable barrier between us, one I can’t see but feel deep in my bones. I scream, my throat raw, clawing at the air, trying to tear through the invisible wall that separates us.

Elijah leaned back in his chair, clearly unbothered, “Just having some fun. You make things too serious, Zade.” Zade shook his head, his lips quirking up into a small smile before his eyes softened as they turned to me. Without a word, he moved to sit down next to me, his close proximity making my heart race. I stiffened slightly, feeling his warmth, but forced myself to relax. Elijah raised an eyebrow at our interaction, though he said nothing, his smirk lingering as he continued reviewing the documents. Meanwhile, Zade leaned in just enough for only me to hear, his breath brushing my ear as he whispered, “Don’t let him get to you.”

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.

When I focused on Zade, the ribbon drifted toward him, wrapping softly around his wrist like a luminescent bracelet. His eyes widened, glowing gold. “That means your magic recognizes me,” he said quietly. “And trusts me.” The ribbon dissolved into sparkling dust. I exhaled shakily. “That was… incredible.” “It’s just the beginning,” he said softly. Zade Takes Ella Back to Her Dorm Back in the clearing, Zade called his wolf back down and intertwined his fingers with mine. His palm was warm, grounding me. “You’re shaking,” he said softly. “Just… everything,” I whispered.

I didn’t know what half of them did, but my body was already crawling with a strange, frantic desire. “How does it work…” I asked, tilting my head toward him. Zaydeen watched me for a moment, his eyes scanning my face as if reading a map. He walked over to a desk, grabbed a sleek black folder, and brought it back to me. “What is this for?” I asked, looking at the leather-bound book. “Take it,” he replied simply. I took it, my fingers brushing his as I opened the cover. I began to read. My eyes caught the word Submissive.

He glanced at Knox, who’d been stroking himself lazily this whole time, his eyes locked on us. Zade climbed onto the bed and lay down on his back, his cock standing straight up like an invitation. He wrapped one hand around the base and gave himself a lazy stroke. “Come here, little slut,” he said, his voice thick with command. “Straddle Daddy. Sit on my cock." "Get over here, baby," Zade said, his voice low and rough, cutting through my thoughts. He patted his thigh, motioning for me to move. "Sit on my cock."

The girl said. “Same here. I actually thought that this book wasn’t popular but you’re reading it as well. Oh, I’m Kayne by the way, Kayne David.” “I’m Natsumi Koga, it’s nice to meet you!” “Ah yes, you as well. I was actually about to ask if you always come here.” Kayne asked. “Uhuh, I always go to this café every time I go to town, this is actually kind of my spot, haha.”