Zak Catchem Parents Novels & Stories

Useless bunch of trash! The subordinate knew he had failed in his duty and hung his head, not daring to argue. After a brief silence, the subordinate hesitantly said, "Mr. Grist... actually..." Impatiently, Fred glanced at him. "Actually, what?" "Although we couldn't trace Zeke's whereabouts, we did find out some news." "Go on." "The eldest son of the Hamertons in Centrolis is named Zuko!" Fred was taken aback, furrowing his brows tightly. "Are you saying that Zeke Hamerton is Zuko Hamerton?"

Zac's Mom and Dad. "Mom, Dad?" I asked, surprised, and immediately get up. "Surprise! But what happened to you, Zac? Are you okay?" Mom asked, sounding concerned. "Yes, I'm fine. Why are you here?" Zac asked. "Our business in Japan has been settled. I've found someone trustworthy. Your mom wants to take a vacation here and she's excited," his dad chimed in. "So, Alexis, are you pregnant? Mom asked cheerfully. I almost stumbled where I stood!

He asks me as we walk into the formal sitting room and I take a seat. “Everything that you can tell me about him, his friends, where he hung out, anything at all.” I tell him. “Ok, well his name was Jeremy Lancaster, his parents are inconsolable as you can imagine, his father is the groundskeeper and his mother tends to our green house. Very nice and down to earth couple, always there to lend a helping hand. Jeremy was their only child but he was never settled if you know what I mean.” He says and I shake my head.

He shouts and the room immediately goes silent. I look at my parents, my siblings, before my eyes land on my daughter and son-in-law. The twins play at their feet, next to Alec and Morana's son Zachary Amon Vale. Named after his great-great uncle who passed away a month before he was born and for his grandfather who passed away three months after he was born. The twins are over a year old now and Zack is five months now.

she said, her voice shaking. “What?! Hold on Emms,” Zeke surprised, dropped his phone on his blanket, jump out of bed with only his boxers on, scrambled to his feet, reached for his door, and ran downstairs. He reached their 1st floor then saw on his right, both his parents are watching the television in the living room, the morning news was live, the reporter standing outside of what seems like the Pogromcas’ house. “Goodness Zeke! You are already awake. This is terrible. Have you tried contacting Zac?” His mother saw him, as he arrived at the living room, her voice very worried.

Zach was kind of relieved just for the reason he was hoping to maybe pick up again with the act they had started when he had first arrived. "Zach, after all this time you and Em have been dating and having this wonderful evening tonight, I still don't know your last name." Aunt Maureen was beside herself that she forgot to ask that question a long time ago. Zach looked back over his shoulder as he and Em walked down the sidewalk towards his car. "Lovell," he shouted back to Aunt Maureen. "My dad is Derek Lovell. Do you know him?" Emily's aunt appeared a little taken back when he said the last name like she was acquainted with it or maybe knew of his mother or father.

"Zac, what do your parents do?" I asked, casually making conversation as we walked to class. Secretly, I really needed to know what he knew about his father. "Well, my mother is an interior designer here in town, and my father is an architect in Washington D.C.," Zac said, the faraway look returning.

They stayed honest and many times it was Zack, who had to step in to clear the doubts because mom was crying mess. To my surprise, my maternal grandparents left a part of the property for me and the other one is for Chad. Another surprising thing was mom asked Layla to look for Chad. She doesn't know we know where is Chad, who is now outside the home. And Shane promised mom, he would hire Mark Rogers... The best investigator to look for Chad. They have been saving for years to afford Mark Rogers.

He gave me a small nod, urging his grandfather to continue. “Zack’s father, Charles Samuels, was a man consumed by greed,” Ken began, his tone somber. “He was more interested in wealth and power than in his family. That’s why, when Zack was born, I insisted he take my last name, Samuels, instead of his father’s.” I blinked in surprise, trying to absorb this new information. “But why would you do that?”

Quietly making my way across the landing, I pause when an omega walks by below but thankfully she had headphones in and was completely oblivious of me. Taking the stairs down to Adam’s, I find Zach rummaging through Adams things “What are you doing?”. Things here should not surprise me anymore but there was always something new. “Looking” “For what exactly?”. Did I really want to know? “Charlie said something about us having different parents but my mother and father raised him” “How exactly is that going to help?” “Maybe I can find his mother” “No. You have to stop this, you have to stop what you are doing!”