Zander Tate Novels & Stories

She was afraid that he was a bad person who wanted to kidnap her because of her stepfather's status as a very dangerous military chief. But Diana's wild thoughts disappeared when the man introduced himself.... "I'm Darren, that's my name." Darren? Annabelle's friend? Diana had never known. "I'm the boy who caught you crying in the restroom when your mom scolded you," he said again. Dana immediately shut her mouth. She finally remembered! Darren, the son of Alpha Adam who currently leads Pack Kyne. Diana still didn't think they would meet again. Especially after not meeting for a long time, she didn't recognize his face.

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

Just like I've seen him a million times before. But never before had his singing drawn me to him like the ratman's flute playing. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment. Suddenly I was damn sure this was a mistake. “Hey Tate!” someone snapped me out of my despair. I blinked and saw Zack playing drums in Fallen. He was a bit smaller than the other boys, but he made up for it with a lot of muscle. He had energy for two and was always smiling. When we last met two years ago, he had grown his hair and wore a cap all the time. Today, he already had a dark brown hair curled into a rubber band and reached a little below his shoulders. And right now he was grinning at me like a monkey.

Patrick Thomson? Zander knew he was back in the States. His time in Asia had made him tanner, seemingly taller, and more lean and muscular. He carried himself with even more confidence than before. He said he’d come back to spend some time with his family, but as far as Zander was concerned, it was a great excuse for him to take a part-time job at SBC and spend the rest of the time reminding him that Patrick had a hole in his heart the size of his fist.

Tessa replied as she began sorting through files on her desk while they waited. Moments later, Zander sauntered in wearing his casual gym attire. His hair was slicked back by a light sweat and his shirt was slightly drenched. "I didn’t give you enough time to work up your glam for this meeting," Tessa teased, looking over his outfit.

He said, "For the past three years, Zane has secretly manipulated five families and six corporate groups to launch a full-scale attack against the Tates, bringing the family to its knees. The Tates are on the verge of bankruptcy and are carrying a debt of 300 million dollars." He continued, "Furthermore, Zane hired professional photo editors to create numerous compromising photos of Ms. Tate, which were then released, destroying her reputation. This caused Ms. Tate to attempt suicide several times, and her mental health deteriorated." Lysander paused for a moment before continuing, "Zane also used his connections to have Ms. Tate forcibly taken from the Tates and admitted to a psychiatric ho

He transfers his attention to my other breast as he gently lowers me onto his bed without his lips breaking contact. I want to feel his naked skin against me. I need to touch him. “You have too many clothes on Xander…” I complain as I try to undo his shirt buttons. He lifts his head and grins, shirt buttons go flying everywhere as he pulls his shirt apart to reveal his tanned perfectly sculpted chest….I reach out to touch him, I’ve never seen a man with a body like this before. He has a tribal tattoo covering his left bicep and chest and as my fingers touch his skin I feel his raw muscled strength. He looks at me as I run my finger over his nipple and down his chest over his six pack abdomen

He says eventually, noises behind him reveal the blonde girl that Flame was arguing with earlier. “Oh please be Darius’ friend.” She grins, pushing the boy out of the way and extending her hand. “I’m Gale. Gale Winters.” “Cain Harden.” I shake her hand quickly before dropping it and turning to the boy again, attempting to be pleasant when I just want him to get the fuck out of my way. “Darius told me we were going Tree Surfing.”

Taylor, his aura cold and dark. “Now listen here, you damn bastard. If you think you can find another family to leech on after your father has disowned you by using my granddaughter to your advantage, you are dead wrong.” Mr. Taylor seethed angrily at him. ‘It is disgusting how with one call, I can make you all respect me and put me on a pedestal,’ Zane bitterly thought with his fists clenched and veins popping in his neck. ‘But what's the fun in that? In this life, the people that stick by you when you are a ‘nobody,’ are those who truly care for you and those who genuinely love you.’

I asked. "He's here," Xavier said, and I turned to look at the man who walked in behind him. "Mr Zander," The man said as he walked Into my office. "Why haven't you withdrawn your Investments yet?" I asked. "I'm a businessman, Mr. Zander, I look beyond the present," he said, making me scoff as I took a seat on the edge of the new table. "And what is this new present that you see?" I asked. "Technology is advancing sporadically these days Mr Zander, there are countless numbers of researchers who are willing to work for you as much as you sponsor their research,"