Zane Bennett Novels & Stories

Even Jace is quiet. I turn around to ask Zander what is going on, only to find him down on one knee, holding a little box in his hands. “What are you….” I trail off as he begins to talk. “Ashleigh Kylie Steward, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I know our start was rocky, but I only hope to make a better future for us both. I love you so much, sweetheart, and I can’t wait to be by your side for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?”

"Uhm...I realize you are in a hurry, one more question. What's your name?" "Janiya...Janiya Jones." When Janiya gives her name, their eyes lock for a split second; sparks fly, and a jolt of electricity crackles through the air. Zane looks like he’s about to say more. No, he needs to say more. "Miss Janiya, I’m Zane. Zane Win," he says, offering her his dimpled smile. Janiya bows her head slightly. "Nice to meet you, Zane. I’m sorry, but I really must run."

More specifically, if my dad and brother gave me permission, because my mom's permission does not exactly count. Zane is the son of the Shaw family, a rich family who owns many warehouses in Russia, Australia, and Brazil. They are all part of the billionaire boys club and that's how my parents knew them. That's also a reason why they approve of Zane and I's friendship, because he came from a respectable family.

“Stop lurking and bring her in!” Eleanor Knight sits at a dining table overlooking Central Park. Tiny, maybe five two, silver hair perfect, sharp eyes missing nothing. “So,” she says. “This is the girl who broke the internet.” I have no idea what to say. Eleanor’s lips twitch. “Relax, dear. I don’t bite. Much.” She gestures to a chair. “Sit. Let’s talk about why my grandson is suddenly dating someone he’s never mentioned.” I sit. “I’m Zara Bennett, Mrs. Knight. Lovely to meet you.”

I just wanted to see Cayden. And finally, the time came. "And we welcome... Zane Hugh!" Zane walked in with music blaring while his team surrounds him. Everyone screamed and beside me, Rheanne was staring at him with the most loving eyes. Zane has his mask on but his tattoo was clearly seen. He looked at Rheanne and smiled. If only Cayden could do the same for me. "Alright now let's hear it for... Cayden Nowell!" Something in my heart act up. It's so hard to hear his name after a long time. Cayden has his mask on, but somehow I managed to recognise him. His team surrounds him as Cayden walked towards the ring. To everyone here, Cayden was another entertain for them.

************************** Joey's POV "What do you mean by that? Who is Zane?" Lena asked Ethan came to help me up. "Zane is the dark figure, the one you've been seeing in your visions and nightmares, and he just made his first move", I replied. "What can you tell us about this Zane?" Ethan asked "Oh dear expressionless, I can tell you a whole lot about this Zane" "How long have you been keeping this information from us" Lena asked

Lana walked only a few steps before sitting on a wooden bench beneath an olive tree. Rocco and Sonia remained nearby, keeping a quiet watch over her. A few moments later, footsteps approached. A boy stopped several feet away. He wore a black suit, his posture unusually composed for his age. “You’re Lana, aren’t you?” he asked. She didn’t respond. He didn’t move closer. Instead, he sat at the opposite end of the bench, leaving space between them. “I’m Zane.” Silence followed. After a moment, he spoke again. “My mother says people leave things behind.”

I'm close enough to be seen and far enough to maybe avoid conversation. The team is on the ice doing warm-ups. I spot Zane immediately— red hair, number 17, moving across the ice with the kind of grace that shouldn't be possible for someone his size. Then I see Warren. He's number 19, dark hair where Zane's is red, but with the same athletic build and predatory confidence. As I watch, he glances up at the stands directly at me. He smiles and it’s not friendly. Then he skates over to where Zane is practicing shots and says something I can't hear.

“I can’t be the reason you destroy each other.” Liam’s fist clenched on the table, knuckles white. “Then end it, Lena. Say the word. Choose.” Zane’s laugh slid through the room, low and wicked. He tipped his glass lazily, wine swirling like blood in a chalice. “Don’t listen to him, baby,” he drawled, eyes locking on mine. “He wants to lock you up in a pretty little cage. Me? I’d break you open, set you on fire, and enjoy every second while you burn for me.”

it’s Zane’s birthday and he’s throwing a party at his club. He has invited Gavin and Arianna to attend his party. Gavin informed Arianna of the invitation to the party. Arianna decided to do some shopping for the party. She invited Brittany and Jayden over to join her. Nora pleaded to join them for the shopping. Arianna agreed to let Nora to come along if she promises to come with them to Zane’s birthday party.