Zane Novel Novels & Stories

Everyone in the community loves her, and they support her to fulfill her dreams at the University as a writer. But Mrs.Angus was not comfortable with the idea of Zena leaving the village for the city, although she has not given Zena a reason to start suspecting her of her selfish idea. Zena had overstayed at the market, waiting for the last customer to sell the few pieces of her black-eye pea fritters, but the day was already dark, a cylinder-like flame lamp that was stuck at the truck she uses to sell her fritter was what she uses to see in the dark.

Zane flushed, realized he’d made noise in front of literally everyone important, and then, to his credit, did not back down. He squared his shoulders. “No,” he said again, louder. “No one’s taking her blood to feed to a hole in the world. I don’t care what ‘old book says.’” Melody blinked. Heather smiled slowly. “Ohhhh,” she whispered, delighted. “Zane. I did not know you had a spine. I like you now.” Zane scowled. “I’ve always had a spine.” “You’ve always had a pretty spine,” Heather corrected. “This is new. I’m proud. Continue.”

" Renee rushed forward to yank the door open, but I stopped her. Then I took a deep breath—not to steady my nerves, but to make sure my voice came out cold and steady. When I opened the door, Zane stood there looking pathetic in the night air. His hair was a mess, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a clear handprint on his cheek. The moment he saw me, it was as if he had spotted his lifeline. He lunged forward and tried to pull me into his arms, but I stepped aside, and his hands froze midair. As he stumbled back, his eyes were full of hurt and disbelief. "Sadie… a-are you really doing this to me?" he stammered. "Listen to me—Cassie is just an intern. S-She's just too young to know any b

“His name is Zane Caldwell.” My father turned to him. “You report to me and keep her safe.” “Yes, sir,” Zane replied. Disappointment sank through my entire body. I stormed out of my father’s study, but I could hear Zane’s heavy footsteps following me all the way to my room. When he entered behind me, I turned to face him. My life was officially ruined. I had a plan to sabotage the arrangement, but now my father had placed a new obstacle in my way a six-foot-four ex-military bodyguard with razor-sharp eyes.

Finally, I was able to steady my breathing, and my heart stopped racing so fast, but the moment I heard footsteps from outside, it picked up its fast pace again. Zane came inside the room ten minutes after I left the dining hall. God, it felt weird. I felt like I was some virgin being laid on the bed to wait for her master until he was ready to claim her. He finally opened the door from outside, but I didn't get the chance to glance at his silhouette before he got into the room and shut the door. Zane stood rigid at the door for what felt like minutes before he moved towards the bed. “The lights are off,” his voice was low and terrifyingly calm compared to the storm raging in my chest and mi

I bade kamil goodnight tiredly, and retired to the bedroom or should I say our bedroom. On entering the room,Zane was there already. He was working on his laptop. so I greeted him as I closed the door quietly behind me. I walked into the room not getting any response from him. what have I done this time.I wondered... "Welcome" he muttered to me and I proceeded to undressing and taking a shower. His head was still buried to his laptop as I entered the shower and the water droplets touched the floor. Zane's POV

NANCY'S POV I was very aware that Zade was likely watching this. Watching me read something that was clearly affecting me. Part of me should probably be embarrassed. The other part—the part that had woken up this morning—found it thrilling. I kept turning the pages, slower now, letting the words sink in like warm honey dripping down my spine. The bodyguard had the heroine pinned against the heavy oak desk in his office, one big hand fisted in her hair, the other yanking her skirt up around her waist. No time for panties—he just hooked them aside with two thick fingers and thrust into her in one brutal stroke. The book described it so raw: the wet slap of skin, her choked gasp, the way her na

In the past, Zane had been blind—she had memorized his features but never experienced him seeing her. Today, their eyes had met. But she reminded herself—it had been nothing. Just a cold, blank stare for a stranger. Because in reality, he couldn’t have recognized her. Zane didn’t know what Jay looked like. — “I want the information on that mother and child within thirty minutes,” Zane instructed Ryan as soon as the elevator doors closed. Ryan was surprised at the sudden command. When he looked at his boss, he was taken aback by the rare flicker of emotion on his face.

They’d even taken the precaution of arranging for a wet nurse in case she didn’t survive the process. At first, Kendra didn’t understand why they were so eager for the zombie cure, since they clearly lived in a world apart from the one she’d grown up in. Then, one day an alarm was raised to announce the fact that a zombie had wandered into the village. This was her first clue that, although there was a cloak to hide the visibility of the entrance/exit of the village, it didn’t seal it. Zombies – or humans – could find themselves inside the village without knowing how they got there.

Caleb's POV ~ I crack an eyelid open only to hiss and slap a hand over my face immediately. A sharp beam of light already pierce through the gap in the curtains and is stabbing directly into my pupil. My head feels heavy but I sit up and swiftly look over at the small bed in the corner. Zane is nowhere to be found. The sheets are pulled up neat which means he’s been up for a long time. Is Zane avoiding us? I assume it's just because Cade told Zane we have our scary bone-breaking training today.