Zane X Gene Novels & Stories

My gazed lowered and Motherfuc — He had his dick pierced! There was a shiny metal on the tip of his dick and man was his dick looking like a monster. I felt him twitch a little under my riveted gaze but then he walked up and covered his body. “What the fuck were you thinking?” Zane growled at me in anger; as he adjusted the sheet on his body to cover it. But what the holy fuck did I just see? The shiny metal on his was driving my mind crazy even though I was hurt really bad, not too long ago.

Zane parroted as his boyish grin returned full force on learning JT was Maggie’s brother. “Uh, sorry! You had me in the air so fast I didn’t get to introduce you,” Dani said, smiling, and giving JT a small punch in the arm. “Zane is a neurologist from my hospital in Dallas. I asked him to come check out Aunt Lu and make sure she was really ready to transition home.”

He had to find a way to Helo Mr Nikolai. Zane could not be blamed for changing his side too quickly. He let out a sorrowful sigh. During that period of time when he was studying in the Xavier family, he knew that as the only child of the third generation of the Xavier family, he had to return to the Xavier family at last. Zane thought. "But what about Mommy?" "She didn't like my father... Yonathan either. And she's so afraid of loneliness. I'm still quite worried about her"

After Zane was born, she switched back to calling me by my full name. Zane, with a name like Gene, a nod to our family's legacy. The memory of today's prescription bill and the wince on Mom's face was still fresh in my mind. Maybe, just maybe, my so-called 'adorable little brother' actually did me a solid at that time and helped me cut ties with that bloodsucking household for good.

“If he’s still holding that against you, then fuck him.” Xavier watched her, a faint, surprised smile tugging at his lips. She paced a few steps, then stopped. “Where did Zane even come from? Different mother?” “Yeah. My father remarried a few years after I was born. But Zane’s mom cheated. Eventually, she disappeared. We never heard from her again.” “Deserved,” Veronica muttered. Then her expression darkened. “This feels personal. Why isn’t he hating on Zane? His mom literally cheated on him, isn’t that worse?.”

The woman hissed and slapped Kielton's arm. I blushed slightly at her comment. He rolled his eyes at her and took my hand on his. "Love, they're my parents and sister," He smiled at me, then turned back to them. "Mama, Papa, and Kierra, this is my mate. Xanthe." "Hello. Nice to meet you..." I shyly waved and tucked a strand that fell out, behind my ear. "Oh, sweetie! You are so adorable!" His mom gushed out and hugged me rather tightly.

Toby asks. “I want to know where that bastard lives,” Xander exclaimed. “Oklahoma!” Toby yelled out. Xander stared at him intently. Millions of questions were running through his mind. But he was unsure which one he'd ask first. Toby heaves deeply, “If you went to the hospital during Hannah's stay there you should have seen and spoken to Zane.” “He was in the hospital during the birth of my daughter, and I’m only hearing this now?” He yelled.

***** Xandros, I gently called out to my sister, "Zyla, please have something to eat." She only glanced at the food I was having. Zyla is my younger sister and the legal wife of Zandro, the son of Skull, the esteemed first elder of the ZORNZON clan. She's been hiding from them because she can no longer bear the pain in her heart. I can't blame her, considering her unique power over memories and sadness. The intensity of her pain is far greater than what an ordinary person would experience.

Lucas’s POV- “How long before you go get her?” Sam asks me. “She needs time, I’ll give her time,” I tell him. “Lucas I need to show you the DNA test on Zane, we ran against the DNA database here and got a hit,” Ralph hands it to me. “Zane is my cousin?” I ask a little shocked. “Distant second or third, you only have two first cousins and neither have any known children,” Angela tells me.

We stayed like that, flat on the ice, side by side, our breath syncing. It should’ve been freezing. It was freezing. But I didn’t move. Didn’t want to, maybe. Zane tilted his head to face me. “I have heterochromia,” he said. “What?” I turned to face him. “It’s hereditary. My dad has it. His dad had it too.” My eyes remained on him, even when he was not staring at the ceiling. “I think I have seen it online,” I said, “but it was usually blue and brown. Or blue and green. I’ve never seen different shades of blue.”