Zara Wade Novels & Stories

There were people posting photos of themselves as they landed and were using different hash tags to join in the trending topic on this concert, one of those who had been posting themselves was Zara, who pretendend to be a tourist knowing very well that she was a local from a village not far from the city. Being the greedy woman that she was, she had been working hard to keep herself looking good so that she could score herself a rich man from one of the bigger cities. If she could get one, her life would change for the better and she could finally leave the village and live a promising life of being pampered forever, never have to work a day in her life.

I'd be a liar if I say I've not been tempted to leave this shit of life behind, but except for my mom's investigation, a certain girl is holding me back. A certain fierce black hair girl with hazel eyes. Ashanti. I've never met a woman who is intriguing as her, she's different and a badass. There's just something about a woman that can handle her own that is so fucking beautiful. If I had my choice, I'd bend her over and eat her out, get on my knees and worship her cunt like the beauty she is. “We've got something information concerning the burnt warehouse” I spun around at the sound of my most trusted man's voice.

Then she pounces on her face and says, "I don't want you to mention Zora." "I'll say it." Wendy Smith grabs Ada Wood's wrist and doesn't let her touch her face. "Zora Baker, that little whore, was the number one in the dream club when she was alive. She drank and slept with men every day. She was a shameless little bitch. Therefore, like her sister, you are not good either. It's no wonder that Aaron wants to take care of you When you are sent to prison, you and Zora Baker are a pair of poles and sisters. "

Right now, she needed to focus on her and Ray. She wanted to look nice for Ray, so she went into her closet and picked out one of her favorite dresses. It was a backless halter dress in the color emerald green that came to just below her knees. She picked out a pair of black strapless sandals. She didn’t need any fancy footwear. The ceremony would be held at the pack field and she wouldn’t actually need shoes. She wouldn’t need clothes either, but she had no intention of showing up in front of Ray’s pack naked. She’d keep her clothes on in public until absolutely necessary, thank you very much.

She held a pair of white shoes with beads embroidery. “Seriously” Jenna and Mina spoke in unison while other girls stared at Zara like she was an alien. “Are you going some where Zara?” Lillian asked with her hands on her hips. “No, why?” “Then why did you choose shoes? For god sake its wedding, your wedding with Sebastian Wild. Are you really going to put on those shoes for your wedding?” Zara knew she should wear heels but it’s not healthy for her and the baby but she can’t reveal her secret yet.

Alexandra says. She notices Gerald face morph into a small smile. "Alexs. Chris asked me to call you." A third party, interrupt them. Putting a stop to there conversation. Alexandra quickly turns back, only to see a suspicious look on Karis face. Typical of Karis. "We will see before I leave," Gerald says with a calm smile. ________________________🖊 Alexandra is currently in front of the main building listening to WAP by Cardi B ft Megan Thee Stallion. Since the music was released, she couldn't stop herself from listening to it.

Shawn took Charlie’s reaction to heart, and he knew that Charlie must not like this kind of girl. So, he immediately said to the second girl, “You, come forward and greet Charlie.” The girl was a little cowardly, but Tyson, who was aside, let out a cough, and her whole body then trembled slightly. She could only bite the bullet and walk in front of Charlie as she said timidly, “Mr. Wade... I... My name is Zara Kayford...”

"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.

“Of course, you know me, I am a part of you, you are part goddess yourself. Have you never felt like you was worth more and you felt like you are in the wrong place? You my child … you are my legacy! It has been some time since I came here to earth but you are worth it. When you were born, I gave you a black coat for a purpose. Your quest as female Twin was it to find yourself. You are special Zara. And I am so proud of you, that you found courage, confidence, and strength to fight a person like Faron, a Son of another Demi God. Look at all of these wolves! You Zara are meant to lead them. You are the bearer of the Prophecy.” Selene strokes over my hand as I look confused at her. It all soun

Two other people I didn’t recognize. And then I noticed the woman standing beside Ethan. I looked at her for only a few seconds. Just long enough to understand exactly what Jade had been trying to tell me. Zara Ashton was striking not in a way that demanded attention, but in the way that naturally drew it. She was tall, with warm brown skin and a mass of soft, defined curls that fell just past her shoulders. Her wine-colored dress was elegant without trying too hard, perfectly tailored, the kind of thing that looked effortless because the person wearing it was comfortable in her own skin.