Zayden Blaze Novels & Stories

The big black wolf is Xander, alpha Blake's wolf, and the big brown one, is Asher, Tyler's wolf. "What is the meaning of this? Hope... You? How dare you attack our friend's pack? How could you?" Xander's voice thunders, making Hope shutter. She's a strong girl, but she is nowhere near as powerful as him and Asher. "And you... My brother! Why are you helping her? How can you do this to them?... To us!" Asher says as he walks to Shay, making Shay snarl at him. Asher growls loudly, making Shay jump, taking a step back. "You... You don't understand... She's my..."

Ayira's POV One year later. 'It's well worth the wait. All the challenges we have faced. The drama we have endured. Everything has its own timing, and ours is right now. Every beautiful thing will happen, and every nightmare will end.' 'Tomorrow is our big day and we cannot wait. Blaze and I will forever be together, and nothing and no one can tear us apart. We completed all the preparations and nothing can do harm for our special occasion.' “I hope everything will be fine tomorrow, I’m really nervous,” I told myself as I walked back and forth in my room.

She retorted. "You're my partner. I have every right to ask and to be told." 'Partner.' Caitlyn singled that word out and held onto it. "I'm your partner?" She voiced out in disbelief. "I'd tell you when you seize to be. For now, you still are." He told her and laid comfortably on his back, leaving Caitlyn to her confused mind.

Azazel explained. Matthew was stunned for a moment. Since Matthew stayed silent for a while, Azazel continued with his explanation. “I’m not sure why the bird told me about him, but one thing’s for sure is that he’s doing one hell of a job.” “What do you mean?” “His team is amongst the best operatives on Earth. Now that I think about it again, he also inherits Draco Blair’s genes. I guess that’s why he’s so capable. His team has one of the best achievements so far as well since they were able to defeat something that even the elite teams couldn’t.”

Zayden fixed his gaze on him, grinned, and added, “You used to work in Rose City, right? If you have never heard of me, you have probably heard of the Dream High Group. My name is Zayden Collins, by the way.” When Alice saw that Zayden was being a bully, she was furious. She had been gritting her teeth and putting up with him for a long time. So, she couldn’t take it any longer at that time and kicked him. As Zayden let out a muffled grunt, Alice scolded him and said, “Zayden, are you done with this? This is my business, so you had better stay out of it. I am not going back to work at Dream High even if you let this fall through.”

"Selena put up with you for ten years. You think she'll let you walk over her forever? Is this how your dad raised you?" "Nobody raised me!" he shouted defiantly. "I ended up like this because of Selena and you!" Lauren hit him again, furious. I stepped in to pull her away, afraid the situation would escalate. But she stood her ground, her voice thick with disappointment. "I don't owe you, and neither does Selena. Your dad does. I worked hard to keep our family together, but he ruined it. You have the nerve to blame me, who nurtured you and got betrayed."

Risky, but with huge comeback potential. Every second felt endless. Hayden was leading the team with flawless calls, his voice echoing through the casters’ commentary feed: “They need to stay patient. Wait for the right moment.” And then that moment came. When Blaze Dominion launched their final push toward the base, Zion held the defense perfectly. Hayden flanked from the right, Adonis cut off their retreat, Finley unleashed his ultimate—and Phoenix, with unreal reflexes, took down three opponents in one strike. The arena went insane.

"By the way, I'm at the main gate waiting for the door to open." Before I could finish talking, the gate opened and I slipped through it. I stood there for a while, watching the huge compound. The Blacks are one of the richest people in New York so it wasn't a surprise to see the kind of house they live in. I knew every corner of the building, I knew Mr. and Mrs. Black's room, I knew Stephanie's room but not Zayn's. He was the only one who I didn't know about his room. Zayn was notorious. At 18 he was already involved in keeping a bad gang around him, he smokes, and he fucked any girl he wants without even thinking about STDs. I mean, what if he contracted a dangerous disease during his rend

Nolan announced, pride swelling in his chest. “It is good to meet you finally, Blair Rose,” Zayn said. His voice was a deep, smooth rumble that sent a shiver down my spine. “I have heard a lot about you from my son. I can see why he’s so determined to marry you. I’m sure you will make a... perfect Luna.” I looked into his eyes and saw a flash of something dark—a possessive hunger that told me he knew exactly how perfect I could be. My lips trembled into a small, nervous smile.

"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.