Zayden Ramos Novels & Stories

Zoe says shrugging her shoulders and taking Mira's drink. "So you're just using Emilio?" Mira asks, snatching her drink back and downing everything in one go. Zoe always tried to bully Mira, but Mira was always a bully so she never let anyone walk all over her. She was the daughter of Eric Camorra, he wasn't the nicest guy either, but he was tolerable whenever you got to know him personally. "No, he's actually really sweet" Zoe blushed, smiling over in Emilio's direction.

Then, a tall young man in a black suit quickly approached and lifted her as she almost fell. “Stop there,” Bani said sharply. He pointed at the screen. “Zoom in on that man’s face.” The staff followed the instruction. The young man’s face became clearer. Bani stared intently, then exhaled heavily. “So it’s him…” he muttered quietly. Samon stood tall. “He is Ricky Zayden Mascherano. The second son of the Zayden family.” He immediately reached for his phone and called Nathan. The line connected quickly.

But you know how these things work, as long as he's in the midst of guys like Stephan and Zyaire, his beauty doesn't count much. Zyaire had seven friends, Stephan being number one. Except for Stephan, Tommy, and Jiro, the rest of his friends weren't much to look at. Jiro is an American Japanese. His mother is of Japanese origin. He is quiet, loves smiling with his eyes closed, silently offering his friends his chips, and almost always playing games on his phone. From what Zayne told me, he is the only one apart from Stephan he could tolerate, the only one among Zyaire's friends who genuinely cared about Zyaire. But you know Zayne, he still hates the guy because he can't stand people.

RIDING THE BAD BOY ZIVEN MADDOX (ML) - 32 YRS ZAYLA HOLLIS (FL) - 21 YRS ZAYLA The silence that followed after Zane's exit was thick and daring. I could feel Ziven's gaze on me, but I didn't dare return it. Unable to sit still anymore, I sat up, about to go to my room, kitchen, anywhere but here.

A the hotty, Ryan Damison walking in the corridor with the undernourished Raj, our department's head. Raj looks like a skinny matchstick while Ryan looks like a huge, thick matchbox. And looks hot, just like a freshly baked muffin coming right away from the oven. His chiseled jawline accentuates his sculpted face that is worth drooling. I want to save his face on my phone’s wallpaper. His shoulders are bulky and broad, muscularly squared and his sturdy hands are in the pocket of his navy blue pants, which remind of yesterday's incident. I hope I didn’t burn Hotty’s balls.

he said as he placed a file on his desk along with a key on top of it. “This is the key to your new office. And this file has the list of all your upcoming appointments.” “I don't understand, Beta Rodriguez. What am I supposed to do?” I asked him when he finally looked at me. “You are supposed to help in the orphanage and help newly found couples find suitable homes for themselves,” he answered, and I nodded my head. Knock knock. I turned towards the door when it opened to reveal Jasper. He bowed at us both as he stood behind me. “This is Jasper Denis. My most skilled warrior. He will show you around the pack today.”

“I did some digging and found out you were not in support of Allen's act, so he tried to kill you, we are both victims, and I want us to take revenge.” “I am sorry, Maria, but I can't do that, I will kill Allen myself,” he growled getting up from his seat. “Allen is not in your league anymore, you can't kill him anymore, thanks to your lie, I was kicked out of the company and Allen became a member of The Rodriguez's group, almost becoming chairman of the company.” “I will get him myself, you don't worry,” he said and stormed out. How resilient…but foolish. Adam walked towards me. “What should we do?”

Damien pushed Ariel 's thoughts aside and he went to get ready for the day. He had a long day ahead. When he was ready, he went outside to the field and he saw his pack members already waiting for him. Some were practicing playfully, while others like Jasmine and Alex were just talking to themselves. Alex was the first person to see Alpha Damien and he signaled to him to come over. Damien ignored Alex and he went to the center of the field and the other pack members turned their attention to him. He was the center of attention now and he looked around to see if they were all ready. He stretched and said to them, "let's begin." They all moved closer and started practicing.

Zayn looked down at Ramses from above without any attempt to conceal his contempt. Ramses felt nauseated from being furious. As the second-in-line in Hydrocure United, he held a highly respectable status in the organization other than being powerful as a fighter. He had never been humiliated like this before, so he almost lost his mind from being enraged. He shouted aloud wildly, “Zayn Larson! You son-of-a-b*tch! How dare you?! I swear that I’m going to kill you today!”

“Well… she’s not wrong. I tried my best.” That was an understatement. I didn’t just “try.” I worked for it. Late nights, extra classes, balancing school and my social life perfectly. But still…I couldn’t hide my surprise. Mom barely noticed anything about me, even after I graduated from high school. Yet somehow, she had told him about my grades? That was Interesting. “I want you to attend Columbia University,” Ramsey continued smoothly. “That’s where Zayn is currently studying.” My grip on the fork tightened slightly. Columbia?