Zayn Book Novels & Stories

Zayn thought for a while and remembered Daniel's words about Susan researching about regression and memories of past life, Zayn doesn't even know how to react, the glimpses of air turned the pages, Zayn read another part, "the only person whom I can't hate, and the only person who tried to be by my side till the end, how am I going to repay you Susan? You tried to protect me by keeping your life at risk, you lost your life because of me, the people whom I treated as family is not my true family, they're the monsters who wanted to ruin my life always, as they wanted, they did it, my precious friend and the child who never seen this world, both was dead, whom I've to blame for this?" Zayn's ey

“Can it wait? I’ve got a lot going on right now.” “No,” Liam replied firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “This can’t wait.” Zayn finally looked up, his brows furrowing at Liam’s serious expression. “What’s going on?” Without a word, Liam tossed the magazine onto the desk in front of Zayn. It landed with a soft thud, the cover facing up, and Zayn’s eyes fell on it automatically. At first, he didn’t react. It was just another glossy cover, another face he didn’t recognize plastered across it, but then the headline caught his eye, and his heart skipped a beat.

"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.

HAVE you ever felt that you might be different? That, in this world, is not how the way you thought about it. But what if behind this beautiful world that you thought it was, lies the secret that would change your life? I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought.

Thank you for reading Chapter Eleven| The Cause Of My Sunshine. Is it me or is Zayn getting gorier by the second? Love, Coco

What kind of girl do you want? Zayn put his phone down and contemplated a little before answering. 'I don't know. I want my equal, someone rare, tough, not particularly girly_girl, maybe a bit sporty, free and nonchalant'. 'That sounds like you want a tomboy'. Gracie joked. 'Maybe'. He said, leaning back on the chair and staring at me, I roll my eyes and decide to distract myself with my phone. 'What about you Meg? What's your kind of guy?' Linda asked.

Now he was acting all coy like a little girl and even resigned just to avoid her on purpose? When she kissed him back then, his lips would curve up while his eyes and brows would lift up as he grinned from ear to ear. “Sigh!” Angeline sighed again! Zayne was sitting across from Angeline. The folder in his hand was opened and placed upright on the table. Placed in it was a tiny book titled ‘The Plum in the Golden Vase’, and the illustrations on it were very much indecent. After hearing Angeline sighing yet again, Zayne raised his eyes and looked at her. "Did Jay do something to make you unhappy again?"

"T H e y... w e r e... k n o w n... a s ... t h e... d e v i l... t r i o. I f... t h e y... a r e... t o g e t h e r.... n o... o n e... c a n... b e ... s a v e d... f r o m... t h e i r... b u l l y i n g." Veer explained to her making her nod. "And that book?" "I think, they write their experience in a book. Nearly everyone . So it may help to others." Giselle remembered the book that Zayn had. He also kept putting all the information that he find out each day. So, it was like a personal diary to them. Now, she needed to find out what that book was about but first, she needed to settle on the table with Hyun. "Let's go." She aksed Veer who reluctantly got up. He was still very gloomy.

Quinn asked, raising her head and staring at zayne for the first time since he gave her the book. “He told me when I was curious how possible it was for you to give him such a bruise and cut” zayne replied “Oh... Okay. I didn't even know much about grey wolves with black dots, thank you” Quinn handed Zayne the book back. “You are stronger than you know it, Quinn, so we must send a spy at once.” zayne walked toward the bag with the book in his hand. He placed the book in the bag, then zipped the bag.

As she’s about to leave the room, someone called. “Hey, I’m leaving the hotel. My car service is waiting,” she talked to the person on the other line. “I can’t wait to see you here. We’ve so much to see and talk about,” Noah said. Cela gave her room one final look. This is the place where she leaves her old self. “We wanted to go to a specific place and it didn’t matter if the road was rough and the journey was long. In the end, we found different places for ourselves but these places were the destinations where we were truly meant to go,” she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.