Zayn Book Novels & Stories

"You like her, bro. You were jealous of me yesterday. Whenever I was close to her, your eyes would turn bloodshot and I could smell the murderous scent coming from you." I chuckled at his description, "What novel are you writing these days? When you are done, please do let me know. I really want to read it." I made fun of him. But his stern expression did not change at all. "Stop being so stubborn and do what Dad is asking. She does not deserve to be alone in this. You have to be with her. That's the only way for it to work." He tried to make me understand. Zayn is 3 years younger than me. He is kind, soft-hearted and the most fun person I have ever been with. But sometimes he is so mature t

Effie leans towards me and hands me her phone. I tap the play button on the screen and watch Zara on her back on the floor. She keeps moving side to side and finally is on her belly. The voices in the background come from Effie and Logan, and everybody else cheers her on. I smile and aw at Zara as she tries to get on her stomach. Her cute small figure was the size of a doll, and I couldn't believe her eyes were somewhat violet. I have never seen a person with a color like that. I don't know if it's normal, but to what Effie said that Doctor Warren called it albinism, a low level of pigment in the skin, hair, and eyes, maybe because her birth mother took drugs that can affect the child inside

Zayn commented. ______________ We already at home. I am done taking a shower and got out of the bathroom. "Wife?" I heard Zayn. "Yes?" I said and turned to look at him. "Here take this." He said. I looked into his hands. iPhone 11 pro max. It is expensive and the latest phone. "No, it is expensive Zayn. I already have a phone. The vacation and your love are enough for me." I said disagreeing, pushing to phone back to him.

Did Zayne tell her to say that? I walked towards the bookshelf and ran my hands over the books. They were books in every genre and field, psychology, arts, architecture, religion, philosophy, history. Thrillers, Crime, Murder, Sci-fi, even romance…it was out of character for the kind of person I pictured Zayne as. I felt a buzz pass through me as my hands ran over every book and each aisle. It felt like I was seeing a part of Zayne that no one else was allowed to see. Like, for a few dizzying seconds, he was exposing himself to me and I felt overwhelmed…like I shouldn't be here.

and Jordan?" Zayn didn't want to talk with her. Zayn was accidentally bitten by the woman from earlier when he had gotten drunk while thinking of Giselle and mistook the woman for her. He tried to forcefully grab the woman into a hug, but she had bitten him to free herself from his grip. Danica was no longer as simple as when she had just stepped into the entertainment industry. The dirt in this industry tainted her thoroughly. "Why don't you touch me? Do you think I'm ugly or something?" Danica still roared in disregard of her image. "Have you ever cared about me these years when I worked hard in the entertainment industry? Why don't you marry me and just keep me by your side?" Zayn turned

In fact, he was elated that Finn left Rina because that had to happen for him to even imagine making her his wife, albeit only on paper. “Zayn Graham!” Kayla gushed as she rushed ahead, taking her hands off Finn. She stopped in front of him and smiled so sweetly, that he would have been fooled if he didn’t really know her. “It’s such a pleasure meeting you here,” she continued, oblivious to Zayn’s internal cringe. “I was so surprised to see your conglomerate anchoring the publicity. I know it’s hard to get you to sponsor new brands.” Zayn shrugged. “This was worth the investment, I guess.” He kept his answers brief.

So I got out of bed and went to the library and chose a random book and start turning the pages. I spent about 2 hours like this. Not long after the clock struck one, I heard the sound of footsteps from the garden. I almost stumble while running towards the entrance. Zayn was covered with blood and could barely stand straight. He looked pale and weak. As soon as I ran to him he shifted his weight on me. I almost caught him before he collapsed. I was about to scream for help but Zayn covered my mouth with his hand. He didn't want anybody else to see him like this. For a moment, I had no idea what to do. tears were rolling down. He was in so much pain. He moved his hand go my cheeks and murmur

Will's voice wavered and Zayn cocked his head in confusion, what was he trying to hide? "Don't you want me to see it?" Zayn asked and Will raised his head in silence for a minute, then he let out "If I tell you not to look, would you?" Zayn returned the silence and Will lowered his head, he felt Zayn's gaze on him and before he could get anymore strongheaded, his grip on the book loosened and he left it in Zayn's hold. Zayn's eyes went down to the book and then it went back up to Will's face, he let out a soft sigh as he kept staring at Will who waited for him to open the book and ask questions. But to Will's surprise, Zayn dropped the book in front of him and leaned back against his chair,

Alright, I am gonna look back and give him a my sweetest smile. As I did, I saw the face of an angel. Deep set eyes and chiseled jaws and brows that are so thick, I wanted to get lost in them.I am not kidding. Men with these features should be illegal in Alabama. “I am Zayn.” Offering his hand to me. I hesitantly gave mine and believe it or not, I freaking felt a jolt of electricity. Not the subtle ones but the kind that makes you jerk your hand away and i gave him my ‘what the fuck was that,do not tell me you did not feel that’ stare.

The girl said. “Same here. I actually thought that this book wasn’t popular but you’re reading it as well. Oh, I’m Kayne by the way, Kayne David.” “I’m Natsumi Koga, it’s nice to meet you!” “Ah yes, you as well. I was actually about to ask if you always come here.” Kayne asked. “Uhuh, I always go to this café every time I go to town, this is actually kind of my spot, haha.”