Zayn Hussein Novels & Stories

she mused, watching him carefully, “you should tell me now.” Zayn hummed thoughtfully, pretending to think for a moment before finally nodding. “As a kid,” he said casually, “This might be shocking for you to hear, but...I had an unhealthy obsession with Britney Spears and Alicia Keys.” Katherine blinked once before rolling her eyes. Zayn chuckled at her reaction, amusement flickering across his features as he stretched his legs slightly. Katherine let out a short laugh, shaking her head. “Really, Zayn? This is the secret you choose to reveal?”

"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.

"Zayn Harisson? Who? What are you guys talking about?" Charmaine explained, "He's a famous celebrity! Not only is he a big star, but he's also one of the top three male celebrities who are every woman's dream husband. "He's the vice president of Starlight Entertainment too! He's rich. He even said that I was cute the moment he laid eyes on me. He even asked for my number. I'm sure he's interested in me!" Excited, Charmaine grabbed Larissa's arm. "What else? How did you answer him?"

Zayn did not expect the soft sigh from Noel, who seemed surprised and somewhat confused altogether. After some time, Noel slowly opened his mouth and muttered, “You’re wrong.” Zayn’s eyes widened when he heard this. He made a mistake? What did he say wrongly? Was there something else to this young man? “Senior Brother Noel, what was I wrong about?” Noel exhaled deeply and said, relatively reluctant, “This young man is already much more talented than the chosen disciple with the highest record.” Zayn almost bit his own tongue when he heard this. This guy was even more talented than the chosen disciple? How? Had he not just stayed inside for a day? How could he be more talented than the extrem

Was this why? “I AM GOD. THE CREATOR OF WORLDS, MAKER OF MAN AND WOMEN. I GIFTED THE WOULD WITH ALL YOU HAVE SEEN. I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO MEET YOU DEAR LAYLA.” My heart raced at the sound of his voice. I kept my head down. Was I supposed to say something now?

Main leads: . Zayn is a son of Steven Aurora (who owning by famous Aurora industries , Malls , college and schools) in England and future heir of Aurora group. He also 3rd young richest son in the world. Zayn is basically famous car Racer and idol of youngsters too.

i moved back and held out my hand for her. "hi i am xavier albert thomson but my real name is zayn and yes i am muslim by birth because my father is muslim and mom is from paris . but i don,t practice religion . i can,t trust people easily and i am serious infront of other but the people close to me know how sweet i am like a baby ."i said in a naughty tone . she smiled on my act and it was so beautiful to see her smile." and you are ?" i asked her she forwrded her hand and shook my hand .

When he stalked her first, he thought it was because he's hearing it from the phone and that's why it's that thick but hearing her now beside him, he just kept quite and stared at her lovingly yet aroused. "...So, I'm going to introduce my husband to you all." Her voice brought him out of his reverie and turned to smile at the camera. "He's Zayn, Zayn Khattab Borkan." She introduced proudly with that thick Arabian voice, if only she knew what that voice is doing to him and what he already has in mind, she wouldn't have being very comfortable sitting next to him. Everything is going the left way and that lane isn't the right one to follow.

"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

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