Zayn Hussein Novels & Stories

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

She asked taking a quick glance over at me “ I have a mate, her name is cherry.” Ryan smiles “ Cherry like the stone fruit ? That’s so cute!” She smiles “ What about you?” She asked Creed “ no I’m not seeing anyone unless you count my pillow I see her every night” he winked She giggled “ gross” she said making the throwing up sound “ and you?” Creed asked me “ me? No, I don’t have anyone.” I said focusing on the road “ make a left after that stop sign” she said looking at me with sad eyes

But at the same time, I felt a surge of pride. His desire was profound, like a current running between us. It was as if I had a power over him that I had never felt before. As he took in the sight of me, I couldn’t help but study him in return. His eyes were dark and intense, flickering with a hunger that was indescribable. His hands were strong and sure, yet there was a tenderness in the way he touched me that made my heart skip a beat. At that moment, everything else fell away. It was just me and Dane, two bodies drawn together by an undeniable attraction.

"Scarlett." ******

Oh, I didn't mean for him, I meant for the celebrant," Zayn corrected as he stuck his hand in his pocket before looking to his side at Will and Zayn couldn't help but think the one people were bound to mistake for the person of the day was 'him'. He had his hair gelled neatly which made his bewitching facial feature stick out more as his green eyes seemed to glow with much more appeal under the light. The white suit Zayn had gotten him couldn't have looked better on anyone else, his dazzling aura oozed out and Zayn felt the back of his throat burn up. "What?" Will asked in response to Zayn's stare. "Nothing," he replied casually and looked away before letting out a low sigh. He was sure if h

It was already past seven when I drove into the driveway and I was stunned to see zayn’s maybach parked and just as I climbed out of my car, his own door opened and he alighted. For a moment, my own breath skipped while looking at him. He was dressed in a pair of blue pants and a crisp white shirt which was neatly tucked into his pants with two buttons undone. He was a priest but he looked more like a Greek god at that moment, i just wanted to pounce into his embrace and bask in the warmth of his sweetness. “Gattina” his voice resonated in my ears while he took slow strides towards me. His hair was not tied and it looked disheveled maybe from him running his hands through it too much.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

I change the subject "He has a kid?" His eyebrows raise, "Since when?" He seems shocked "Yeah, his name is Carter, he is the cutest little thing. Even though I haven't seen him in real life, I saw pictures and he looks more like me, than Ryder," I say He chuckles shortly, "What do you do at the gym?" "Gymnastics and my brother is teaching me self-defence. You should fight me," I tell him doing playful karate moves with my hands.

I think it's Zain's calling her. I ignored that and looked back at her. "I'm getting tired. You kids continue, I'm just going to hit the day." She waved at us, and we all waved back. Daniel turned the T.V. back on and I snuggled deeper into my blanket, continuing to gawk at Channing Tatum and Dave Franco.

Sitting at a table with Kyle, Steve, Suzie, and Grayson I cannot stop myself from staring at Alpha Zac as he addresses the pack. I thought Grayson was delicious-looking, but fuck he was just a snack compared to Alpha Zac. He is built like a sex god. He was at least a foot taller than me, with chocolate brown hair that was perfectly tousled. Longer on the top, short on the sides. Piercing blue eyes, the same color as the rivers around us. A slight bit of scruff was neatly outlined on his sharp jawline. I could see every budging muscle under his dress shirt. Corded forearms were showing as his sleeves were rolled back.