Zayn Malik Instagram Novels & Stories

Where's Wright? The door to the room opened, and a man in all black walked in. She knew that handsome face all too well. Zayn Malik. ***

I mumbled, collapsing onto an armchair. “Spill it,” Hailey demanded, she leaned towards me, her eyes widening as she stared at me. “I know there’s tea to be spilled!” she added, the corners of her lips twisting into a mischievous grin. I knew there was no escaping her. Sitting up slowly, I began. “Zayn and I broke up yesterday, or rather I broke up with Zayn yesterday.” “You did? Hailey shrieked, her eyes widening in surprise.

“Boom! I like that!” …. Zayn got ready for a meeting.However,before he could go out,his phone rang.He turned around and answered the call.“Mr.Meyer,something happened to Ms.Meyer” With a pensive expression,Zayn asked,“What has she done this time?” “Quickly check the live stream!” Gael anxiously urged Zayn. Saying this,Zayn turned on the live stream and was shocked to his bones once he saw the blatant accusations against Bethany.

Zayn had become the latest news across the globe, and everyone was talking about him. The video spread throughout Rheasia before Faye knew about it. Thomas, her younger brother, ran over holding a tablet and said very excitedly, “Faye! Faye! Look! Zayn is so inspiring! He’s in Murica by himself and he fought more than two hundred police officers single-handedly. He’s really awesome!” They happened to have guests in their house at the time. Faye was busy entertaining them, so she was momentarily stunned upon hearing Thomas’ remark. She said, “What?”

“Zayn, you’re too kind. I don’t object to both of you breaking up, but Tessa had spent too much of your money. I heard that she had already spent tens of millions of your money in just these past few days. That is not a small figure. That is already enough to be a house in the heart of South City. That is not a joke. I will reprimand her later on and ask her to return the money to you. She should pay you back as much as she could for all the money spent on those luxury bags.” “There’s no need for that, Miss Sharpe,” Zayn said with a smile. Right at that moment, his phone rang. He saw that it was Sabrina calling. Zayn felt incomparably lucky. It was lucky for him that he had vented and cried

Kissing me despite calling me stinky, I smile into the kiss but it fades when I realize that today, I'm Zayn's.

But the moment Zayn stepped in silence grew sharp as conversations died and every gaze turned to him. He didn’t flinch nor blink rather, he walked with calm, steady steps, like a predator entering a cage full of prey as his expression was unreadable He walked to the only empty chair in the room and sat down with deliberate ease, crossing one leg over the other. From his pocket, he drew out his phone and unlocked it, his attention fixed on the glowing screen. To the men in the room, it was an insult as he didn’t care enough to acknowledge them. Mikhail, seated to the left, let out a laugh and suddenly began clapping slowly. The sound echoed unnaturally in the silence.

"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

“Create an I*******m account for me.” Mia blinked in surprise. “Sir?” “You heard me.” Within minutes, the account was set up. Without hesitation, Zayn followed only one person—Rina Powers. Then, he made a single post. “Forever on her side.” That was it. No explanations. No defenses. Just a simple, powerful declaration. The internet exploded. Within ten minutes, his account had gained over 90,000 followers. The hashtags #ZaynGraham, #ZaynPower, and #GrahamsConglomerate surged to the top of the trending charts, completely eclipsing the previous hate trends against Rina.

That afternoon, while Zayn was having lunch in a restaurant, he was scrolling through his phone with a smile on his face. He was on cloud nine because his theatrics that morning had become a heated topic within a few hours and a number of people were supporting his stance. [D*mn it. If I had that much money, I would’ve definitely made an even bigger show out of it. But…I don’t have that kind of money!!!] [He’s from a wealthy family with a net worth of millions of dollars. Plus, he’s so handsome… I can’t imagine how wonderful it would be to be the one he’s pursuing… I’m so jealous!]