Zed X Wyatt Novels & Stories

Zoey's POV Matteo Harmon immediately put on a stern face and said, "How can you belittle your daughter like that? Zoey has her strengths too." Daria snorted and said, "What strengths could she possibly have?" "Zoey is kind," Matteo Harmon retorted. "Kind?" Daria laughed as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, "Eight years ago, when she was only fourteen, she went to bars to smoke and drink, hung out with thugs, and was involved in scandals of promiscuity and abortion."

“We'll take it anyway.” Wade shook his head. “Fine. Give me the number.” Leonard gave him his cell number and collected his. Wade entered it into his phone. Naomi watched carefully. The conversation seemed to be going nowhere until Wade suddenly sighed. “You know what's funny?” “What?” Emma asked. “All this gas business.” He gestured toward the tanks. “Everybody's worried about Thanox and oxygen and all that.” He shook his head. “I can't even smoke anymore.” Naomi blinked.

He had seen how despressed and affected she was after finding a girl in Ethan's bathroom in his suite the night the guy proposed to her. His thought were getting darker that he stood up and stormed away. No, he didn't want to cause a scene, not while his sister's body is there. His whole body was trembling so hard that it surprised him he reached his car without causing havoc. ********** It was three in the morning but Hazel Wyatt still had her eyes opened. She stared at the set of printed digits and sighed. Closing her eyes for a moment, she leaned back and massaged her temples. Her head was throbbing.

He looked forward again and continued to caress his hand. “We're not too far away. We have about another 15 minutes, and we'll be there. Before getting there, we should discuss what you want your parents to know. I know we're going to tell them you're submissive, but I don't know how much you want them to know about what happened to you after you left their house with that…” Wyatt paused to stop himself from word vomiting every curse word he could think of to call Darien's ex-mate. “Pathetic excuse of a wolf!” Wyatt said, then looked down when he felt Darien trying to pry his hand open.

Vincent stated calmly, emphasizing the potential consequences. "You need to apologize," he concluded, urging Annie to take responsibility. Annie sighed and nodded, knowing she couldn't defy her boss's request. "I will, Sir," she replied with a smile, standing up from her seat. "Good," Vincent smiled approvingly, dismissing her. As Annie left the room, Vincent turned to his computer and logged into his Weibo account. He searched for the video but found that all the videos of Annie's fans shaming Emily had mysteriously disappeared.

I wouldn't have been able to deal with the pitiful stares and false sympathy. I stood beside Adrian with a glass of champagne while he networked. I was engaged in the conversation until I saw Wilson, he was standing with a few people. I felt the pull on my heart strings as I looked at him. He looked so unlike him, he had such bad eye bags and he looked so lonesome. He had no date, no Lillian. He just stood there, nodding and laughing when it was needed. He barely spoke at all. He still looked as handsome but he looked so raggedy.

Damn, I hope not. ==== The days passed quickly. Today is Wyatt's birthday. Here we are at the condo, Wyatt just watching me while I put on my wig. Because I don't know how to put makeup on my face, we even went to the beauty parlor. The gay guy who did my makeup was very happy because he said I was beautiful. I didn't say anything because he also thought that Wyatt was really my boyfriend. "Gorgeous," Wyatt stood up and hugged me from behind. "Stop it," I frowned.

Wyatt took a step forward; his figure was tall, and a cold and domineering pressure oozed out of him. His eyes are piercingly cold and fierce. "Enjoyed toying with my feelings, huh?” Despite the coldness oozing out of him, Wyatt's voice was steady and calm—too calm to be real. He took off his shirt and tossed it somewhere across the room, leaving his upper body bare. Even though it was a delicious feast for my eyesight, the precarious situation I was in made me unable to enjoy it.

Zara's POV The next day Wyatt had everyone training extremely hard, no breaks. Everyone except me because I had my different sides under control. So instead I stayed by Stella's side and played with her. "Zara, can I talk to you for a minute?" Wyatt showed up suddenly and asked. He used my name. This must be serious. "I'll be right back, Ella," I told her and she continued playing. "Hey, what's up Wyatt?" curiosity killing me.

Determined. She didn’t mind that she isn’t wearing anything but she mind that I am going to let someone use her. “ Don’t. Try.” I scolded her when I gripped her hands and drag her back into the room. Jared is laughing because of the show that I am producing but he is fast to assumes because he is now unbuckling his pants and stretching all of his muscles like he plans to ruin Lauren’s body. “ S-Sir. I-I am going to be good. N-Not this. E-Ethan….love” she sounded scared while tilting her head and looking at me. I am no saint but I am no devil either.