Zeke Baylor Novels & Stories

He was standing with Genevieve next to him and they were both seething while everyone else was perplexed by what was happening. “I’m sure everyone here knows who Evelyn Banner is so she doesn’t need any introduction,” Zeke said, addressing the crowd but his eyes were on me, they were filled with delight and sheer excitement. “You know her as a formidable businesswoman and one of the pioneers of everything you see on display here today. Also, you might have known her as Mrs. Blackwood, who was married to my brother, Damien Blackwood, but they’re divorced now and I’ve taken it upon myself to do right by her.”

Zeke grunted, the weight of the dumbbells not even slowing his rhythm. "You're the Final Boss of 'Yearning,' Zeke," Miguel laughed. "She’s always been the one. Why don't you just tell her and end the drama?" Zeke stopped, his expression turning cold and sharp. "Why would I?" he asked, his voice like ice. "I am Zeke Yuan Zhao. I don't chase, and I certainly don't confess." "Your ego is going to be your funeral," Miguel countered. "Look at her. You think male models aren't lined up at her door? She even showed me some of the guys hitting on her the other day." It's Arthur.

Before I can unbuckle my seatbelt to run, Zane is on the driver's side of the car, he closes all the doors and starts the car. We drive to the outskirts of town, I don't know where we are going and I start getting scared. "Call Caleb," he says aloud and the AI in the car dials Caleb's number. After two rings, Caleb's voice resonates in the car. "Boss," he says. "Meet me at The Clay's House (TCH) as soon as possible. Come as soon as you can," he says and drops the call. I don't know where that is, but we are still in town, the houses have just reduced.

KARINA TUMBAGA Point Of View “I AM not insane. I know what I saw, Zeke. She's not insane. She's just... Just pretending she is.” Zeke flicked the cigarette from his fingers and crushed it beneath his heel, grinding it into the gravel until only the filter tip remained. Celestine’s mother had just been buried. The earth over her grave was still loose, the scent of damp soil clinging to the air. Zeke had stayed behind to handle the arrangements. I had left my mother sitting under the funeral tent, just for a while. I needed this conversation.

Zeke trembled under the gaze of those pointing fingers around him. "Frederick! You bastard, I’ll destroy everything you have!" Zeke screamed with all his might, but all he got in return was laughter. - "You’re too impetuous, Zeke. You shouldn’t have gone to him,” Zacharias's voice echoed in Zeke's ears. "In three days, I want him kneeling at the Yorks' doorstep, ready to take his own life!"

“God, I am so… I don’t know. All this while… he has been… right under our noses. We need to get him before he leaves the country again. We need him to get to Ethan.” “Hopefully, he will still be in the country. I’ll dig into that and give you feedback.” Zeke nodded his head and then picked up the pictures on the table. “What are your plans for today? What if we do some leg work today, or are you going to work?” Zeke exhaled, rested his hand on his waist, and then shook his head, “I am taking my kids on a date.” Ryan raised a brow, tugged his lips to a smile, and then laughed, “Oh, give it up to the fucking father of the year!”

He growled as Gabriel couldn’t hold back any longer. “Don’t lay a finger on her!”. Gabriel growled as Zeke scoffed.”That’s too bad then. I was just about to explore her breasts just now. How did they say your sister was? 19? Damn, she’s one heavy lady. I just want to squeeze her bre..” “Zeke Riel Zander!”.Gabriel ballowed, gritting his teeths. One more word and he swears he was going to find Zeke and kill him.

That maybe, just maybe, a small part of him grieved and was mourning her. But now, I knew better. He hadn’t been avoiding this master bedroom because he was grieving. He had been saving himself for Ophelia. The realization hit me like a slap. I had been so stupid! Zeke’s tall figure loomed as he stepped further inside, his shirt unbuttoned at the top, revealing the smooth line of his neck. His smirk stretched as his blue eyes landed on me. Zeke might be a scumbag, but he was indeed a handsome man, he knew it and took pride in it. At 29, he was almost at his peak in his career and was one of the rising CEO in the city.

They cooked again my favorite. I heard a car beeping so loud. I thought it was just a random car but sun I look through the window, I saw Zeke leaning on his car while his hands inside the pocket. He was wearing a shades with black polo paired with black jeans and white shoes. He was so handsome. Plus, his long hair was blown away by the wind but his smile makes him more handsome. The f*ck, what am I saying?

Zeke Forenbach, his weary body still pulsating with the remnants of his victorious battle against Devin, gathered his strength to seek out Reiner, his trusted ally and dear friend. As he made his way to Reiner's side, his heart swelled with a mix of gratitude and sorrow. The imminent departure of his soul weighed heavily on his mind, urging him to make the most of their remaining time together. Reiner sensed Zeke's presence before he even saw him, and as their eyes met, a bittersweet understanding passed between them. Their unspoken connection had always transcended mere words, and in this poignant moment, they both knew that their time together was drawing to a close.