Zeke Hernandez Novels & Stories

Useless bunch of trash! The subordinate knew he had failed in his duty and hung his head, not daring to argue. After a brief silence, the subordinate hesitantly said, "Mr. Grist... actually..." Impatiently, Fred glanced at him. "Actually, what?" "Although we couldn't trace Zeke's whereabouts, we did find out some news." "Go on." "The eldest son of the Hamertons in Centrolis is named Zuko!" Fred was taken aback, furrowing his brows tightly. "Are you saying that Zeke Hamerton is Zuko Hamerton?"

she smiled and hugged my cousin instead of shaking his outstretched hand. “Good to know you all ! I am Zeke,” he chirped. “The Dark Overlord’s present Beta. Kai’s father and mine were real brothers,” he formally introduced himself and immediately raised eyebrows responded back at him. Everyone’s defenses seemed to have gone up, causing Zeke to put his arms up in surrender. “Woah ! I am not here to cause trouble in your lives. I am actually a secret dissident in the heinous villain’s camp,” he quickly explained himself.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Amelia’s POV “Hey,” Zane yelled loudly and I took off my ear pods that I was wearing and looked at him. He was looking hot as fuck in his black denim and blue shirt. His hair slightly tousled and I fought the urge to run my hair through them. “Oh, Hi!” I breathed out with a smitten smile. “I just wanted to know if you’d be free today?” he asked and my breath caught up. “What for?” I asked, carefully. “Well, we haven’t completed the assignment that Mrs. Gomez gave us,” he reminded me.

I brought it up again and I’m not stopping until he gives me his name. “I’m Angelo.”

That man had finally shown up before her in the end. A smile filled with delight immediately emerged upon her face. Within the next moment, her smile disappeared abruptly and was replaced by impeccable panic. She said, “Juan, you shouldn’t have come. Why are you here? They have heavy troops lying in ambush waiting for you. You have to run away now.” “Wahahahaha!” Zeke suddenly let out a maniacal laugh on the stage. He laughed so hard to the point where tears were rolling from his eyes. “Juan… Juan, you are here. As expected, you are here after all. Fantastic! This is awesome… Today I, Zeke Ma, will make sure you don’t leave here alive.”

Hardy lifted his chin and patted Zeke's shoulders. The other teacher sighed, "Zeke's skills are only comparable to a hacker. The only people who could compete with him are the Finley brothers from Royal Creek Institute. Let alone our team..." When Mr. Hardy heard that, he replied happily, "Zeke's skills have been advancing very quickly every year. The Finley brothers were no match for him last year. It would be even more impossible for them to beat Zeke this year."

"Sorry, I mean...I work for Mr. Miller." "Oh.." Zeke smiled. He picked up his glass of wine and took a sip. Dante's eyes followed all of Zeke's movement. From the way he picked up the glass with his slender delicate fingers to the way his lips engulfed the tip of the glass, everything made sense. No wonder Sebastian fell for him, Dante thought. He's too beautiful to be real. "What work do you do for him?" "Oh...I'm his um...his personal doctor." Zeke furrowed his brows. He leaned forward as he placed the glass back on the table, "Keane never told me he had a personal doctor."

The boy drops the controls beside him and gets to his feet, shaking his body in a kid's kind of dance. I glare at Dante even though technically it isn't the man's fault that I lost. My annoyance amplifies when I realize Dante is still staring at Zeke, gaze focused like he wants to dissect the boy's head and see what is inside. "How old are you Zeke?" Dante asks just as I'm about to ask him what's wrong. "Six." Zeke throws out nonchalantly, obviously still excited about his victory. "Where's your father?" "Dante?" I say his name in a questioning manner.

I said as I fought a smile. “You give them everything and this is how they treat you,” Gabe sighed. “I’ll get started on your mythical. I’m Adea. What can I get you?” I asked his friend. “I heard. I’m Leo. I’ll take what Gabriel’s having,” he said. He wore a white baseball cap flipped back, his blonde hair was shaved short, but long in the front. He was handsome, his light brown eyes stared at me with interest and a hint of jealousy. As if there was anything to be jealous about between me and Gabe.