Zexal Cathy Novels & Stories

I can see the confusion swimming in her eyes. Her zeal to ask me why I'm asking all this even though Selena is dead and gone. “So… she was dating, huh?” “Yeah.” “And what was the guy’s name?” “Zachary Wright. We called him Zach.” “Where's he now?” She quickly purses her lips and looks away. I take it that she doesn’t want to respond. Fishy. “Catherine.” I call in a low, gruff voice that compels her to look my way again. “Where is Zachary Wright?”

Dan advises, no bullshit in his tone. Katherine: Hey Josh, it's Katherine from last night. I set my phone down, and, takin a large gulp of my coffee, anxiously wait for a ring. “Okay, what about the other guy?” She continues grilling. Adam’s dark eyes flash through my mind making my body feel warm. I'm not even sure how to describe him.

He didn't want to go her wrong impression about him! Chantelle sat down on the bed, still processing what had just happened. It was a strange mix of emotions - embarrassment, gratitude, and relief. But the thing that stood out to her the most was the sense of safety and comfort she felt around Delcan. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time, and she savored it. She knew that she was on the path to healing, and Delcan was helping her every step of the way.

"What?" "I am standing before Isaiah Alcatraz., the young CEO of X-ZIG." she squealed, trying so hard to contain her joy. Zoey couldn't believe her ears. If he is Isaiah then he is the one being talked about by millions of people. The youngest billionaire and CEO of X-ZIG. Why would he of all people be standing in front of her door? "Brother, I got the documents." Eddie said, standing beside him. Isaiah pocketed his hand and faced him. "Let's go. I am impressed with the house. We will start the renovation immediately."

she became suspicious and sniffed Catherine's scent. Catherine quickly grabbed the test result and crumpled it. Caitlin moved closer, continually sniffing Catherine's scent. Catherine squinted. She knew that some werewolves had heightened senses and could detect a pregnant woman's hormones. She wasn't sure if Caitlin had this ability, but the next moment, Caitlin's eyes darkened with a dangerous glint. She spoke like a specter, "Zyla, you're pregnant?!"

Others were so ridiculous that Emma had to physically stop herself from commenting. Then Sofia found something. “Wait.” She opened a thread. The post was buried deep in a chemical trading forum. The discussion wasn't recent, but it contained several references to Thanox. They followed usernames. Old posts. Deleted comments. Archived conversations. One username appeared repeatedly. Sofia copied it into another search. Then another result appeared. And another. By the time they had finished digging, they had three names. Three separate sellers. Three different parts of the world. One in Singapore.

NINE The lantern shop now has a different look. I stand outside and admire the best models displayed at the window. Anyone would want to stop and check out a piece or two here. I am wearing joggers and a round neck t-shirt Zuri gave me with an ugly sandals she bought around the shop. The sandals has double crossings that reminds me of the Spartans. ‘’I told you it's cool,’’ I say as I walk into the shop. She claps her hands together with her full teeth on display. ‘’Yeah?’’

She walked towards us and stood at our table. She smiled bashfully and looked quite refreshed from yesterday. Cathy was neither short nor tall; She had an average height of 5'6 inches. Her face shape was between a pear and oval but the forehead was slightly more narrow than the jawline, so it appeared more angular. She was a really pretty woman. "Oh hi, Cathy!" Mike gestured her to join us. She smiled gratefully and took a seat next to me. "So Cathy, It is great to see you again." David leaned forward and winked.

It was the perfect life. Cathy walked through the halls of her business with a smile and a cheerful spring in her step. Since she woke up from her sleep with few memories, she knew this was where she belonged. Running ‘Cathy’s Corner’ interior design. And her love-life was going great too. Cathy sighed, glancing at herself in the nearby window. Black hair, brown eyes, and pouty lips met her gaze, but it was the happy step that drew her interest. Her legs, in fact.

The climate in the room rises as hours count down to a critical moment of our assignment. Moving around the ill-organized table covered in maps and papers, the team gathers, standing in the midst of the preparations. Jake is looking straight at me, and although it is only for a few seconds, I can discern a shyness that does not often show itself. “How do you even manage it, Zea?” Jake’s voice is soft, his face intense. This is the question that was raised by the character: ’’Can I have fife being a mother and a killer at once?’’