Zig Novak Degrassi Novels & Stories

“ Has Nik asked for help? “ I asked. Viv laughed like I had said something funny. “ Do you know the other dons? They have never liked Nikolai because he made his empire instead of inheriting it like the rest of them. We are the first Trentino mafia family in Italy and they’re jealous because someone so young has achieved what they couldn’t. “ Before I could answer and say how stupid that was, I heard the screams of a man. We all looked outside the door in time to see Nikolai dragging a crying Viktor to the basement. There was blood all over his shirt and hands. He had a look I had never seen before. Not even when he beat the man who touched me to death. I got up from my seat and followed him

"Thank you, but I don't want to talk about it now, if you don't mind." She nodded. "I hope you can sort it out." I hummed, not sure if he would want to. "Do you mind if I go with you to the ball?" "Of course not; come on, let's go. Johnny and Ciro will drive there themselves." We talked about the mafia and the Gravanos. I found out that they hadn't always been the number one mafia in the world until Johnny took over at a young age and became the capo. Mr. Gravano had always been abusive, but since little Viona passed away, he became more abusive and even started helping their opponents. Something sounded off about how Viona passed away, but I decided to keep quiet.

~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.

The sun hadn’t fully risen over the Ashford private airstrip when Grace stood on the balcony, arms folded tightly around her silk robe. She had barely slept in days. In the room behind her, Damien lay asleep, his chest rising and falling steadily, finally at peace, at least for now. But the photo Noah had shown her last night kept replaying in her mind. Jade. Alive. And not just alive, but standing beside the same woman they thought had died in Montenegro: Zara Mikhailova, the Red Viper.

Zac shifts me in his lap, looking towards Violet. Crossing a long slender leather legging-clad leg over Graysons, "Alpha, respectively, now is not the time for shop talk. I am here for a weekend with my mate and to celebrate that beautiful little cherub you and yours managed to create!" Her icy blue eyes sparkled as she talked. Grayson chuckles, draping his arm around her shoulders, pulling her towards him, and kissing her temple.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

The air crackled with anticipation, every eye trained on the podium where the candidates stood side by side. When the announcement was finally made, declaring Donovan the new SUG president, the room erupted into cheers and applause. Boma's heart swelled with pride and relief as she exchanged jubilant looks with Hilda. Amidst the celebration, Teni's expression remained inscrutable, though her eyes betrayed a hint of resentment as she watched Boma and Hilda share a moment of camaraderie. With Donovan's victory secured, the campus erupted into a frenzy of celebration, his supporters cheering his name with fervent enthusiasm.