Zion Girlfriend Novels & Stories

While the girls took turns debriefing each other about the events that took place in the last month. Zoe was twenty-seven years old and just returned home from the United Kingdom a few weeks ago and she had always been a part of the squad when she was still here and, after her return, she reconnected. She had an arranged marriage with Viktor Michelson, just like Charming had said earlier. A mutual agreement between her to-be husband and her family to keep her family business afloat. The man she loved, according to her, lived in the United Kingdom and Viktor knew about him, but shed little into Viktor’s reaction to such knowledge.

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

“I mean, the job was for the position of a girlfriend, so that’s checking out the merchandise for you. Not that I’m innocent. I’m fine. But if this is like… something a man and a woman do like… something I haven’t seen yet except in movies…”What the hell am I babbling about? “I’m saying I haven’t done the ‘how’ of this play ever yet.” “Are you fucking kidding me?” “No. I have a dildo in my room, that’s the best that I can say.” I even said that proudly, because that couldn’t be more embarrassing than saying I hadn’t had a boyfriend in my twenty-one years. “No, I’m not a lesbian either.”

Jezebel asked. "He doesn't need to know." She whispered, and they went out to the bar. Kimberly was back at the pub house to work as a prostitute, where she met the love of her life six months ago. But all the sweet, passionate, intimate, and indescribable feelings he introduced to her will only be a wonderful memory she will treasure deep inside her heart.

he said slowly, “nobody will care whose daughter you are.” Something in her expression softened slightly. “Good,” she replied quietly. “That’s exactly what I want.” Then she walked away. But even after the door closed behind her… Zion kept staring at it. And for the first time in a long time, Something felt different. ............................................... Zion remained seated long after she left. The office was quiet again. But not empty. Not really. He picked up her file from his desk and opened it again. Amy Armstrong. Zack Armstrong’s daughter.

Her hazel eyes darted nervously between Aggie and the others as she chewed on her lip revealing dimples in her cheeks. Aggie extended her arm to the woman who stepped forward hesitantly. Wrapping her arm around her waist, Aggie pulled the woman close to her side and placed a kiss on her temple. “This is Zohria, my girlfriend,” Aggie announced with a proud grin. “Seems like we’ve missed a lot as well,” Thea winked at Aggie who blushed in response. Stepping forward to Zohria, Penny took the bottle of bourbon from her hand.

We had just outed our mate-bond, and their future Luna was totally fucking pulling the innocent costume off the bitch to show her true self and intentions. “That’s just too bad,” Ziyah said with an empathetic sigh. “What would you have done if that wouldn’t have worked?” Chris placed his arm on my shoulder and settled right in for the one-woman show that my mate was putting on. My parents also came to stand beside me. They had not officially met Ziyah yet, but they knew about her. Now, they would get to see how fucking amazing she was.

Julia said. Zofi entered their office with noticeable glow in her face. It’s like there’s an apparition when she stepped in. “Wow! It’s a tie!” Dana said referring to both Lizzie and Zofi. “You still have the same boyfriend, right Lizzie?” Julia asked. “Of course, why did you ask?” Zofi asked. “You look like you’re in something new,” Julia said. “I’m just inspired by Lizzie,” Zofi said. “My gosh, I better sign up now to that dating app. Give me the link, Lizzie,” Julia said.

“Yes, of course. I’ll do better while I’m here, and I’ll also see what I can do about coming home from college to visit a bit more often.” Maria nodded. “Thank you.” She thought for a moment and then asked, “So, who have you been spending your time with?” Zain smiled. “Mom, I’ve met someone. Her name is Jasmine Hunt.” “Hunt?” Her head snapped up. “Is she a nice Cuban girl?” “No, Mama.” “Is she Spanish? Puerto Rican? Mexican?” Zain shook his head. “No, Mama, but she has my heart.” Maria scoffed. “She has your heart?”

“I’m getting my girlfriend a gift.” Chris stopped, finally peeling away from Elara, his face tightening as his gaze shifted between me and Zinnia. Zinnia, on the other hand, looked like I’d just pushed her in front of incoming vehicle. “Who’s your girlfriend?” Mother chimed in, her eyes brightening. I flicked my gaze toward Zinnia in answer. Zinnia responded with her middle finger, mouthing so many curses you’d think I’d actually tried to kill her.