Zoe Benson Novels & Stories

“The location of the Nromais is at 12 o’clock. Hurry!” At that same time, Ellaine sat on the sofa across the TV. She had a teen magazine on her lap and the box she received on her birthday on the side table. She was currently having one of the best weekends ever. First, there were no classes. Second, she had the house to herself because Aunt Caroline spent the day with her best friend. Now she had the best leisure time with all the entertainment she needed. And only three, desperate, loud taps against the door would ruin her perfect little day.

Zoe wasn’t having any of that as she turned and swiped a leg out to trip Henrik to the ground and placed her foot over his throat after he landed on his back in the snow. “I have trained my whole life to prove being a female didn’t make me lesser, and despite antiquated Incubi laws, I, the eldest Petridis, was worthy of being the Beta heir. I trained against my Alpha heir cousins. And now, as Beta of Nebrodi, I lead the training of our warriors.” Zoe snorted. “Is further demonstration necessary that my daughter can and will defend herself against anyone?” Her dad asked, folding his arms with a smile of pride on his lips.

Not just that, her resemblance to a barbie doll was almost flawless. “We all know he can never do that, she plays a big role in his source of income,” Zoe barked, arms crossed above her chest as she glared at the bamboo who seemed to find pleasure in annoying others. Zoe was very much devoted to her source of daily bread. She had shoulder length coal-black hair, a pair of emerald green eyes, a narrow nose, and plumped lips that made up her exquisite facial features.

So, he restored the formatted content in a special way. In the banquet hall. Carolyn saw Zoey eating dessert in the dessert section. She ran over excitedly and hugged Zoey's arm, "Zoey, I'm so excited! My idol is going to fix a robot dog for me! How can he be so tall, handsome, and talented? Oh my god, my heart is about to jump out!" Zoey gave a light cough and said, "Carolyn, this is Madeleine." Carolyn saw it and immediately covered her mouth.

“Zoe, eat your eggs.” “I am eating them.” “You are moving them around the plate in a circle. That is not eating.” Zoe looked up. “Mummy. Are we going somewhere today?” Bianca turned from the counter. “What makes you ask that?” “You’ve checked your phone four times since I sat down and you only do that when something is happening.” Zoe stabbed a piece of egg. “Also you changed your shirt twice.” Bianca looked at her nine year old daughter sitting at the kitchen table in her pyjamas dissecting her behaviour with the calm precision of a small detective and said nothing because there was nothing to say that would not confirm everything.

“Still think you’re insane for walking away from the league at twenty-four, but… hell. If it makes you happy, son.” Juno squeezed my side. “He’s already ordered overalls.” Dad barked a laugh. “Jesus. I created a monster.” Zoe leaned against the railing in her black silk dress and combat boots, smirking. “As long as I get my own wing when I visit, I’m good. I need somewhere quiet to sketch that isn’t filled with Ruby’s glitter explosions.” Ruby stomped over in her sparkly purple gown, hands on hips. “You’re moving? Like, forever?”

anchors pale and repulsive in comparison to the natural elegance they had just witnessed. While the live feed died, the content took on a life of its own. Clips of the dance duel between Chloe Bishop and Zoe J. were edited and uploaded across various platforms, racking up tens of millions of views and millions of likes. Overnight, and without their knowledge, both women had become massive internet sensations. The Delusion of the "Clear-Headed" CEO Back in the suite, Zoe J. returned to Adrian Wolfe’s side, her face a mask of icy fury. Adrian, ever the devoted protector, leaned in to whisper comforts that fueled her pride.

“You’re Ash?” Ash nodded carefully. Zoe flashed a grin. “I’m Zoe. Zoe Romano. I can do splits and eat four donuts without fainting.” Krystal sighed. “Zoe, that’s not how normal people introduce themselves.” “But it’s cool, right?” Zoe turned to her. “Right, Mom?” Krystal hugged her from behind, then looked at me. “Zane, why does your kid look like an intern being forced to give a PowerPoint presentation?” I lifted an eyebrow. “Because he just realized his cousin is your smaller, louder clone.”

being close to her. He smiled, though he didn’t even know he was smiling. ************* Zoe sat on the chair with her legs crossed, swinging one foot lazily in the air. Her hair was wrapped in rollers, and she had a green facial mask on. She looked bored out of her mind. In her mouth was a cherry lollipop, and her phone lay forgotten beside her. “Let me get this straight,” she said, taking the lollipop out. “You want me to become Alicia so perfectly that even her closest friends won’t notice anything?”

ZOE is a graduating college student from Manhattan. She's a scholar of a well-known company that deals with cars. She lives in four corners of a small apartment with her mother, Iris. Iris works every night at the nearby club as a pole dancer and a court for the upper-class—billionaires, politicians, and the like. People address her as an ultimate 'courtesan' because she's been targeting high profiles. Zoe even gets bullied because of her mother's job. Despite this, she mastered ignoring everything. Her mother may not have a decent job, but she still loves her, and no one can change that.