Zoe Benson Novels & Stories

Benson raised his hands while reaching into his coat and giving out a letter. "What information do you need?" Wolf remained suspicious. "Sorry, can we sit down? I think Mrs. Edison needs it." Benson smiled and pointed at Zoe, who seemed increasingly weak. The shock was too unexpected. Wolf nodded, then accompanied Zoe to sit before inviting the two of them to sit. "Why are you here? What is Zoe called for?" Wolf was immediately interrogating them.

"Noah! Tell Daniel I'm innocent! Tell him to get me out of here! You used to like me the most, remember? You cursed Evelyn to her face for me. You said you wanted me to be your mom. I'm standing right here now. Take me out of here! "Don't worry. It doesn't matter that Evelyn's dead. I'll take good care of you. I'll be the best mom you could ask for." Zoe giggled as she spoke, already lost in the picture of her future. Just as she thought, Noah still preferred her over Evelyn. Zoe stepped forward to hug Noah. Then, a sharp pain exploded in her stomach. She staggered back in shock and looked down. A thin blade glinted where it protruded from inside the toy bear.

The hard etched edge of his adonis belt drew my focus to the tented front of his jeans. His thick fingers make slow work to unbuckle his belt, I barely blink my eyes and his jeans are around his ankles. He steps out of them and forward as a thick rod bobbed in front of me. My wolf presses forward, such a hussy as she preens and purrs. Fuck. Me. Tate was well endowed but holy Goddess, Zac was hashtag blessed. My face heats. “Like what you see?” I whip around at lightning speed, my wet locks whipping me in the face as I hear him step into the shower.

he said, “and Zoe is my daughter. By blood. By choice. By name.” No dramatics. No pomp. Just truth. And then—unrehearsed— Zoe walked in. She carried her sketchpad and a stuffed koala. She climbed up onto the chair beside Anya, looked directly into the nearest camera, and said, “I made a picture.” Lena stepped forward with perfect timing and held up the drawing. Three figures. One tall, one with a braid, one with rainbow socks and a crown. All holding hands. The press didn’t speak.

” She asked. ”Well, because he is my boyfriend now!” Zoe said chewing on her bottom lips. ”What? You going out with you...” Zoe knew what she was going to say before chipping in. ”He isn't my cousin, we aren't related in any way.” Zoe explained. Bella stared at the way she looked before squealing. ”I didn't find anything nice to wear, just this.” She said pointing at her clothes. Was she crazy? How could she say she couldn't find anything nice?

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.

I said shaking her . "Ohh Beth is you."she said rubbing her sleepy eyes. "Yea its me,remember our plan ."I said looking round incase anyone is seeing us. "Yes but it can't be this night ."Kate said with her eyes almost falling out. "Well this night is perfect ,all the guard are out drinking which makes it easy to jump the fence."I said trying to convince her. "Am not sure I can come with you Beth."she said sadly "Why???."I half yelled at her

She stepped back and measured him. Zoe was one of the most elegant women of the Lykae kingdoms. Her powers were enough for others to be scared of her and put her on a high pedestal, like a goddess of sorts. She enjoyed her authority over others. However her plans were vastly different from what Ludwig had envisioned.

K•E•L•S•I:::: I used all my will power to focus my attention on the teacher as i overheard soft mumurs from every corner. "Ah! There you are, can you please tell me and the class your name? He encouraged. "My name is Kelsi Itohan" I tried to be audible as I could. "I'm a new student here" my voice slightly shaking. He nodded "Welcome, Kelsi the teacher replied with a smile that soothe my feeling.

But this week at Satan’s Bar had opened her eyes to beauty in ways that she’d never contemplated. Look at Zoe: so tall and imposing, almost regal. She was a real force of nature and of womanhood: she was the manager at the tattoo place, she was a mother to a beautiful little girl, she was Scars’ fiancée – and it was all wrapped up in a blonde, emerald-eyed, absolutely stunning package.