Zoe Winters Wikipedia Novels & Stories

Any illness hit her hard, and her recovery would take longer than expected. Novarvia's falls and winters were often bitterly cold, damp, and wet, with accompanying rain and heavy snow. The biting, cold winds cut through her like knives. She could feel them in her bones. Although Shawn listened to Zoey’s opinions and wishes, there were times he could not hide his true character and tried to control her life. He wanted her to stay at home during the fall and winter. Zoey did not like having bodyguards tailing her to class every day, but she lived under Shawn’s roof. She could not afford to fall out with him.

The January cold was sharp enough that their breath showed in the air. Walking down the path, Zoe found herself talking without her usual defenses. She told him about her parents' divorce when she was eleven. She talked about the years afterward when she decided the safest thing was to be entertaining rather than vulnerable. She had built her whole personality around being the friend who made things easier for everyone else, and somewhere along the way, she stopped checking whether she actually felt easy herself.

Every secret that has been festering in the dark for twenty years. I have not opened it. I am afraid that if I do, I will lose what is left of myself. Liam." I turn. Zoe is standing in the doorway, wrapped in a blanket, her hair wild, her grey eyes soft. "You should be sleeping."So should you." She walks toward me, her bare feet silent on the wooden boards. She stops beside me and leans her head on my shoulder.

“What is?” Victoria gestured vaguely toward the Winters family. “You people.” “That narrows it down.” “The whole winter immunity thing,” she continued. “Meanwhile, Silas and I are over here pretending we’re not freezing to death while the rest of you apparently belong in snowstorms.” Silas, sitting near the cave entrance after shifting back, looked entirely unimpressed. “You complain when it’s warm too.” “That is unrelated.” Calix crossed his arms loosely. “You were complaining before we even left.”

"Calista, you’ve really got nerve. Don’t think sharing the same last name means you can cozy up to President Virel just like that. He’s my biggest client today. You’d better step aside before you make him angry." Brynn picked up the miscarriage report from the floor and let out a disdainful laugh. "Calista, you’ve got some skill, getting the famous President Virel to put on this little show for you. Honestly ridiculous." She sauntered over to my father and said lazily, "President Virel, how much did she pay you? I’ll double it. I’m the vice president of Kade Group now. "She doesn’t hold any real power anymore. We’re all professionals here. You know how it works. New leadership, new loyalties

Her lips twitched, and she watched his hands for a moment before asking, “You’re leaving?” Miles froze for a moment. He did not expect her to ask so directly. “Yes. I’ve arranged for Miss Zane to take care of you. She’s professional.” “You gonna go see her?” A flicker of mixed emotion crossed her eyes. Miles placed the peeled orange beside her hand. “Yes. I need to find Wendy.” He looked her straight in the eye. “I’ve missed out too much already.” His mother slowly turned her gaze to the window. “I won’t stop you.”

Soon, old scandals resurfaced, banks withdrew loans, partners abandoned ship, and reporters besieged the mansion. Kirk updated me. "Richard blames it all on Olive, saying she colluded with outsiders to drain the company. Liam and Neal have cut ties with the Winters and are being hunted by Richard's enemies." I paused on a page—an equity certificate for a biotech company my mother owned. In my past life, Richard had obsessed over it but couldn't unlock its technological secrets. I closed the file. "Time to let him know what it feels like to lose everything." Three days later, the Winters Group declared bankruptcy.

The lights flashed around us, creating a mesmerizing display that seemed to blend with the rhythm of our movements. I lost myself in the moment, letting go of everything. I closed my eyes for a second, and as I did, I felt something cold hitting my face. Slowly opening my eyes, I was met by snow falling from the roof. I looked around, not sure if it was something that only I was seeing or not. But as I watched everyone else shout in excitement, I realised that they were also seeing what I was. I looked at Spike, who was standing there watching me. He pulled me in closer to him. "Now you're just showing off, princess".

Zoe’s POV I pulled my rental car into the driveway of my childhood home in Willow Creek, the tires crunching over fresh snow. It was December 24th, and the town twinkled with holiday lights, but my chest felt tight with the kind of ache that no eggnog could fix. At twenty-nine, I had flown in from Seattle after a brutal year: my long-term boyfriend had left me for his assistant, and my job as a graphic designer had turned into endless Zoom calls that left me isolated.

This has worsened his behaviour too. Zion looked at his mother as she settled on the corner of his king sized bed, "if you can't sleep in Korea, you can call Hannah too. I mean, me and Anna will not mind if you will spend some exciting and passionate time together." She was starting again. Zion speechlessly looked at his mother. Like really? Who talks with his adult son in this way? "Hannah is also turning 20 in a week. Just keep yourself in control for a week around her." She winked.