Zoey 101 Lola Martinez Novels & Stories

Just as Zara was dragging me away from Damien, out of the corner of my eyes , l noticed that his face i'mmediately turned blank and impassive probably not happy with me leaving his side. "Ladies allow me introduce to you the new Luna of Blue Moon Pack, This is Zoey Martinez my sweetest in-law", Zara kept a tight hold on my arm as she brought me to the two noble women amidst Alpha Damien's visitors. Both the she wolves we're astoundingly beautiful. One of them was tall and slender.

We had each other and that is what it meant when two people decided they would fight together. Zoey is the main character, she’s just a pup, and she begins to glow with her eyes turning a deep blue. She was panting slightly and sat up, lifting her hands to call into being the magic that ran through her body. I could sense the primal energy rising within her to combat the evil, I could hear probing at us for weakness.

I quickly checked in all the cells before I made my way to Savenia. “We have a huge problem,” I whispered-yelled to her while looking up and down the corridor. “Hold it.” She said before she flourished her hands and whipped up a clear bubble. “What the hell is this?” I asked her. “Private bubble, time doesn’t exist here, kind of like… time paused. But I cannot hold this for long, so make it quick.” She replied. “Zoey was aged and is now here in the cell. Goes by Lola on paper. Cell 673. Please tell me you could do something before she is raped. She is to be broken in tonight. By me.” I told her quickly.

Jolene smiled warmly at Callie. “Thank you! It really is.” Kyle nodded to someone and stepped to the side as another woman walked in. “Jolene!” She practically ran to her and they hugged each other. “I was so hoping you would be here!” “Great, another one.” Cara muttered. “I’m surprised you’re still alive.” The new girl rolled her eyes at Cara. “Not winning any popularity contest when all you do is to be on your knees.” She turned and looked at me. She was much shorter, but was still gorgeous. Shorter brown hair curled around her face. She wore a spaghetti strapped romper with five-inch heels. She wasn’t as muscular, but very toned. “Hello! My name is Zoey. Alpha Leo’s mate. We are a little

“She is only loyal to herself, and she wants to be Luna. Her only obstacle is her current Luna. She will do anything as long as she is paid well. Her name is Zoey, and she has access to all parts of the pack house.” This was a really good start but at the moment I wanted to enjoy myself. “Meet me back here at 9am sharp. We will go over our plan then. Enjoy yourself for the night…I know I will.” I said as I left the table and found myself two whores to play with for the night. ZOEY POV

"Ma'am, how could you pee yourself here? How disgusting!" Not only did Zoey not speak for Yara, but she even tried to distance herself from the latter. "I'm sorry. This is my stepmother. She has cancer." When Yara heard Zoey calling her "stepmother", she looked at the latter in disbelief. She felt like her heart had shattered. When the woman heard Zoey, she looked at her and recognized her. "Aren't you Zoey? The famous dancer?" "That's me." "You sure are kind. Can I get a picture with you?"

Igho asked, curiosity getting the better part of her. "Tell me her I*******m handle lemme follow her abeg" Ima said quickly bringing her phone out. "You don't have to worry about that cause she's in this room" "Ehn?" Igho and Ima said at the same time. I almost laughed. "Well it's Lola here" Aunty Jojo giggled giving me a side hug which I accepted shyly. "It's a lie!" Ima said wide eyed. I laughed softly. "It's true o" Laila chirped.

Lola POV As I start to wake up, the first thing I notice is that I am uncharacteristically OK with actually waking up. It’s a well-known fact that I am not exactly a morning person by now, but I wake up surprisingly content. I open my eyes slightly and see that my room is dark, there is no light at all shining through the curtains, making me wonder what time it is. As I move my gaze to check the time, my vision settles on Zane sleeping solidly beside me. I am now waking up enough to notice Zeke’s warmth pressing against my back, and his arm wrapped around my waist too. I feel my cheeks heating up profusely when thinking back to what we did before falling asleep. For someone quite inexperienc

Zoey threw both hands toward the ceiling. “No. No, you’re adding extra letters! Why are you adding letters?” I dragged a hand over my forehead. “Can you both stop already?” “It’s not hard!” Zoey insisted, jabbing a thumb at her own chest. “ZOEY. Like… like a punch. Fast. No decoration.” Sophie squinted, fighting for her linguistic life. “Zo… Zo… Zoa…” Zoey gasped like she’d been stabbed. “Who is ZOA? Who?!”