Novel & Cerita Zoey Ebony Franklin

He prepared everything; he even instructed Dillon and Lilac to take care of everything. A victory party will happen, but it’s a proposal behind the scenes—the grand proposal of the ruthless alpha king. Drake sat on the couch playing with his son, Zeus Calvin. His son inherited his eyes; even the mold of his facial features resembled him. His son was totally like him when he was still a kid. Zeus gets his mother’s lips; soft, red rose lips, and even her mother’s hair color. “Hey, where’s everyone?” Emily asks Drake who was playing with her son, Zeus.

Franklin Sterling POV "My fangs are going to rip your throat out if your mouth spreads one more fake rumor about my friend, Matron!" Fanny barks, stepping his heavy boots directly between my body and Yvette Actonward’s snarling face. Yvette glares at me like I am a piece of moldy forest trash, her scent turning completely sour with disbelief. "This rustic wildland boy cannot possibly hold a true bond with the master designers of the high citadel! Master Fanny, your tracker nose must be completely broken today! Your eyes are mistaking this country stray for another warrior named klinton, and Franklin is just playing along with your stupid blunder to steal your respect!"

She'd confirmed that Yara wasn't incapable of love; she just didn't love Yvette. "Cynthia, you've been a great help these past few days." "Should I fly back to Asnea tomorrow?" Cynthia asked. "Alright." After all, the contract could be signed electronically. After Cynthia left, Ray drove Yvette back to Sangine County. On the way, she called someone to investigate Zoey. She also looked up Zoey online. Soon, she found Zoey's personal profile. Zoey was now 28 years old, slightly over a year older than Yvette, and was an internationally renowned dancer.

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

And that window left wide open was Baby Z. “I don’t want to go to kindergarten, daddy!” she said , wrapping her little arms under her chest, and pouting her lips at Tristan just the way Zoey was doing it. She is Zoey’s daughter one hundred percent. You can’t be misled about that. Her appearance, her sassiness, all about her screams out loud “I am Zara Mayer, Zoey’s Mayer daughter!” “Baby,” Tristan said and lifted her in his arms, and Baby Z, placed her arms around his neck. “All the kids in our pack are going to kindergarten. It is time for you to go too.”

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN GRAHAM She was standing there, right in front of me, naked in her human form and with her wild hair, skin glowing under the moonlight, chest rising and falling like she’d just run a thousand miles. But all I saw was the wolf. Frankie. It was her. Zoey was Frankie. My stomach turned. My breath got stuck in my throat, and for a second, the world felt like it was spinning around. I didn’t move. I couldn’t. I just stood there staring, my heart beating too fast and too loud. Everything inside me felt like it was breaking apart, piece by piece.

Emily scoffed, standing up and walking to her room. * “Sir, I've got her information,” Daniel informed, waking closer to Henry. “Tell me.” Henry requested. “Okay, her name is Zoey James, she is 19 years and an orphan, although she has a brother who she seniors with 2 years. She is an American, graduated from…” “Wait! I need the most important facts about her. I don't need her details, how do I get to her fucking ass? I want to destroy her.” Henry cut off and said.

Cammie had gone full Harley Quinn, complete with a baseball bat covered in rhinestones. "You think this is too much?" I asked, turning sideways to check the back. "Babe, nothing is too much here," Keiko said. She was applying red lipstick, her hand steady as she read her cupid bow. "Besides, you look hot. Own it." The door swung open and Madam Fantasy walked in. She wasn't old. She was maybe in her mid-forties, but she carried herself like someone who'd seen everything twice. Tonight she wore a black suit, her hair pulled back tight, her expression carried everything that she was about. Business.

“Fuck. Just what this world needs another male Godwin. But it don’t work like that bitch. If it’s a girl, you’ll be naming her after moi, best friend in the world of course.” Ebony placed an open hand across her chest as if Amber didn’t know who her best friend was. Ebony was the only true friend she had left over the years. The one who’d never abandoned her or stabbed her in the back. Beneath her often tough, bitchy exterior, Ebony LaChance was good people.