Zoey Ebony Franklin Novels & Stories

Jacob’s POV The girl’s name is Calista Caitlynn, a nineteen year old omega. She speaks to me with enough wisdom and intelligence that not all women have, by her looks and her figure I even thought I could marry my son to her instead, only that she lacks the name for it. I could still picture how she gasped for air the moment I touched her, it felt like she wanted me to do more of that. She’s perfect as a whore, to be honest, but she’s even more perfect to serve.

I would like to create my own story sheet by helping Goddess Zoey's dream become the diva of heaven! I then admired Zoey's square face, topped by a firm chin with a strong jawline polish. It showed strength as well as confidence. Zoey's dense black hair, stretching long straight, fell to her back like the crown of a Javanese court princess. Zoey's two thick curves of eyebrows appeared to overshadow her two oval eyeballs. The eye color was hazel which people have often mistaken for brown or green. Every time Zoey looked at me, I always felt like she was a Balinese dancer who has a kind of resignation and sincerity.

And last was the beautiful Molly with her long black and curly hair, stunning brown eyes, warm umber skin tone and motherly expression. “Where are your things?” Zoey asked, and all four of them looked at me. I grimaced under their stares. “Erm.. about that.” I could feel my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “I don’t have anything,” I confessed. “Nothing?” Zoey asked. “Nope.” “Dress?” I shook my head. “Make-up?” I shuffled my feet. “Well...” I knew I would have to explain. “When I joined the pack, I joined as omega.”

Evangeline said, her eyes narrowed, and she smiled with some pain inside. Victoria stood frozen, her eyes widened with disbelief, her heart rose against her ribs. What in the actual hell is happening? Aaron stared at Evangeline and Nate, his face a mask of shock and fury. Even though you're being naive, Zoey is not a good person; she has another personality, which she has never shown in front of us, he thought.

“There might not be many people who look like each other in this world, but that can be achieved with some hard work. “Zoey is an example. Her looks were once surgically altered by my sister.” Sally nodded but did not say anything. The man pulled her into his arms. “Queenie has been plotting against you for five years. In that case, Franklin would not have only been sponsoring the last few days of her plot against you. “As for Thomas being forced to inherit the Yoders’ family business, well, that happened not too long ago. “I’m wondering why Franklin set his sights on us from such a long time ago. And why you and me?

I spoke, yelling, and my wolf whimpered regretfully. "After Jaya was born, Zoey picked herself up and transformed into the charming, independent woman you see today. She buried you in her past, and whenever I tried to ask her about Jaya's father, she would just tell me he was dead, the same way she told anyone who asked,” Lord Adrian explained. His words made my heart sink into my chest. I realized that to Zoey, I was dead. "Listen, man, Zoey won't forgive you so easily," he muttered while I stood up and paced around the room.

than me so I couldn't leave Jamal's side. "We can't possibly be mates." He said coldly, "you.. you know." He was still stuttering when I turned and walked away, not wanting to hear what he had to say. I ran into the woods with the aim of screaming out my lungs and relaxing to get myself an answer of what to do because there was no way on Earth I could be mates with Jamal, as a matter of fact, that would be the end of me.. the end of my parents great secret. While I was running fast with my foot and my thoughts, I heard strange voices and stopped abruptly, the pheromones they were emitting wasn't strange anyways. I masked my pheromones immediately. "I want Messiah Jordy, I want him as mine,

"By the way, I'm at the main gate waiting for the door to open." Before I could finish talking, the gate opened and I slipped through it. I stood there for a while, watching the huge compound. The Blacks are one of the richest people in New York so it wasn't a surprise to see the kind of house they live in. I knew every corner of the building, I knew Mr. and Mrs. Black's room, I knew Stephanie's room but not Zayn's. He was the only one who I didn't know about his room. Zayn was notorious. At 18 he was already involved in keeping a bad gang around him, he smokes, and he fucked any girl he wants without even thinking about STDs. I mean, what if he contracted a dangerous disease during his rend

At the end of the day, any decision that gets made is hers and hers alone, and I’m grateful that I have an amazing Alpha in her and that I don’t have her job. I inhale deeply. It’s with that deep inhale that I smell my favorite scent in the whole world, warm cherry pie. I know my mate is near. It’s then that I heard the knock on the door. “Come in, Beautiful” I call to Zella, my mate as I lift my head up while still remaining hunched over the desk. Thought to be a Hebrew name meaning, “wolf” the name Zella only encapsulates one small part of who this wonderful woman is. Yes, she is a wolf. But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that s

"A banking error. It happens." "Zoey," Kian barked, not taking his eyes off me. "Talk. Now." “You don't get to yell at her like that.” I countered but he ignored me. Zoey looked at me, then at Kian, her loyalty torn. But when Kian used that tone, people didn't just talk—they confessed. "It's Elijah," Zoey whispered, her voice shaking. "He... he did something to her accounts. They’re frozen. All of them. She can't even buy a coffee, Kian."