Zoey Film Novels & Stories

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 could feel his quizzical look upon her face which began to unnerve all the more. "Mine got damaged during the accident" She answered his facial question while He sighed as he placed it carefully in her hand. She dialled Antonio's number on his phone with haste placing it almost immediately to her right ear. She cleared her throat briefly. "Antonio...yeah it's me Zoey..." She breathed heavily. "Remember that movie happening somewhere in Canada you were offering?....Yeah,tell the director I'm ready to take the role....No questions just do as I say." She scolded cutting Antonio's talk midway and almost flinging Gray's phone back to him. He didn't appear to be offended although.

And then the big screen flickered. At first it was static. Then images flashed. Grainy. Intimate. Explicit. Andrew Wilson. Zoey's dad. Filthy. The room gasped as one and someone dropped a glass. The sound shattered on the marble floor. I didn’t even process what I was seeing fully because my eyes went straight to Zoey. Her face drained. Completely white. Like someone pulled the blood out of her veins. Her lips parted but no sound came out. The pictures kept flashing and then the coordinator’s voice, shaky but determined, announced Zoey Wilson as prom queen. The spotlight snapped onto her like a gunshot. She was frozen in it. Trapped. And then the audio started.

She asked. Before she could think of the rest, darkness blinded her. And the next morning, she was awake with a huge headache. -------------------------------------------------------- Zoe's POV : "Aargh… holy Christ… I am not going to drink that shit ever again…!!" I exclaimed and opened my eyes to see a different place.

She wiped away the tears stranded on her cheek. "Look." Zoey said, her voice coming out warm and sweet, she grabbed her hands on the table, before pressing them softly, "You can cry all you want. It's not a bad thing, in fact, it's the best thing ever." "Really?" The actress appeared surprised. Zoey leaned in, suddenly craving burgers, she could have that later, but she needed to talk to Lin. Lin was a good woman, she was sweet and warm just like Stella, but for once, women need to learn how to be strong, to fight those obstacles.

She takes her panties and her outfit she borrowed from Rosie and with dignity she looks at Tristan and tells him. “I am not some kind of lunatic, you know? I am perfectly aware where I stay. I am still your parents' murderer and a burden for you. More than that I am your surrogate and you know what? I am done fighting you. You want a pup from me, I will give it to you, Tristan.” Tristan would like to correct her, but what could be added? He fucked up again and he knows that. “I am going back to my room.” Zoey says as she starts to walk away from him.

The others settle on the couch, watching her eat with relief and concern etched into their faces. Anders breaks the silence gently. “How do you feel now?” She shrugs, nodding with her mouth full. But I need more than that. I lean closer, my voice careful. “If you’re up for it, we’d like to talk about what happened.” Her body stiffens. “We just want to get to the bottom of it,” Anders adds quickly. “Anything you remember could help.” Zoey stays quiet for a long moment. Then, slowly, she lifts her head. “I was at the river. Just finished talking with Anders. Then I felt this pain. Unbearable. Like fire tearing through me. And then… everything went black.”

Zoey took a bank card from her wallet and put it in front of Emma with a smile, "This is a deposit of 100,000, and I will give you 100,000 when things are done.” Emma stared at the bank card without blinking. Since this huge sum of money would be enough for her to spend for a long time; it looked so tempting. But she knew Zoey wouldn't give her the money for free, so she asked, "What do you want me to do?" Zoey chuckled, "Don't be nervous. I'm not telling you to kill or set fire. I need you to do me a favor." "What favor?" "Aren't you in charge of cleaning Oprah's room? If the bathroom floor isn't cleaned properly and she accidentally falls... Do you understand what I mean?"

Ariana was nervous and quickly said, "Nelson, it's true! Think about it. Zoey was promiscuous at the age of fourteen and even had an abortion. How could her character be good? I felt sorry for her and took her in after she was sent abroad for eight years, but it turns out that those who are pitiable must have something hateful about them. She betrayed me. I thought she could turn over a new leaf, but she was waiting to scheme against me here." Nelson did meet Zoey in a bar, and a woman with such indecent behavior could do anything. So he said, "Ariana, don't worry. I will help you solve this. Just focus on developing in the film and television industry, and I will make you a movie queen." Ar

Zoey excused herself to use the restroom but ended up bumping into someone. At first, she didn’t pay attention, but when she heard the woman’s voice—even though her face was hidden behind non-prescription glasses—Zoey knew who it was. She rushed back to their seats and shook Zayne awake. “What is it, Zoey? I’m still sleepy!” he grumbled. “I bumped into Mommy, Kuya! Even in disguise, I recognized her voice!” Zayne’s eyes snapped open. “Where are they?” Zoey frowned at his question.