Zoey From Dork Diaries Novels & Stories

The boys groaned collectively. " Dorathy?" Zoey asked in disbelief. " Dorathy is the biggest talkative in school. 99% of the things she says aren't true. If Dorathy tells the truth, then I'm the queen of England. Do you know last year she spread a rumor that she saw the principal and a senior alone in his office after school hours? She almost got herself expelled". " She didn't look like she was lying" Chirag countered. " As if you'd know if someone was lying even if it was right in front of you" Hunter muttered sarcastically.

PAST SELENE’S POV: Zoey picked up my call on the second ring. My world could be falling apart but I knew I could always count on her to always be meticulously consistent. “Oh, my God, finally!” Zoey exclaimed, her face popping onto my screen. Her dark almond eyes shone with mischief, her dark hair pulled into her signature bun at the top of her head. But the excitement flickered out of her face when she saw me. “Sel, are you crying?”

I ask her, in a low and composed tone and I watch as she slowly clears her throat. “Can you spare me a minute, please? I’m Zoey and I want to talk to you. Please.” she says and I squint my eyes at her. I know her. She is the Zoey. The one that is always clingy around Vaughn. The one that keeps texting him and sending silly messages. The one that I badly want to kill and what does she want to say to me?

Lafeya repeated himself. “ Fine, but I'll tell you who I am of you tell me what I want to know” I eyed him suspiciously, hoping he will agree to strike a deal with me. He nodded his head in agreement. Taking another gulp of water, I began my story. “ My name is Zoa, Zoa McClure. My parents are Maria and Tommy McClure. I have four siblings, Jason and Jeremy are seven, and Jojo is two. Most people call him Noël with me as an exception. I wanted him to be named Joey but that's his middle name. I live in New York with my parents. I'm sixteen, I'll be turning seventeen next month. Although I'm in my final year in high school, I skipped a grade. Most of my peers are eighteen but I don't really car

"Tell me, you're not dressed this hot for Jimmy, are you? Tell me who the guy is." "I know what you're trying to do Sheila, so just stop it. Tonight is your night, so we ain't talking nothing else. Well, until later." She grinned and then pulled Sheila along with her. "Get ready to tell me every single detail about our sexy Derrick Moore later. And I mean, every tini tiny little detail. Especially how hot he is." Zoey said and gave Sheila a wink. "What details Zoey? It's not like I had sex with him."

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

Zoe parked her bicycle close to the parking lot and bent over to chain the bicycle to the rail but for some reason, it was giving her an arduous time. 'Oh dammit,' she thought, frustrated. She was about to give up when she heard someone call her name. ”Zoe?" She knew that voice. It was the voice of her best friend: Dora luggard. She was the Alpha's daughter; they have been best friends since seventh grade. She wasn't nerdy like Zoe was. She was the direct opposite of what Zoe was.

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.

Darryl, who was hiding behind them, furrowed his brows discreetly at the same time. 'Sh*t, that guy is so engrossed in pretending to be me.' Darryl wanted to dash forward at the time, but he was able to restrain himself. He was curious to see what tricks those two people would pull that night! Soon after, Reddy walked out, followed by Zoey! "Sect Master Darby!" Zoey spoke softly as she walked in front of him; she also observed the man. Zoey was dressed in a long, dark purple gown. She resembled a fairy in her subtlety, softness, and elegance. Even though she was a little tired from the journey, her magnificent aura could not be hidden. It even added to her individuality!

Her thoughts drifted, circling that dangerous edge, where fear blurred into curiosity, and curiosity into something deeper, something harder to name. Because somewhere, buried beneath all her resistance, was a question she didn’t want to ask out loud: What would it feel like… to let go that completely? Chloe shut her eyes for a moment, exhaling slowly, as if trying to steady herself. Then, after a long pause, she lifted the diary again. Her thumb brushed along the edge of the next page. “…Okay,” she whispered. And she opened the diary. ______ Episode 47 – Locked in the Office