Zoey Hernández Novels & Stories

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

The EDM music was blasting on the floor, the neon flashing lights were moving up with the beat. On that crowded night, Zoe Elizabeth was dancing without caring about the world. Nobody can predict that she was new to this nightclub. With its upbeat, friendly, relaxed atmosphere she was trying to forget all the pain in her heart.

After opening all the plates, she stood up. Martin swallowed as she walked seductively to the door. She locked it and walked to his table. She sat on it and opened her legs widely. Martin's breath hitched as he stared as her bare vagina. It was shaved clean, just the way he loved it. He managed to rest his back on the sofa. He was suddenly not hungry for food anymore. The woman unbuttoned her shirt completely. Afterwards, she dipped her index and middle fingers into her mouth while maintaining direct eye contact with her boss. She was his personal chef and also his sex toy.

she threatened vehemently. I simply chuckled at her words and took a step back. "Just so you know, my name is Henry, a former beta of the Lycan Pack, and I want you to remember that I am watching you. If you dare do anything stupid to Sierra, I will make sure you regret it all. Not only that, but you will despise everything about yourself and realize that you are not fit to be a Luna, not only in the ghost pack but in every pack," I warned sternly. I walked away as I noticed her growing anger, and before I could turn to the other side, I heard her yell…

Aly, with a playful defiance, retorted, "Being your best woman doesn't mean I must spill all my secrets. Even the best of friends keep a few mysteries up their sleeves." With a nod of understanding, Zeke made a move to leave, only for Aly to drop a bombshell. "I met someone." "What?" Zeke's astonishment echoed in the room as he quickly retook his seat, eager for every detail. "Bazyli Demps. He's a bartender at the Archer. Amazing, dreamy, and—" "Wait, you're serious?" Zeke's incredulity hung in the air. "Mhmmm," Aly confirmed, and as the conversation unfolded, Zeke's shock transformed into enthusiastic support. Little did Aly know; her best friend was ready to champion her pursuit of love in

Instead, she was staring at her, blinking and smiling. "Zoey, this is Jenna Murphy, the Vice President of our company." Hansen continued staring at the tablet in his hand and introduced the girl indifferently. Then he looked up again at Jenna who was standing silently. He turned his face to the girl, and said lightly, "This is Zoey Delia, student of the University of Arcadia."

Snow coated the mass in a thick white layer, but the twisted shapes of ten bodies still showed through the frost. When Zoey came out at last, a faint blush rose to her cheeks the moment she saw him. As a top medical graduate from a prestigious university, she had always carried herself with pride and distance. Men had never gotten close. She had guarded herself for years, saving everything for a future husband or someone she truly loved. Yet she had given it away here in the middle of a frozen apocalypse as the price for survival, to a man she barely knew. She looked at Cyrus, took in his tall frame and sharp, steady face, and felt a quiet sense of safety rise in her chest. Women never forgo

DARCY The second her voice cracked, I knew I fucked up. "You had a baby?" Zoey Vandemere stood in the doorway like she'd walked into a nightmare. Tall, athletic, hair pulled into one of her characteristic, effortless high puffs that framed her sharp cheekbones. She was wearing black joggers, a grey cropped hoodie, and a pair of sneakers. Like always, she smelled rich, like vanilla bean and something warm, something expensive, and undeniably Zoey.

If you truly think that you deserve this position try to take it from me! “Zoey, you didn’t train. She is our best female warrior. Don’t do it.” Tristan mindlinked her, but Zoey was furious. This woman was too much. The world with Dana in it is not a safe world. She tried to kill her, to kill her pup but she ended up almost killing Nico. “I am a beta woman.” Zoey said out loud so that everyone who was watching the show could hear her. “The goddess picked me to be your Luna. I don’t know if I will become your Luna or not, but I know one thing. This woman is toxic. Than to live in the world with her I better die today.” and she motioned to Mason to let Dana go.

She stood away from her mother and the proximity of her family seemed forced. “Let me guess? Our High Priestess is on a mission?” Zoey leaned back in her chair and appraised me with her warm brown eyes. “I’m not supposed to tell yet.” “I’m in,” I said with a grin at her. She smiled, her bouncy coils moved as she shook her head. She pulled up a yearbook on another tab and after typing in Sadie Rochester, the girl, now a young woman, stared back at me.