Zoey Hernández Novels & Stories

I'm about to dip after I find Zoey, I've grown tired of meeting people for the night. "Hey," I turn around to a short blonde. Her brown eyes twinkle as we stare at each other. I subtle arch a brow, she seems to be up to no good for some reason. I've seen her a few times at Agrocentre Enterprises but never got around to speak with her one on one. I think her name is Alloy, Zoey's assistant. "Was gonna offer you some champagne but I see you've beat me to it," "Oh... yeah." She purse her red lips. "Well, I notice you haven't met Ms. Zoey Martinez since you got here. She's my boss and dear friend anddd the head of our financial department." She throws me a shy wink. "She's pretty mean with numbe

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.

I'll be back for you soon. I ran as fast as I could, and because I knew the routes like I knew the back of my hand, I avoided all the patrols trying to track me down. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I reached the border. - I, Beta Brady Brown, resign from my beta status and reject Lycan Moon Pach as my pack. I will continue my life as a rogue and return to save my mate and take revenge on all who cross my path. This is my solemn promise.

Serena introduced herself to Zoey, "Hi, there. I'm Serena." Laughing awkwardly, Zoey snapped out of her daze and said, "I'm Zoey." Serena quickly appraised Zoey. The young lady was pretty in a lively, endearing sort of way, though she had an androgynous sense of style. She sported a shoulder-length bob and wore a practical-looking windbreaker, which she matched with black cargo pants. At that moment, Harvey and Sunny sauntered over, looking delightfully surprised. "A hot model, indeed! No wonder you were so eager to escort her, Damian!"

Its a really useful thing to have for mates. Zoey is everything and more I could ever ask for in a mate. She is beautiful, funny, charming without knowing it, kind, and radiants an energy off that just makes you want to bow to her feet and do everything in your power to please her......in more way then more. I've never looked at a females body the way I look at her during random times. Yesterday at training she was sweating and I caught myself licking my lips watching the swear run out from under her sports bra down her now toned stomach right to the top of her leggings. To say once I realized what was happening I completely shocked myself would be an understatment. I've never felt an urge t

she begged, and I sighed and asked her calmly, "Have you found your mate? What happens when you find him?" "I will reject him," she replied swiftly, as if she didn't want to be mated to anyone else except me. Zoey was beautiful, endowed, and curvy. She passed the Luna test, and my mother liked her, but Zion didn't like her. He felt on edge around her, like she was pretending to be nice on the surface, but deep in her heart, she had ulterior motives. You know, like a two-faced person.

It was the woman of her dreams, the woman she hoped to find in this life, her mommy! “Mommy?” she asked her and leaving Tristan’s hand she hugged Zoey with all her baby force. Zoey was a little bit taken aback, but she didn’t push the pup away from her. To be sincere she liked this baby girl with dark brown hair and deep brown eyes. Baby Z was wearing a blue-ciel dress with off shoulder neckline and ruffled flounce layer and white sandals. Her curly hair was arranged in two funny piggy tails and she was the sweetest baby girl you can imagine so Zoey just caressed her little head and let her hug her.

“He's devilishly handsome.” Sarah Rodriguez gushed over pictures of Zaki Omidyar--on her iPad. Much to Amelia's dismay, she'd been drooling and dropping light kisses all over his pictures all evening. It irked her that not even a single member of her family stood by her against this bizarre marriage arrangement. To worsen matters, she'd gathered from Camella's investigations that he'd been the one driving the Porsche Cayenne that destroyed her vehicle and ruined her perfect afternoon, two weeks ago.

then looked at Finley’s bloodstained shirt “did he get you already? Are you okay?” Zoey looked down at her chest “did you just heal me?” I walked over and pointed to Doctor Susan who turned around from hearing Zoey talk. “That is impossible” she said, “how is your wound already closing?” Zoey smiled “I guess it wasn’t that bad after all.” “I still would like you to go see a doctor” Doctor Susan said, surprised by Zoey’s sudden recovery. “I will doctor, thank you so much” Zoey said as she slowly got up. “I am just going to change my clothing real quick and we will head to the hospital” Zoey lied to the woman. Finley quickly tried to enter her room, making sure Doctor Susan didn’t see her and

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.