Zoey Hernández Novels & Stories

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

As if that was the most appropriate time to say something like that. "Who said Rayne is a human?" Elizabeth raised her eyebrows at her. "Rayne is a gifted human, not a normal human... I don't know if you all notice this or not, but Rayne basically revokes all the rules... We never expected to find her kind and find it safe to live with. Now that it happened, I can tell you that not a single rule applies on this girl except very few ones, the basic ones that go on all kinds," Elizabeth spoke, making my cold-blooded heart flutter with happiness. I had a chance with her. A chance that would not be deemed illegal. Rose came back with a girl who could not be more than twenty-three years old. Her

I hear Grayson call out behind me. I turn around -Holy fuck. Standing beside Grayson is this petite goddess. Waves of auburn hair cascade down onto her creamy skin. Big green eyes pop in contrast to her scattered freckles. I take her all in. Her defined arms and snatched little body are on display in a black shimmery bodycon dress that hits mid-thigh. I see a small scar cutting through her eyebrow, which intrigues me more. Shifter healing is fast enough that scarring does not occur unless the injury is really bad.

A Smile filled with disdain occupied her entire face as she spoke and Sasha chuckled lightly. “ I still am not sure if she would agree to this, Zoey is a stubborn girl and only listens to her mother”.Alex expressed. “ Then we will influence her mother to make the decision, you can call her and send her back home”. There was an air of satisfaction that filled the room, his only problem was finally getting a final solution that didn't involve destroying his family or business. ***** Zoey was twenty-six years old and a chef who worked at a famous hotel in Chicago, She started living with the Sebastians and took over their last name when she was twelve years old.

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.

Leah walked into the café, ordered her usual, and sat in her favorite spot. After ten minutes of just sitting there not even touching her strawberries, she noticed that she wasn’t getting comfort from her favorite snack. That’s when she realized that she was depressed. Leah loved her clan, and she would do anything to protect them. But at what cost? Her freedom? Her happiness? This wasn’t fair. She would rather be getting to know Ray than worrying about how she was going to get herself out of mating with Theo Blackwell.

"Ma'am, how could you pee yourself here? How disgusting!" Not only did Zoey not speak for Yara, but she even tried to distance herself from the latter. "I'm sorry. This is my stepmother. She has cancer." When Yara heard Zoey calling her "stepmother", she looked at the latter in disbelief. She felt like her heart had shattered. When the woman heard Zoey, she looked at her and recognized her. "Aren't you Zoey? The famous dancer?" "That's me." "You sure are kind. Can I get a picture with you?"

It was quite intimidating Zoey. "I'm Zoey Lavigne. I'm Dionysus Chevalier's secretary. I'm here to talk to Mr. and Mrs. Chevalier regarding the cremation of Mr. Hermes Chevalier." Zoey could feel her heart beating like she was going to faint because she doesn't know what to expect by meeting Dionysus' parents. But, upon remembering the possible heartbreak Dionysus would feel if ever his grandfather would be cremated before he could even see him for one last time, Zoey braved herself more. "I can do this. I'm an aries."

I turned back dialing a number. Suddenly someone walked closer to me, she fell on her knees. “Please don't kill us,” she pleaded, but before I could respond she zapped me with a teaser and I fell down…everything slowly went blank.

I waited for her next move, anticipating some sort of supernatural Manhattan experiment to happen right here at the heart of the Honeywell pack territory. The pressure that had built around her was tangible, I could see a haze around her like a dull glowing energy waiting to explode. I waited anticipation rushing my senses at what this little treasure can do. Watching as she walked among them, her touch lethal as she gently relieved them of their madness. The one she spared looked at her with fear so obvious I could smell it from where I stood hidden in the trees, making my mouth water. She stands and her effort to reach the building just behind her is short lived and she collapsed on th