Zoey Johnson Blackish の小説・ストーリー

Fuchsia said. “Purple, you’re not going to fight me?” Black asked. Purple glared at her brother. “Do you want me to? I’ll find the amygdala in your brain and feed it to you.” Black sighed. “Thank goodness.” “But—wait! Which one of you is gay? Is it you?!” Purple hissed at her brother. “No, ah!” Black replied quickly. Purple looked at Grey on the laptop. “So, you?” “Not me either. Maybe bisexual? Because we like both girls and guys. It just so happens that I got captivated by my baby boy,” Grey said with a smile.

Abigail blinked her eyes and said, "Won't let anyone find out, right?" "Of course not, even if we were discovered, we would blame it on the supplier of the evening gowns, so don't worry." Lilah returned to Zoey's dressing room, and by that time, the assistant had already blow-dried Zoey's hair. Her soft and shiny black hair cascaded down to her waist, making her fair complexion even more radiant. Lilah looked at the girl in the mirror, who looked like a water lily, and she had to admit that Zoey was beautiful.

Her eyes scanned the area, and it didn’t take long to find him. Zavian was lounging on one of the long chairs by the pool, looking completely at ease. His head rested back with his eyes closed, looking as if he didn’t have a single care in the world. Emmeline’s jaw dropped. She stood frozen for a moment until her disbelief gave way to anger. “Mr. Blackthorn!” she half yelled in the large, empty space. Zavian’s eyes finally snapped open at the shrill of her voice, barely able to hide the smirk on his lips. His little minx was mad.

He nodded, returning the squeeze of her hand. ***** Jane drove with controlled anger. The address her investigator had provided led her to the Blackwood’s sleek business district. She parked a block away and stared ahead, focused and alert. And there he was. Zayn’s car was idling across the street. He wasn’t even trying to hide. He was just… watching. Jane followed his gaze. There was Mandy Blackwood, standing on the sun-dappled steps of her office building. She was smiling, laughing with a woman who looked like an assistant, her hand resting on her son’s shoulder. She looked calm, happy. Unaffected by the damage she’d caused.

It excited him. The black beast let out a roar that felt like an earthquake. Zayn twisted his body in mid-air, slamming Ezekiel into the ground with the weight of a falling building. Before Ezekiel could recover, Zayn lunged over him. He sank his teeth into the center of Ezekiel's back and, with a violent, sickening heave, he ripped the entire spine out of the grey wolf’s body. I collapsed to my knees, burying my face in my hands. "What a monster..."

Black shouted, in a deep, raspy voice with a slight hoarseness, completely different from Zain 's, especially as his shriek was angry. “I’ll finish you,” Jon muttered to Black laughing sarcastically, “No one can finish me, Jon.” He was not surprised that the other knew him, he knows how smart his opponent is. "Yes, I can finish you when I finish this girl here," he sneered, only to be shrieked by Renee afterwards! without even touching it Zain and his wolf almost went crazy. Black turned to Lucas, who recites spells and curses, did he get his book back without noticing!!!

Katherine, no, Zoey stood tall in the center, unflinching, and behind her… thousands of armed soldiers in sleek black gear, all positioned like a private militia straight out of hell. The caption beneath the image read: “Zoey has the full ability to destroy Thorne. With just a snap, she could summon her elite force. The Obsidian Sons. Thorne would beg for mercy. Why do you think she hasn’t done it yet? I’m sure you’re thinking what I’m thinking. Her feelings for Thorne are still intact. If he ever finds out about this pathetic weakness of hers, you’ll be next. And how sure are you that they haven’t already started conspiring behind your back?”

Zacharias caressed my cheek with a bitter smile. "There is an organization called the Black Shadows, made up of very agile and competent people. They've been with us since we were fifteen years old." Zephyr's explanation confused me. What did he mean by talking about this? "The Black Shadows are an organization of secret investigators. They operate secretly under our leadership," Zaire added. "You can use them, dear. Don't wear yourself out. We'll always have your back." Zephyr threw me a smile, as did Zacharias and Zaire.

The dog looked at Justin and yawned. “All right come up here and take a nap.” The Pitt bull jumped up on the couch and circle herself in a ball and went fast asleep. Justin threw a blanket over and went upstairs to be a bed. Captain Black was in the office, and the building was otherwise empty. He had an ass load of reports to take care of. “Excuse me, sir?” Looking up Captain Black saw a young girl maybe 18 with big candy apple green eyes and red hair. She had the look of pure fright in her eyes, and from the looks of her arms with the black and blue marks she looked a little beat up.

(Melissa's POV) I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, barely recognizing the woman who looked back at me. Dark circles shadowed my eyes from nights of fitful sleep, and my normally smooth skin appeared sallow under the harsh fluorescent lights. "Just get through this," I whispered to myself. "One public apology, and then you'll be Mrs. Blackwood." My wolf Zoe whimpered inside me, sensing my distress. She'd been restless for days, mirroring my growing anxiety about the upcoming humiliation at Ryan Quinn's birthday celebration.