Zoey Walker Novels & Stories

The crowd cleared the way and some even bowed as a woman with icy blue eyes entered. Her aura was strong and unmatchable to any other woman that stood there. There are very few people in this world whom I trust. And she was one of them. Rose. Our kingdom's next werewolf Queen. The strongest female figure known. Walking towards us, I see her combat boots enter my vision and I see the man lower his hand. His fists clenched. " Stop creating a scene here, Zander. We will talk later. " He doesn't answer. And I feel their auras clashing.

Zoey's POV Matteo Harmon immediately put on a stern face and said, "How can you belittle your daughter like that? Zoey has her strengths too." Daria snorted and said, "What strengths could she possibly have?" "Zoey is kind," Matteo Harmon retorted. "Kind?" Daria laughed as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, "Eight years ago, when she was only fourteen, she went to bars to smoke and drink, hung out with thugs, and was involved in scandals of promiscuity and abortion."

“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.

Even though Erin had no hope still she tried to cheer her up. They walked towards the ground and Hannah spotted Zion with Ron and Nef. They were busy laughing, cursing and punching each other without any worry in the world while she... she was about to lose her mind. Zion saw her coming to the ground. His eyes held her for a while. A girl in simple jeans and a hoodie was drowning in his heart today. In fact she always had. But he trusted his unnecessarily genius brain more. Now, when he did not listen to it today, the world felt totally different.

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

She walked in with her mother I assumed. She looked young and shy. Her skin was fair and her lips were pink. Her long blond and brown hair was pulled into a loose bun. Her eyelids fluttered as she only made contact with the ground. Preventing me from seeing the color of her eyes. She wore a simple colored dress and soft pink flats. She was thin and tall with a full set of breasts. She walked in with the wind and caught my attention.

“It’s under control.” “We would still like to know more,” Elder Cameron says, eyes narrowing. Tension presses against the walls like a rising tide. “Are you talking about Zoey?” Aubrey asks, tilting her head in faux innocence. Raven’s voice cuts through the silence like a knife. “Aubrey.” “Who is Zoey?” Elder Cameron asks. “She’s one of the omegas,” Aubrey replies sweetly. “Someone we rescued from a ruined pack.” “Aubrey, it’s nothing to be concerned with,” Anders interjects.

Late at night, when the streets were quiet, he slipped over to Zoey's place. Just as he reached out to press the doorbell, he heard her talking on a call in the yard. "Mr. Walker, I still have plenty of dirt on Ian. How about a deal of one million dollars?" Ian clamped a hand over his mouth, his eyes widening in horror as he stumbled backward. He had no idea when he made it back home. All he knew was that he slumped against the door and slid down to the floor, his whole body going cold. He had always believed I was the one digging up all that dirt and releasing it online to get back at him, but it turned out that the one who betrayed him was none other than Zoey herself.

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.

Perhaps she could use this status and position to achieve things that others could not accomplish in a lifetime. Zoey walked over and said in shock, “You’re Rachel Lowe?”