Zoophobia Cameron Novels & Stories

Fallon Waves crashed into the rocky shore. Seagulls screeched in the distance. I stared. "Are you going to pass out or something?" Zane whispered, "Because my other confession is I don't know CPR well enough to save you from the birds before they start feeding off your cute little body." I gasped and then stumbled backwards with a horrified expression. "I'm the most horrible person on this planet." "Fallon-"

He cannot move his bare fingers. [Hello hot streamer] [Hello, please notice me] [What is your information about Bussage International School?] Sam blinks twice as his hands are typing right now. [Hello, how may I help you?] His introvert side is now kicking in as the CEO is observing him. He is amazed by how the viewers of him are now growing. Cameron sips some coffee on his mug and watching his streamer on an anonymous account. He is typing his message. [Please tell us about yourself.]

I took him to the kitchen. Looking at the mess he commented, "It's quite a scene to watch." I told him all the details of the recent happening. "I wonder what could be the fault of these small spongy cakes to meet such a bad fate," Dr.Zac commented. Smiling at him Dr. Morrison said, "You know doc, there was a patient of mine who had Lepidopterophobia." "What does that mean?" Arjun asked. "Fear of butterflies," I replied. "Correct. Now you all must be thinking of what could be the reason for the patient's fear."

They traveled together and did quite a few things together until they began bonding. "I've tried, nothing is working," Cameron answered Cestus after letting a few minutes of silence pass. Lord knew he had tried everything he could to stay relaxed but anxiety was getting the best of him. "Then just go away from here, where you won't hear her screams," Cestus almost rolled his eyes at Cameron, from where he was seated with his legs crossed.

He pushed my hair out of my face and cupped my cheek in his hand, “I want to take you away, but they will kill me if I do that. I’m only an omega, please forgive me. I knew that they would kill him if he released me; I was their toy. And I didn’t blame the man as I looked at him with sad eyes. His green eyes glossed over as he held a frown. “I’m Cameron”. He said and offered a small smile. I opened my mouth and then stopped once I felt the welts against the side of my mouth. “You don’t have to speak,” he said and lifted a glass of water towards my mouth. He placed the straw between my lips and smiled.

Damon nudges me, so I quickly focus on the issue at hand, "Let's say I'm hoping for the best and preparing for the worst-case scenario. I don't trust him." "Okay, I get it," he scratches his chin. "But can I at least keep the camouflage? Imagine how angry old Silver will be when he sees me. I've heard that guy is a massive homophobe," his face breaks out in a bright smile, but unfortunately, it doesn't last long. Damon stares at me wide-eyed and whispers, "Wait, fuck!" "What?" "Zeno's gay, and his father is a homophobe," he explains, and I feel as if all colour drains from my face. Hell, I never thought of that.

I prayed he never knew self-doubt or the turbulent feeling of anxiety and depression of life in shambles. "Isla," Zac's gravelly whisper pulls me from my thoughts. I hum in response. "Let's have another baby." Turning my face, my eyes lock on the sapphire orbs gleaming with desire. Bobbing my head up and down, his soft lips crash onto mine as I return and deepen the kiss.

The dungeon quickly became deathly silent. After what felt like hours, I heard the door open again, then felt suffocated by the auras of the wolves entering through the door. The dread in the pit of my stomach grew as they drew nearer. I watched as the bitch and alpha walked over to my cell. I remained quiet as alpha Braxton eyed the newcomer. He then asked his name. His name is Cameron, and I was shocked when he was led out of the dungeon. Pretty soon, I had 3 sets of eyes on me that sent goosebumps along my skin. I couldn’t even look them in the eyes, I was too afraid. I hated this feeling that I had had all day. I just sat there and nervously waited. “Zoey, I’m sure you know why we are he

NOELLE "I-I don't understand," I whisper. I have the strongest urge to vanish into thin air, especially with the pairs of eyes boring into me. The stranger rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. "I should introduce myself. I'm Cameron, Azren's zeta," he says, flashing me a sheepish smile. He kind of reminds me of a Great Dane. Just like Jake, he's powerfully built. But there's a simmering playful energy oozing from him. It is restrained, though. Maybe because he's in his Alpha's presence?