Zoophobia Mackenzie Novels & Stories

She didn't have anyone she fancied. Laurence's anger hadn’t subsided completely. His personality was terrible, and despite feeling ungrateful, he still ought to fake his deep affections. Usually, Laurence would be more lenient with others. For some reason, however, he couldn't help himself from being cruel to Zoey. He curtly added, "I have mysophobia and dislike second-hands." He was being partially truthful. Zoey's face paled a little. "You called me here just to tell me this?"

Ozouf had no choice but to cheer up as well as he entered deeper int the crowd to avoid any form of contact with Edon's eye. Sooner than later, Phelan felt unsafe being held up in their house, she whispered to her small brother bot to bother her as she made her way out. “I feel so insecure, and I feel overwhelmed with abnormal powers, so let no one know that I left the house!” She said to Zeff knowing that Zeff was aware that she was turning eighteen and was then the time to become more powerful.

Was the first thing Mackenzie said as we started trading food without even looking down "Well, he has tattoos. He has a lot of tattoos, everywhere," I say slightly daydreaming about him, "A small nose ring, and dark brown hair," I tell her, "And he has muscles, like Hulk," I compare him, using my hands to show the size of his muscles "Only you would compare that God to Hulk," Amber-Rose laughs "How did you meet him?" Mackenzie asks me suddenly, seeming suspicious. "As I was walking home from the gym I bumped into him and he dropped some money so I caught up to him to give him his money and he offered to take me home," I blush as I lie, "He's nice though and he helped me with my homework last

As if I was at a dinosaur age. “Hello, nice to meet you, I am Mack,” Mackenzie reaches up and takes hold of Mary’s hand and the woman smiles down at her, nodding then hobbles away slowly to her bicycle at the end of the gateway and pedals off. “How strange your friend is mummy.” To her, Mary would seem that way because Kenzie grew up with humans and they were all super talkative. Even she was very extroverted. I am skittish. My daughter is going to meet her father. Well not now, but soon.

She lifted a big drawing of 0/10 to my face, shaking her head. “Sisi, I do better than this in the tests Zoey gives me, and she always makes sure all her lessons are simple,” Marcy told me, disappointedly. “Don’t speak like that, Marcy. Getting your wolf can be very tricky, and for someone with a history of anxiety, it’s going to be even harder,” Zoey said. My eyes widened. “How do you know about anxiety?” I asked, because I didn’t recall telling her that. She gave a simple shrug and replied, “Wolf instinct. And I also saw you take a bottle of anxiety pills this morning.”

No, please," Zoe yelled, falling to her knees and sobbing. ‘’Phoenix! Dear, can you hold it for me, please?’’ Mayor requested something from me that I could never do. My heart sank in my chest when I watched him walk my way. I knew it was for me. I fear snakes. What should I do? My brain stopped working, my hands froze, and my eyes streamed tears.

"Dr. Watson, Mr. Zane is fine now." "Xander, Xander.... he has claustrophobia, and his inner self may not be as strong as we see him from the outside. You must stay by his side today and not leave him at all. I'm afraid old wounds might reopen..." As he said that, Kane realized that he had said too much, and mentioned something he should not have had. "What old wounds?" This must have something to do with Xander's claustrophobia and Abigail wanted to know. Only by knowing can she heal that ailment of his.

I walk over to the keg and am intercepted by Mackenzie who is wearing the most outrageous neon pink bikini top with triangles that are at least 3 sizes too small for her boobs. “Hi Monroe!” “Hello.” “You know, I bet you think you’re so special. Everyone around here acts like you shit rainbows but I hope you’re aware that it won’t last. You’re shiny and new and mysterious, but that’ll go away and I’ll still be at the top of the food chain.” I walk around her and start filling my cup from the keg and say, “Alright, Mackenzie. Whatever helps you sleep at night.” “I bet you haven’t slept with him yet have you?”

Her rage percolated beneath her breastbone and she stomped away from the car and back to her office while Helen followed. “A word to the wise, Helen, anything that comes from Zane Mackenzie is bound to come with strings attached,” she warned her intern, still seething that Zane had messed around — eww, stuck his tongue in another woman’s crotch — while professing his earnest desire to be a better person. What a crock of shit. And she’d fell for it. Of all the dumb, naïve, stupid girl

Felicity rushed to meet her. "Don't hang up! Tell me what you want!" She continued to scream. Felicity tried to pull her in for a hug, but Mackenzie remained rigid, planted to the ground. "What's happening, Mackenzie?" Felicity asked. Her eyes searching Mackenzie's face. Mackenzie rushed into the house, pacing about with both hands on her head. Felicity probed her more, until Mackenzie answered her. She told her everything, stuttering at regular intervals because she was too scared to speak.