Zootopia Newspaper Novels & Stories

Was he really joking? ***** The next morning, Zhedya went for a run on the private estate paths, trying to outrun the clinging tendrils of his own thoughts. The dawn air was cool and clean. As he slowed to a walk near the gate, sweating and breathless, he grabbed the morning paper from its plastic sleeve. He unfurled it absently, skimming the front page…politics, markets, noise. He turned the page. And the world stopped. His eyes snagged on a smaller headline in the “Justice & Investigations” section. It wasn’t splashy. It was a quiet, professional bomb.

Senior Reporter knew this would be a food fight between alpha of course he could not move. "But you can be mistaken. We really are the new concierge, ladies and gentlemen. Just a paycheck to let us go," the senior reporter retorted grimacing as her co-workers stared in horror at the half-eaten corpses of Zayn and Brittany Brown. They literally tortured and mingled with wild animals all their lives until getting a good helping hand from the Smith family. "Get the paper over there and leave before I change my mind tearing your friend's flesh. Being young and healthy is rare nowadays."That dominant vibe made alpha reporter desperately not show his haughty attitude as well.

Time had not healed her pain. Just when she had laid down the flowers she was going to be using for the bouquet and began to seek them out, the sudden switch of tone from the old TV stationed up at the right corner of her shop caught her attention. She had turned it on out of habit because of how silent the shop always was, but something in the anchor’s tone made her head jerk up in an instant. “Breaking news this morning. A major scandal involving the downtown mall, ZOELVA, has sparked outrage since last night. Reports are flooding in about their frozen food section which has been causing severe food poisoning in dozens of customers just yesterday. The people are…..”

It was a difficult and overwhelming situation, but they knew they had to do their best to protect their best friend's privacy. Zin sighed, looking concerned as he read his message. "Hey guys, you won't believe what's happening at the office," Zin said. "Or maybe you would; I don't know. But I think this is kind of on point." "What's going on?" Lyra asked, looking confused. "The reporters are swarming the place. They're waiting for you both to interview you about your recent acquisition of shares from Watson's hotel," Zin replied as he scratched his head. "This is too bad; we have a lot of meetings scheduled. Oh my, that's my bad."

Newspaper 1 headline, "THE SERIAL MURDERER FOUND DEAD IN THE JUNGLE!" Newspaper 2 headline, "JENNY GOMEZ, WIFE OF LOTUS GROUP OWNER GEORGE FEIGE'S, CAUGHT SLEEPING WITH WILLIAM, WATSON'S EMPIRE OWNER!" Newspaper 3 headline, "JENNY GOMEZ, WIFE OF LOTUS GROUP OWNER GEORGE FEIGE'S, KILLED HER BOYFRIEND, WILLIAM WATSON, IN HIS HOUSE!"

Hurry and take off your pants so I can take a look! Isaac reached his hand toward Brian's pants, but Brian slapped his hand away. He had a dark look on his face. "Which newspaper agency released the article?" "Which agency? It's the one owned by the Lovegood family. You have no idea how many platforms the Lovegoods have released this article on! Rumor has it that they've printed 100 thousand copies of newspapers with this article as the headline. "The entire online community now knows that the CEO of Lodge Co. has issues in that regard. It's become the number one topic trending online. Do you want to check it out yourself?"

"Mr. Madox, it's been three hours since you met with a female friend. A lot could have happened during that time." Zoey immediately stepped in front of Russell and said, "Are you referring to me as the female friend? I didn't expect all of you to wait here in the middle of the night just to dig up such gossip. There's an earthquake in Estercoast, and they urgently need disaster relief. Instead of focusing on those matters, you're here at the club entrance because of some baseless rumors. I think you've forgotten your responsibility as a journalist. If anyone continues to spread these rumors, the Madox Group will take legal action." The reporters fell silent upon hearing this.

Rose beamed, clicking a picture of the headline instantly. Zayne chuckled, “What a name.” Every major news outlet in the city had just pushed a notification. The ‘scandal’ was far from what I imagined it to be. The lead image was of Zayne, his hand on Edric’s throat, his expression was lethal and protective. But the headline was what made my heart skip a beat: "THE NIGHTWOOD PROTECTOR: ZAYNE NIGHTWOOD DECIMATES CARTON INDUSTRIES AFTER PUBLIC INSULT TO WIFE."

Blood gushed out and bone exposed. Noah bit his lip to stop from screaming. His face turned pale, but he smiled. "You got the meat… Now tell me—where's May?" Still, the wolf ignored him, turned, and led the pack over the wall. Noah collapsed. Even as he lost consciousness, he murmured, "May… I'm coming." … Noah woke after a week. The scene of Ava being mauled made it to the headlines, censored but still shocking. Investigative reporters exposed abuse in the Potters' Zoo, including footage of handlers torturing animals and photos of rich clients using the habitats as hunting grounds.

It also included a schedule for press conferences and a proposed budget for starting a charity for disadvantaged wolves. It was everything I had wanted to do, carefully laid out on paper. It was complete with charts and graphs. “When did you do all this?” I asked as I brought my gaze back to Logan. “Last night. Shortly after I read this,” Logan answered. He slid a newspaper clipping across the desk. It was one of the articles that I had written, the one my editor friend had pushed through. It didn’t have my name on it, so I didn’t expect him to have it.