Zoë Aot Novels & Stories

Carissa said pointing at what she was wearing. Zoey looked down and observed her clothes. She wore a long mixed color skirt with a white button shirt which she tucked into the skirt. "Well, I am not going to impress him. I don't want to. That man is crazy." She remembered what he had said about her falling in love with him in ninety nine days. "And a proud peacock." She inhaled. "Anyway, take care of my house. Do not bring it down. I will be back by the weekend." She said and hugged her a bit. "We would meet at the studio." She left.

That someday she would find happiness just like he's trying too. ZOEY Zoey smiled to the full length mirror hanging on the walls of her room. She was adorned in a silken black V-neck top with a pair of indigo skinnies and matching pointed toe pumps. Her natural Golden Brown curls were dressed in a layered and wavy fashion. Her red lipstick shone brighter complementing the simple makeup she wore. One would think she was appreciating her outfit but deep,her mind had travelled to how Daniel's words had changed her decisions. She could start with her starring in a new movie or the news of appointing an assistant to manage Johansson companies. Perhaps she could start with the vacation she was en

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

Zoe I straighten my dress as I step out of the locker room and leave Azazel behind. My body is still quaking from the encounter. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and walk back to the bar. Two of the waitresses that I was speaking to earlier spot me as soon as I reach the bar. Kat, a brash redhead with a mane of wild red hair and a bust that is too large to be real, raises her eyebrows with an inquiring look. “So…” She says with a snicker. “…you and that really hot gladiator, Azazel. Do tell?” The other girl, Sadie, moves closer with an interested smile. I roll my eyes and look around nervously, then shake my head. “It’s…complicated,” I answer with a grimace. She clucks her tongue and wa

But this week at Satan’s Bar had opened her eyes to beauty in ways that she’d never contemplated. Look at Zoe: so tall and imposing, almost regal. She was a real force of nature and of womanhood: she was the manager at the tattoo place, she was a mother to a beautiful little girl, she was Scars’ fiancée – and it was all wrapped up in a blonde, emerald-eyed, absolutely stunning package.

After returning to Serene Manor, Zoey spent the afternoon drawing sketches in her bedroom. After checking them and making sure there were no issues, she sent them to Leanna's email. She stretched and looked at the time displayed on her phone, it was already 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Several news articles suddenly popped up on the screen. [FN Entertainment's C-list actress Moriah exposed as a homewrecker!] [FN Entertainment: Minor actress Moriah beaten by the wife of her married lover!]

Images of Dominic’s death, of her parents’ lifeless bodies, of Caelum’s mocking grin - all flashed before her eyes. “Zoe, focus!” Ellara’s voice cut through the chaos like a blade. “Remember who you are!” Zoe clenched her fists, drawing on everything she had left - her wolf, her vampire speed and strength, her Aetherian magic. She was all of these things, and yet she was more. I am Zoe Reed. I am not afraid. With a guttural scream, she thrust her hands outward, releasing a burst of pure energy. The darkness recoiled, its tendrils snapping and retreating into the void.

Amelia’s POV “Hey,” Zane yelled loudly and I took off my ear pods that I was wearing and looked at him. He was looking hot as fuck in his black denim and blue shirt. His hair slightly tousled and I fought the urge to run my hair through them. “Oh, Hi!” I breathed out with a smitten smile. “I just wanted to know if you’d be free today?” he asked and my breath caught up. “What for?” I asked, carefully. “Well, we haven’t completed the assignment that Mrs. Gomez gave us,” he reminded me.

“And I’m sorry that I came to your place of business raising all kinda hell. I was in the moment, and I wasn’t thinking about how it could affect you.” “I forgive you,” I said with a small smile. “Which brings me to our next topic. What are you going to school for?” Zoe cleared her throat uncomfortably and started pouring another round of shots. “Veterinary Science,” she mumbled lowly. My eyes widened in surprise. “So, seeing how you’re a junior, I’m assuming that you already have your two-year associate?” “Yup.” “That’s perfect. You're gonna come and work for me on your days off from school,” I declared before taking a bite from my sushi roll.

Zoa whispered looking around and making sure there was anyone watching. "She is going to be announced as the CEO of the Logan cosmetics this night." Zoa informed me, while my jaw dropped.