Zzz Fanfiction Novels & Stories

27 Zion Deep inside I am glad the way we're together with Scar even though I don't know what we are but I know definitely we're something. How I love how my lips felt on mine. I can't have enough of her and that's why I can't follow her to the room for change of clothes because if I do we will take forever inside and she wants to go out.

' As though his brains resided between his legs, what the heck. Feeling offended, Zander fisted his fingers. He imagined punching Ryley endlessly while alpha Hercules observed them closely, reading all their thoughts. Tbc... (Sorry I wasn't supposed to be late but one of my cousins passed away recently so (not becoz of covid).... Anyways, hope it was good. I won't say anything but let you guys share your thoughts. Target: 5 comments)

She read the note that was written. Suit yourself with this food. Just heat it up. - Zyd Instead of shivering, she lazily picked them up and put them in the microwave. Why isn't she happy? Zig is really a pest, the one that ruined her day! Well, so what? She actually loved him 'supposedly' in the former app and he was suddenly a ghost, she didn't complain and now he has the courage to give advice? Please, she owns it and she knows herself. She needs money and the only big reward for her is to live for free.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

V said smirking. "That's why you are my best Friend!" Z "Ewwww. you sound like the chessy girls in the middle school" V said trying to sound disguised. "Stop your drama! i gotta go!" Zayn blocked V out of his mind and went towards THEIR room and found his wife why does the words "His wife" made his heart flutter. standing drinking water wearing her pajamas looking smoking hot How can one look so appetizing even in pajamas with their hairs wet? she looked so lost in her thoughts that she didn't even noticed me entering.

I clear my throat, looking away from them to concentrate solely on my food because if I keep the conversation going, I know for sure that I’ll be begging them to take me right here and now. I can still feel their eyes on me, and when I try to steal a glance at them, Zephyr’s gaze locks on mine, a small grin playing across his lips, his eyes drinking me in. “You have absolutely no idea, bunny.” He finally speaks. “You have no idea all the things we want to do to you here and now, right, brothers?” He asks his brothers. “Right.” Zayden is quick to answer him. “In my mind, that perfect lips of hers is not wrapped around that fork, but around my cock.”

“We do tonight.” Zyran pushed off the door frame and walked to my bed again, grabbing my pillow and smelling it like an absolute psychopath. “Smells like you. I’m keeping it.” “You put that pillow down or I...” “You what?” Zaiden interrupted, stepping closer with a slow, dangerous grin. “Zap us? Bite us? Kiss one of us again by accident?” “THAT KISS WAS NOT...” “Sure, love. Sure.” I was so close to combusting. “I WILL RUN. I SWEAR... I WILL RUN INTO THE FOREST AND...”

*chuckles* "Shut up! it's not funny!" I said irritably and left him alone on the bed to go to the bathroom. *Dug-dug-dug!* What an Annoying Heart. It's early in the morning, I'm Pissed! ZAK'S POV I'm on my way to Negacu University, where my brother is studying. I also want to see Goddess again. *Smiles* when I think of her, I get nervous because it makes me smile out of nowhere.

He leans close, breath warm at my temple, and says, loud enough for the circle nearest us to hear: “You know what we need? Merch. Official merch. ‘ZZ’—Zarek and Zara. Limited run.” A girl at the next table actually laughs, and a boy who rarely looks up from his phone peers over the rim of his screen. Someone whispers “ZZ fan club” and the phrase lands in the cafeteria like a spark on dry grass. The chuckles multiply. I can see Talia’s mouth twist and Jace’s shoulders slump; Atlas’s eyes are hard slits. The more Zarek pushes, the less the whole thing looks like theater. We eat, we joke, we flirt like actors rehearsing their lines. When we stand to leave, someone from the back calls out, half-

“gods, that prince gives me chills. But he cares about you fiercely. A lot of people say he doesn’t have a heart. Can't believe you are mated to him.” A sharp laugh escapes me before I can help it, but I quickly clear my throat. “I rejected them, remember?” She quirks a brow. “Oh, please… How many of them have you fucked so far? And be honest! I’m dying for deets. As possessive as your mates are, you’ve got to be having some hot sex.” “It doesn’t seem like you're listening to me at all, Zuu. There are no deets.” Zuri boos loudly, stretching to pop her spine. “Okay, fine, you gloomy, stubborn nun. Still, I want to hear about everything.” Then she frowns and throws a glance around the corridor