A Z Book 소설 & 이야기

she yelled waving to us. I walked over to where Mum was standing with Zee behind me, still gripping my shirt. Mum had a big blue book in her hand and was pointing to a page. I took the book and looked at it closely. There was a silhouette of a girl with the same marking on her neck as Zee, three moons in different stages of phasing. I read the blurb next to it out loud,

Thank you so much for reading Romerian Alpha’s Mate, book 2 in The Royal Wolf Of Zidiah series. I appreciate everyone’s support on my writing journey, and I thank you for taking the characters into your hearts from the bottom of my heart. You’re all amazing! Book 1, Alpha Verses Omerian, is also available on Goodnovel. Book 3, The Romerian’s Unwanted Mate, is available now!

I rested my back against the chair as I went over the thousand and one questions I had for her. "First of all, how did you get my number and know what was happening?" I asked her. Zora smiled. "Remember some time ago you visited the library and were looking for a book. There are only five of such books in existence and I happen to have one of them. I thought you were looking for the book because you'd had an encounter with a Crysta and I knew the only Crysta bold enough to be out causing trouble now would be my sister, Isra," Zora explained, sighing. I recalled that day and nodded my head slowly.

there's another floor? "No need. Do you have the books I asked for?" Hazel turned around and guided us despite saying otherwise. "I searched for it myself. There's nothing I can't find in this library but I couldn't find anything useful about Alpha Hiems Zales," My heart sank. "What did you find?" "Alpha Hiems Zales is the Alpha of Zenith. Where Zenith is, what Zenith was, I couldn't find anything. He just appeared and ended like that. There's no record of his ancestors or descendants either." She said seriously.

Forget it! I opened the door wider and stepped into the dark room. The thick blinds were pulled shut, blocking the light from the window. The entire room reeked of him, the smell was overwhelming that it could easily subdue any other fragrance, mine included. The room was even darker from the dim paint with a few traces of gold. A shelf stood at the corner, filled with-- books? I walked to it, my footsteps silent against the floor. I pulled out a book, I never knew the jerk and psychotic Zane was into books.

"Why are you bleeding on a book? Is this some kind of weird ritual?" Micha and I exchanged a look. Right. Zaki wasn't supposed to be here. "Uh… Zaki," I began carefully, "could you maybe—" Before I could finish, his phone rang. "Oh," he said, checking it. "Duty calls." The moment the door shut behind him, Micha and I let out a breath of relief. The Living Book trembled. Its pages flipped open violently, golden letters rising into the air, glowing softly. > "I must say… it has been a while."

I said, and he took it all in. We stopped at the most ancient area of the library. “Alright, magical scrolls and legendary objects.” I sighed. This was trying to find a needle in a haystack. “Let´s see...” I said, pulling books about general objects and opening the index, searching for only one word, ´compass´. I retrieved about five books and placed them in Zane´s arms. The books were heavy, old, and musty, yet Zane carried them as if they weighed nothing. I have never asked him, but now I wonder how strong he is.

"It's the hormones. Not me." He smirks. "Sure. And it's just my dick that wants to be buried in your pussy. Not me." I gasp, my thighs clenching as forbidden heat pulses through me. He winces the second it leaves his mouth, then pivots fast. "Umm, right. So... what was that last book you read to Zuri?" "Uh...Quakers the Duckling Has Feelings?" What the hell does that have to do with anything? "That googly-eyed bastard looked like he's seen some shit."

Z takes the book from her and gives her the approval stamp. “Thanks” The inmate off and leave. Both Z and I didn’t realize that the library is already full of people, they sit not far from our desk and read a book. “I- I didn’t notice they’re coming” Z says. “I didn’t notice, either” I respond. “Alright, time to work” Z sighs and she started marking all the books and putting the book on the library racks after. I help her a little bit and we’re having a good moment. It’s almost 11 AM and I have to call Rosa.

“Yes sir!” the men replied. Once more, Zephyr laid his eyes on the books, his gaze rested on one of them. The book was covered in a layer of dust and was made of bamboo. It looked unique. “Thunderfoot?” Zephyr muttered as he opened the book, reading its contents. A wave of excitement washed over him. He excitedly flipped through the pages, carefully memorizing the technique’s intricate steps.