Avatar Professor Zei Novels & Stories

give me ten minutes* A second message followed before Zariel could even lock the screen. *also why is your fiance's uncle googling marcus at 4am. saw it pop up on the shared tracker. you good??* *He's auditing us, Zariel typed back, her thumbs moving fast. Surprise compliance review. He's basically a human polygraph with a cane.* *a CANE. like an actual cane. is he a disney villain* *Worse. He's real.*

She relaxed and smiled. "Hi, Axel. I'm Zoe. Can you understand me?" She felt foolish talking to a wolf and asking it questions as though he could respond. Axel walked over to her and put his large head on her lap. Zoe lifted her hand so she could rub his soft fur.

/ It would appear Livi is delving into paranoia too. I hadn’t looked at the black journal again since that first day. Instead I reread the childish dares. I could easily imagine the dark eyes and olive skin of Zeke as a cheeky young boy. I bet when his cheekbones and jaw sharpened into the hard, chiselled man he is today girls couldn't help taking notice.

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?

If her back side is as full as her front side then she'd be said to have an hour glass shape. "Hmm, am here to see Mr Xavier." I reply putting on my signature fake smile. "And you are.?" She ask eyeing me distastefully. It isn't my fault I look more prettier than you. "Am Stephen Pari, his new personal assistant." I smirk, heads high. Trying to play cool. I always pay cool. "So which floor?" "Tenth floor, bitch." She reply, saying the last word under her breath. But I still heard it.

"Wow, they're so big compared to the last time I saw them!" "Do you want to hold one of them?" I offered. They were staring up at her with their big blue eyes. "I'd love that," she replied, with a big smile on her face. I pulled Aria out of the stroller and handed her to Gigi. "You're so much cuter in person than over Zoom, Aria," Gigi swooned, cradling her in her arms. "Welcome, Tyce," I said, pulling my cousin in for a hug next.

On cue, the door to the elevator slid open, and in the flash, Poseidon was standing on the other side of the little enclosure, his clothes already fixed. I busted. This… wasn’t bad after all. “I can really get used to this.” Me too, lover. Me too! ~~~ Author's note Hey,lovelies. I hope you are enjoying our crazy duo and their stunts this side. The profile Video of the Z4 has been uploaded to our official I*G page, so please check it out and tell me what you all think. I will be uploading the 'cards' of Z4, so we all get familiar with what we will talk about in here.

The two were locked for some moments. “I am Zuba”, she said softly. “I am the princess of the kingdom of Borney of the vampire”. “But I am werewolf”, said Jason “Yea, its fine” “Sure?” “Yea, we’re in this together, to turn our hates into love, but they won’t allow us”. She said. “Can we do this?” “Why not”, said Jason hesitantly. “Off course we can, let’s get on it” But before they could figure out on the next step, some passers-by that saw them screamed. They began to shout.

He noticed Willow flipping through his phone, a slight frown on his face, but write it off as nothing too serious. “How did you guys find us?”, Azea asked, bringing him back to the conversation. He momentarily forgot about Willow and was about to start talking again, when the TV in the restaurant blared with a loud sound. “Greetings, humans.”, the voice said. They all froze, turning slowly in their chairs, except Quinn who was looking directly at it. They all knew the voice of Zoi, but they hadn’t fully registered that Tony was the one talking. “I am Zoi. The brother of your creator.” He was wearing a black cloak and a black helmet to match, with red lines going through where the eyes would