Badass Zoro Novels & Stories

It had all been lies. I watched him now, as he turned and walked from the room, despite his back turned to everyone in the room, Finn was by far the sexiest man in the room, with his custom tuxedo and piercing blue eyes, He had a delectable body, even though he sat in an office all day, my heart fluttered, remembering those long summer nights of running my hands and tongue down those hard muscles.

This realm only has shifters, so naked seems to be a way of life. "You really don't like Uncle Ashrac?" Zara asks. I know it's not Zora because while they might be wearing identical shorts and shirts, I noted the different colored bows in their hair when they introduced themselves. I can't help wondering if their mom had to put dots on their feet when they were babies to tell them apart. I'm sure it was easier after their personalities came out but I'm having trouble with the boys; it's a shame they don't wear hair bows.

My body was going wild for his demands, but testing him made the experience all the more exciting. Once my zipper was down, his hand was underneath my jeans and underwear, softly making circles around my sensitive nub. I groaned in delight, using his thighs as support so I could angle my body backward. His free hand snaked around my waist, creeping up my spine and unlatching my bra. It fell down my arms and across my stomach, freeing my breasts for him to see. I didn’t even care. The bit of breeze felt marvelous on my nipples. He was smirking at me. The fucker got what he wanted, and I didn’t have a coherent word to argue with him. Not while his hand was working over the most sensitive part

That accent was recognizable anywhere. *Zach stepped closer, his form now completely visible, clad with a dark jacket with the hood pulled over his head, dark pants, and black boots. His stride was long and deliberate as he walked towards me. My instincts screamed at me to run, but all I could do was back away. But he continued to advance, his step matching mine and yet still walking closer.*

I scowled at him, but he only chuckled. “Not so fast, my lioness. Let me do you right this time,” his grin was wicked, but even then, my heart couldn’t ignore how viciously beautiful he was. Everything about him was so masculine and strong and awfully solid. God, get your head out of the gutter, Zara! You’re not even putting up a fight! What’s wrong with you?

I know she’s both thinking about the safety of the pack and my own exhaustion level. “The police are on their way to meet Scar where Channing found the dead human. And,” I say looking up to glance at the clock on my office wall, “in just about six hours, Leader Bruno will be here to talk to us and Scar’s parents about their experiences with the undead, so we can have some ideas in place for when Scarlett contacts COWS. You know she’ll want you in on that meeting, too.” That’s another great thing about Scarlett — she recognizes the value that the mate brings to the table. Zella, Asher and Lupita aren’t just the mates of myself, Bree and Jacob, granting them the titles of Beta, Gamma and Delta

Korrin The mate bond gnaws at me from the inside. I feel it in my teeth. In my claws. In the ache between my legs. In my world, we call this Z’korth—the bite between souls. It turns warriors into madmen. Into protectors. Into killers. I feel it now. Pulling. Burning. This female is mine, and I'm fighting the instinct to claim her with a bite and roar. There is just one problem: she is a werewolf.

“Ah, dear niece, so this is what an average day in the life looks like… waltzing with your kill and staring right into their eyes right before you snuff the light out of it… brilliant!” It was obvious he wanted a reaction out of her, and on a very good day, he would have gotten nothing, but today wasn’t exactly going as planned for the plus-sized assassin. Barbara moved with a speed that would have stunned the girl she used to be. In one fluid motion, she was behind him. She didn't bother shedding the server's jacket; she simply reached beneath it. The cold steel of a ceramic knife was pressed firmly against the pulse point of his neck before he could say another word.

Then while driving... they saw a cripple zombie blocking their way. The zombie looks familiar, and when they got closer to her, it was Juliet. She has turned to a zombie, she was stabbed. there's a knife in her belly. Casandra get down from the van and move closer to her, the zombie can't bite her, then Casandra removed the knife in her belly. There is a crown that was draw on the knife. Casandra clean the knife up and put in her pocket, then bring out her gun and shoot Juliet on her forehead, she went back to the van and get in, they continue with their journey.

Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this? The golden beast lumbered toward them, then stopped directly in front of Drago, letting out a low growl, steam puffing from it’s huge nostrils. When Drago growled in return, Madchen jumped, trying to free herself from Drago’s grip, but he wasn’t letting her go.