Blaise Zabini Novels & Stories

Zeda blinked twice, trying to pull herself back from her thoughts of Lucian. “Debtor?” Vyr questioned, looking from Torvin to Zeda. Torvin flashed his cocky smile and winked at Zeda, who couldn’t help a small, reluctant smile of her own. “Remind me not to get on your bad side, Zeda,” Rylan said, watching the video for a second time. “Like... damn,” Draven drawled. “But how is this possible?” Ava asked, looking perplexed. “A four-elemental Mage? She’s only in her first year.”

I was shaking with laughter while the others behind us snorted uncontrollably. “Stop laughing! Focus on the lesson!” the teacher snapped, pointing at us. “You’re so fucking good with comebacks,” Harry whispered to Alexia. “You left the teacher defenseless.” “I know. It’s what my character, Aria, would do,” she whispered back, smirking. Finally, the bell rang, and everyone began shuffling toward their next class: home economics. Zayn had chosen it. Don’t ask. He claimed he wanted to learn to cook. And now, here we were.

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.

To wait before you were able to get to what you needed. I didn’t turn to face him. My eyes were fixed on the old book in front of me. My mother’s book. I smiled at the sight of it. It was the one thing that I had of her. At least, I believed that it was hers. As far as I was concerned, she had no magic. She had no need for these recipe books. But I did not care. They served me well. And I was going to use them, hers or not hers. The potion shimmered as I stirred it, thick and red like wine mixed with blood. The scent rising from it was faint, flowery, innocent. In my opinion, completely stupid. The signature scent of the one woman I despised more than anyone else in this world.

I am one hundred and one percent sure that someone is manipulating him behind the scenes, and that someone seems to harbor a lot of resentment towards Lucien. But who could it be? My mind was groggy as I tried to think of the person who hated Lucien so badly, but there seemed to be a fog in my mind that was blocking me from getting a clear picture. “Sis, what now? Everyone is cursing brother-in-law and telling him to return to where he came from!” Zelma's voice brought my mind back to reality. “I can’t believe that someone I once worshipped before can actually do something as brazen as this! Doesn’t he know that karma exists in this world?” Zelma said angrily.

I asked her with a confusing laugh. She took a contemplating breath before answering, “Because I don’t want anyone to notice me, especially Ronan. You know how they are right?” she said with a look of horror on her face. I hate seeing her like this. She is terrified of that vile person. Ronan Pierce, is Zane’s best friend and he torments my best friend for his own sick kick. He is a complete psychopath and most of the students stay away from him in the school. “Ugh, don’t remind me of that psycho. I swear he is the first person I am going to kill to crack up my wolf side,” I promised her in all seriousness but she laughed it off as if I were joking.

Anything to take the emphasis away from my sheer embarrassment. "I'm Genie". I can't even look him in the eye, let alone believe that he's sitting next to me and talking to me. "Nice name - what's it short for?". "It's Genevieve". I mumble. "Wow, not a name you hear often. I like it! So now we're acquainted can I buy you a drink?". He asks. Reluctantly I agree " Ok, a Guinness would be good. But just to clarify, It's not normally something I would do".

He added as he knocks on the door. KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! “Good morning headmaster Percy-! Who is this?” the female instructor immediately noticed Zed standing beside the headmaster. “He is the new transfer student that. I have already told him the minor details so all you need to do is explain things for him okay? Then I will be leaving now miss Akari.”

sneered Yovi. "Shut up! Reza, later you wear my school spare pants. It's in my locker" Kevin said with a flat face. Now the three of them were climbing the stairs to their class. Yes, their class is on the top 3rd floor. But in the middle of the stairs, Mr Zayn saw the three of them who had just arrived. Mr Zayn is a killer teacher who is feared by students at Pelita High School. "Our history is over, there is Mr. Zayn!" said Reza in horror.

Professor snapes said with a smile as Gao Yu kept mute. “Anyway I called you for something, how did you learn the second verse of the ritual recitation?” Professor snapes asked. “I Don’t know, I found out I know it when you started reciting it” Gao Yu said nothing but the truth. “I see, you are really among the children involved in the ritual years ago, why must my little sister die though? Professor snapes said smiling as a drop of tear dropped down his eyes, his little sister has been among those affected by the ritual, she was the very last person he could call a close family, she was six when the ritual took place, he can still remember how the little girl shivered after reciting the rit