Carter And Zia Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

ZARIA I sat on the couch in our apartment, staring at Rai’s unfinished drawing on the table. A superhero with a cape. My hands shook as I touched the paper. The initial calm I had felt on the phone had completely shattered. Fear sat heavy in my chest now, pressing down until it was hard to breathe. Renzo came over and knelt in front of me, taking my hands in his. His grip was warm and strong. “We’re not stopping. I have the best people looking. Whoever did this will regret it. I swear to you, Zaria.”

" Parker said avoiding the intense gaze of Zeph. " ICARUS, a minute with you " Payne eyed his brother. " where to?" NOTE: I used He/She at the moment as the gender of Zaria has not been known.

But Carter didn't seem to notice me yet. He rushed to his wife and enveloped her in a tight hug, which she returned with the same intensity. "I've missed you so much, Hailey. I searched everywhere for you," He rasped into her hair. "I'm here now," Hailey giggled. I took in Carter and couldn't help but notice how worn out he looked which was probably due to Xavier's death and Hailey's disappearance. As if sensing my gaze on him, Carter slowly withdrew from Hailey and turned to me. And the second his eyes made contact with mine, his expression changed from relief to rage as his fangs elongated and his claws grew.

She said and bit her lip suggestively and my cock instantly stood to attention. I hissed, pulling her closer but was stopped by her large bump. “You know I would do you all night if you weren’t carrying three babies.” Zoe unwrapped her arms and pulled me towards the shower. “You’re forgetting something Jay. I’m Zoe Chloe Anderson. I can do anything. That includes fucking you all night. I’m not weak.” she said haughtily. Shit. I was already painfully hard and she was tempting me. “Carter… You’re Carter now my adorable Luna.”

Carter. *****************************************

Carter sat on the couch and Natasha on the opposite side. "Tash..." Carter began to stare at the woman he was in love with. "Mommy!" Carter looked at the child who was running down. "Ciara! Oh gods, why are you running?! You could have fallen!" Natasha angrily uttered those words and embraced the child tightly. "Please don't do that again," she added, begging, but the little girl just giggled at her. "You're married?" he whispered and bowed his head. He felt like his heart sank. He was too late—really late.

“You always liked teaching, Carter.” I nodded once. She raised an eyebrow but said nothing. There was a girl next to Liam. Pretty. Curly hair. Long lashes. She hadn’t said much since we sat down, just smiled and listened. I watched her for a moment. The way she leaned toward him. The way her hand brushed his arm when he said something dumb. I looked at her again. Then at him. He caught me staring. “This is Zara,” Liam said casually. “My girlfriend.” I froze.

Caira said as she advances towards Zack. "Maybe they thought it'd be nice to give lovers some Time together" Zack said with a smirk while caira rolled her eyes and walked to sit beside him. "Is he boring you" Zack asked while caira nodded in affirmation. Zack removed his jacket placing it around Caira's shoulders, caira was already sleepy collected the jacket and rested her head on Zack's shoulder. ****************

Fifteen years of pain, discrimination and measly existence extended to their family members, they'd put so much effort but still to no avail. "Hey Zia" "What?" "Do you think... We are dead? And this is the afterlife?" Vic asked while pondering. "I hope so," Zia answered while gleefully smiling, "Are you serious? This is not the time to joke around, you know!?" he keeps on staring at her sister while his eyebrows knitting. "You know my little lovable brother, it doesn't matter if we live or die," she extends her arms, "look this is paradise."

“I love you, Maya.” I chuckled. “You have a funny way of showing it. Do you think I’m a fool, Zane Carrington. Something else is going on here.” “Yes. We are destined to be together. You and I destined mates.” “Did you escape from the asylum?” I asked, losing my patience. “I don’t have time for this nonsense,” I pulled out my phone. “I’m going to call the cops if you continue to sprout nonsense like this. I just went to your house looking for you after you ghosted me. Now you’re here saying things that don’t make sense.”