Cole X Zane Novels & Stories

I wanted nothing more than to shed the weight of the summit like a second skin, to leave the dragon lords and their endless demands somewhere far behind me. I pushed the heavy oak door open, stepped inside, and immediately stopped. Zane lay passed out cold on the dark grey velvet couch in the middle of the sitting room. He was fully dressed in his heavy coat, dark trousers, and riding boots, one leg dangling awkwardly off the edge of the cushion as though he'd collapsed mid-sentence. A half-empty glass of sweet water sat on the low table beside him, next to an unread leather scroll, its wax seal still intact. Even the candles nearby had burned low, wax pooling onto the brass holders, as if t

"ZANE!" And then darkness

I don't have a phone and right now, I have no way of communicating with Xavier. Should I open the door or not

2020 Date completed // 07.04.2020 ~ A/N: Hello! I just wanted to say that 'Xanthe's Angel Wolf' is extremely light. Showcasing only the fluff of the love story of the main characters. So, if you're looking for some dark and action werewolf stuff, this is not it. Thank you for giving my story a chance, I appreciate the support. Happy reading!

Tony asked again. "The decision of the court will be made by the court" Cole let out quickly. "So, let's talk about Mr. Winter that is on his way to jail or even prison for a significant part of his life. You said the city hunter praised for this undertaking, right" Tony proposed. "Yeah, this is different from the first case. This is heroic. She sourced for evidences that are not controversial at all. A video confession and the pants used in the act. She presented those to the media, the public. This is the method that is favourable to all and sundry" Mr. Cole made a thumb up to praise the alleged city hunter.

I sat up and saw Alhan resting on his elbows breathing heavily. "I love you, Zax," he told me breathlessly with damp eyes. I grinned slightly and said," you should, I'm a great guy." He chuckled and nodded as he fell back unconscious and frightened me. I was feeling oddly as well and I looked at the deep red juice that had stained Alhan's flesh. I cursed my trusting nature and blinked my eyes as double vision clouded my sight.

~Colt’s POV~ I used the towel on my bed to wipe the cum off my hand when the door shot open and Zane walked in. His gaze swept over me. “Don’t tell me it’s what I’m thinking?” I rolled my eyes at his words. “I don't have the energy for small talk, Zane. What do you want?” I asked, about to head to the restroom when his next words made me stop. “Did you even know who that girl was?” he asked, making me turn around.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.