Female Zenitsu Novels & Stories

he fantasized. Suddenly, Zenith's assistant interrupted his thoughts. "Boss, boss, boss!" he called out, trying to get his attention. Zenith was disappointed to see his assistant's face instead of the woman's face from his daydream. "What are you doing in my office?" he asked. "You should have allowed me to kiss her first!" Zenith muttered to himself. "It's time to go home," Titus, his assistant, said innocently. "Don't tell me you woke me up just so that I can go home?" Zenith asked.

She glares at him. “It doesn’t have to be as simple as that. Where I am impatient, you are patient. Where you are angered, I am compassionate. I believe we are equally matched in many areas, and my Goddess Mene knew I needed a strong and courageous Luna to rule alongside me, to help me become the ultimate warrior and protector.” Calix kisses her cheek lightly, moving down to her neck and chest. “It seems like you had everything before you met me,” she whispers.

“You know that is how mind control works?” Mitsuhide said softly. He was watching the young woman in front of him. Though she was the youngest of the group by a few years she had an aura about her that matched his wife’s in making her seem much older than she really was. He smiled at the thought that he could only deal with one woman like his wife but this other one wasn’t all that bad to add to the mix. Mitsuhide thought Max had lucked out the same way he did.

Okay, it is still good just drink your medicine the woman said as she continued feeding Isekai the medicine **** ***** ***** **** **** ***** inside a room sat a girl as she distantly as if she was lost in a world of her own, to say the truth she might really have been lost in a world of her own. ever since the death of isekai was announced, Yinito seems to be on a trance as she sat like a korean doll seemingly cut out from everything.

How are we meant to defeat such a beast? I need to help, I need to do something, anything. The Zena-girl has helped a group of scared, middle-aged women climb out of the broken window. She points them into the cornfields to the back, where White Forest came from and they scamper away. Then my heart lifts. Looking nothing like my darling, and yet undeniably her, Zena emerges from underneath the main cabin. Pressed against the wooden wall, flames only inches from her head she looks every inch the warrior. Her face is completely brown and grey with filth, her hair a ragged short crop of black and she’s wearing a dark green archers uniform,.

Scarily awesome! It hits me the moment Alejandro gestures for us to sit. The air changes. Not like the villa itself, but inside me. My chest tightens, and a pulse hums somewhere between my head and my heart. I glance at the others, Lysander fidgets, Elysia bites her lip, Esme and Selene sit straighter than I have ever seen them. And then there is Zenith, calm, serene, radiating something that presses against the walls I have built around my fear and mistrust. “Relax,” she murmurs, and I can hear it in my head, though her lips do not move. I try to roll my eyes, but I cannot stop the slight tremor in my fingers. Something about her… Luna, they call her. And suddenly, I get it.

It’s a good thing that Zen is a pure, innocent man. “What’s going on here?” My heart thumped and suddenly became energized when I heard Caleb’s voice. I quickly stood up and turned around to look at him but my excitement disappeared. Behind him was a pretty girl with slanted honey brown eyes. She had this gentle aura but could be fierce if she wanted to. Her red lips that shaped like cupid’s bow made her even more attractive. “I believe that the person you are consoling is mine.” Caleb said in an orotund voice. He was also glaring at Zen that confused me. Was he doing this on purpose because Pops was around?

The girl was immersed in the world and her own thoughts. Thinking about Ven's sentence, thinking about the image of a woman who had twice come to her mind. Several spirits took turns bothering her, but Khanza ignored them. Sometimes they laughed horribly, tried to talk to her, even showed the creepiest form, but, Khanza still ignored them. Until then, Khanza frowned as she felt like she wasn't getting any more of their annoyance. The girl looked up and sighed heavily when she found Kenzo's figure in front of her. "It seems you don't like it when I'm here," said Kenzo. The guy smiled faintly. From his gaze, he looked relieved that Khanza was fine. Without asking for approval, Kenzo sat beside

While Zed and Roya are busy figuring out their Kebano things, Kenshi decided to pay Mizuko a visit. From her open window he climbed and went inside her room. Mizuko is like an angel sleeping in her bed. Then suddenly, Mizuko’s door opened and the image of Miranda, Kenshi saw. She immediately lowered her head at the sight of Kenshi. Kenshi motioned his hand, creating an invisible field around Mizuko. He didn’t want to disturb Mizuko.

She whispered this time, though her voice was very firm. Dipping her hand into the pockets of her dress, Zen pulled out a few coins from both pockets. Combining them in one hand, she offered it. "This is all I have." She whispered. "Are you joking right now?" Her mother spat harshly. "This wouldn't cut it!" "I don't have any more money on me." Zentrakii muttered, emotionally exhausted. "What is that?" Her mother squinted, eyeing the rare beaded band on wrist. Zen quickly put her hand behind her, knowing she couldn't tamper with that bead.