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Hi, intruder. A shiver runs down my spine. Yesterday, when I left, I realised I hadn't given him my number, and it stung. Seeing him again would have taken extra effort, too much risk. And I'd already used up my yearly quota of recklessness. I hadn't been thinking with my brain. So how did he get my number? I type back. How did you get my number, mystery man? Then I wait. Let's just say mystery man has his ways.

he said and I smiled. "You're hosting someone who's going to give you trouble," I said and he just smiled. He didn't explain much, about himself, he was always curious about me. "I don't know your name yet?" I asked. "Evander Carilan Zoristagh, you can call me Evan or Zoris. Everyone close to me calls me Zoris."

But if you decide to continue. Watch out... we’re watching you. Zehra looked at the profile picture. It was black, but there was a slight silver glint. She zoomed in and in the middle, barely visible, was a star. She squinted and looked closer. It wasn’t a normal star. It was one with two triangles; one straight and one inverted. A Star of David. Her heart pounded uncomfortably. She quickly shut the laptop and went down for supper. “What’s up, Zea? You look worn out,” Ivanka asked the next day at school.

Tia asked. "We are not toys, little girl," the one that bit Zander replied. "And I am Zipper and I don't like the big dumb werewolf right there," she pointed at Zander while she stuck her tongue out. She had a a puny brown beard and a sweet pepper-shaped nose, too. The teeniest one was standing there, looking at them like he was bored. "And you?" Julia questioned. She noticed how handsome the tiniest one was. He was ten times smaller than the other two.

My head snaps to the back door as it opens; Kia at the ready to attack the invader. Relief washes over me when Zander steps through the door. With his beautiful naked body fully displayed in front of me, I suddenly find it much harder to breathe. My eyes travel over his magnificent body of their own accord … over his shoulders, his chest, and six-pack abs, his cock springing to life. I can feel the blush forming on my cheeks as I sneak a look.

On cue, the door to the elevator slid open, and in the flash, Poseidon was standing on the other side of the little enclosure, his clothes already fixed. I busted. This… wasn’t bad after all. “I can really get used to this.” Me too, lover. Me too! ~~~ Author's note Hey,lovelies. I hope you are enjoying our crazy duo and their stunts this side. The profile Video of the Z4 has been uploaded to our official I*G page, so please check it out and tell me what you all think. I will be uploading the 'cards' of Z4, so we all get familiar with what we will talk about in here.

"We were in London when..." She couldn't finish it. Valentino had caused a massive train derailment. Ivy and her employers should have been on one of those trains. They'd missed it because Ivy had to go chase down one of the kids. She'd still gotten in trouble despite that problem saving their lives. "Then you understand why we need access to these servers?" Zora asked. Ivy nodded. "Good." Zora waved the other picture. "This is Piers Killam. He'll be your back-up. He's a freelancer that has an established cover with Jabir. Ideally you two won't interact. He's just there in case you need back-up or an escape plan."

Sasha parked the car and entered the house only to find Jax taking some snacks to Henry's office. He paused for a second and glanced at her. "There is a famous YouTuber here to meet Gramdmaster. Come quickly inside." "YouTuber." "Yes. Zander. He is famous for exposing many shamans. The grandmaster is already shaking while sitting on his chair." "What...Zander...?" She was standing stunned at her place. She was scared to let him find out about her.

"Nobody's claimed this trash of a place yet? How wonderful. Three out of four places to capture. Those dumb Survivors won't last. Zen felt his heart race, and fear gripped him. This was someone from Guild Carnage! He might not recall the man's name, but he remembered the rugged appearance. The man who intruded was ripped and built! His arms were as thick as Zen's thighs, and he was very tall. He had sandy blond hair and bright blue eyes, but the scar over his right eye and sinister smirk told Zen that he wasn't here to make friends. If this person found him, Zen would die on the spot.

Alpha Jason This was not who I expected when Emerald walked in with Zavian. I was expecting, as the kids say, some creepy old man. That is not what I saw following Emerald into my office. Zavian was my height, so 6’3”, with messy purple hair and bright lime green eyes. He has tattoos covering a large portion of his body and several facial piercings. I have no doubt that he has more under his clothes. I watch as Emerald takes her usual seat between my boys, and Zavain sits down not far from her. I can’t blame him for sitting close to the only person he knows here. He doesn’t seem nervous being here, which makes me uncomfortable.