League Of Legends Zaun Novels & Stories

He remains silent, his eyes not leaving mine until he starts to laugh. “You think I will make a deal with you, Zachary? My wife is Luna, one after the moon goddess’s heart. She can give me all the cure I want in the world and you think I will settle for you? Come on man, I thought you were smarter than that. Well” he gestures to my hand where a wound is still bleeding, “you might want to check that, it’s not going to heal. Ir is coated with silver” “What?” “Do not show up at my party uninvited Zachary, do not come in front of my wife and do not even think about her”

We are stronger together but it seems we will not be able fix this until we part. “Sweetheart. Are you okay? I told them to wait, not to let you down there without me.” Zaine gives Luca and George a sharp look, then pulls me into a hug that smooshes my face into his chest and makes it hard to breathe. His worry is evident, but I can sense his uncertainty more deeply than anything else. His wolf, Rein, seems just as determined for a fresh start. From what Lia tells me about her mate, nothing short of divine intervention will stop him from a radical cleansing of Blue Moon.

Slowly, he slid off one of his hockey gloves, showing me his pale, strong hand, and extended it to me. “I’m Zayn. Zayn Winchester.” The name hit me like a punch. Zayn Winchester, the lycan prince of the Silver Wolves Clan, the rival pack my father and Oliver had talked about with much hate for years. He was the famous high school hockey player who had beaten our school’s team in the finals last year.

Finally, a cry escaped Theo's lips as he locked eyes with Zane, and as the drug kicked in, he forced out, "Why help me?" "Your mother killed Leon, and now, I understand who my fight has been with all along. The shit that you pulled on my wife, I don't want to forgive you, but if Emma can, then I am willing to try. I don't want to lose my soul in my thirst for vengeance, so, I will not deprive you of the medical help you need, but after you are healed, I am locking your ass up for what you did. As your big brother, it's my job to teach you guys 'owning up to your shit' since all your mother thought you is hate." Zane said as his eyes softened at the end. "Leon is dead?"

Zaire insists. I shake my head at Zaire as I cut the link. He really was going to get himself killed one day, but then if he wasn’t confident and skilled in what he did, then he wouldn’t have the position that he had. He was also the first member of my pack that pledged his loyalty to Yasmine as not only his Luna but his friend, so his words and reaction to waiting is understandable.

Alina cooed in a comforting tone. I grimaced, "How do you know. There's no telling what I sent him into. I didn't think this through properly and he fucking agreed to this dumb idea. What have I done?" I ran ahead through my hair, tousling it further. "I can still feel him, his energy, so that means he's doing just fine. He's a fighter Zion. Unlike your mother, he was built for war. I hate to say it, but he stands a higher chance here so have faith in the odds." Her voice was so emotionless. The stoic expression masking her face seemingly odd. I knew it was because of the dark magic.

Zain shot her a glare for interrupting his battle. “Ah, there’s the brown-haired brat that felled my clone. I had wondered where you had gotten to. I owe you for that you know.” What did that mean? Was he going to target her because she had screwed up his plan the last time? That was not good. She was in no way capable of standing up to Aidan if he tried to kill her. Why on earth did she have to attract the psychotic Knight's attention? “I can’t have you underestimating my team by calling them brats. Zain is a talented Knight in the Laera Kingdom. Sophia here is the brightest in the association, quite the genius. And the other one is the number one most unpredictable Knight,” Major Dylan dea

Nef and Ron were already on the way towards their table. Zion rubbed his brows as he felt a sudden pain but there was no choice to follow the hungry friends. With their tummies, their eyes were also hungry and thirsty and that thirst can only be quenched by looking at the hot girls. When the girls saw them, they were over the cloud nine. Zion is no less than Roman or Greek God. Slightly tanned skin, dark eyes, dark hair, tall height, perfectly balanced and muscled body, high IQ, a heir of the top IT company of the country, in short he is perfect in every way and a dream guy of every girl.

“I need warriors. I need a strategy. And most importantly—I need her.” My jaw tightened. “Who?” “Your Luna. She’s a war machine, Kaelan. We both saw it. I heard about her primordial powers and thought it was a myth.” He leaned in, his dark eyes gleaming. “With her leading a team of your strongest warriors, we can wipe out these rogues before they step foot on my land.” A growl rumbled in my chest. “She’s not some tool to be used at will.” Zion raised his hands in mock surrender. “I get it. She’s your mate, your Luna. But let’s not pretend she isn’t exactly what we need to win this fight.”

((You The thought I have at the end of each day; I fall asleep..)) “Hm?” Hum, Zain tilted his head with a suspicious smile to swallow Urza, repeating what he said, "I need a friend." He was silent...in spite of him! Because Zain has gone out of his mind and is officially insane now He punched him so hard that he hit the wall so violently, "I'm going to kill you," he shouted loudly, hovering. And he repeated his punch over and over again without any gratification