Nina Zenik Novels & Stories

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

Zander nods as his eyes glaze over, requesting the nurse to come in. Moments later a young woman dressed in light blue scrubs enters the room. Her dark hair is pulled back into a ponytail. In one hand she is holding a clipboard and in another, she has a small cup with some pills. “Hello Luna,” she greets me with a smile. “Welcome back. I’m Natalia, one of the night nurses who has been looking after you. Here are some painkillers, hopefully, they will be able to help you rest until we can give you something stronger later on,” she softly says passing me the medication, looking between Zander and me before moving along the machines making them finally stop beeping.

I had no idea but the offer was tempting. "Heck, yeah! I'll go!" when again Zenia loudly answered. She's really into the Punishing-Hamil mood these days. "What can I say, sounds trouble. It just happens that my middle name is Trouble. So, I'm in!" then Zenith who was just in her full-pledged work-first-fun-later mode suddenly shifted. Oh, girl! Doomed!!!

Placing the bottle on the dashboard, she turned to Zach. “It’s going to be just fine” And Zachary’s moist eyes managed to trace out what was written on the bottle he had seen earlier that day. It was the pills, Zeptyn. “It will be just fine” She whispered as she locked the car doors with just one finger against the lock. And then she forced a smile at the corner of her lips. A dangerously cunning one. But Zach— —he shielded a wider one. Because all of this, was all part of the grand plan. His own, grand plan. To free the love of his life, Katharina Elizabeth Stones. To be continued...

, I said. "Yes. The only singer I love who isn't a rapper is Sia", she replied. After awhile, she stood up. "I need to find the female's bathroom now," she said, "I'll be back soon." "Sure."

All of them pretending they weren’t shitting bricks in my presence. I immediately noticed Lord Nikolai, a russian oil prince with a bad temper and a God complex. He looked up from his cards, his expression tight. “Vincent,” he said, voice smooth but eyes hard. “Thought you’d grown a pussy and backed out.” I smiled. “I don’t run, Nikolai. I hunt.” I took my seat. And that’s when I saw her. Zara. She was leaning quietly by the bar, dressed in black leather and a mouth made to ruin men. Her eyes locked with mine. They were dark and daring, like she wanted to bite and be bitten.

With a blank expression, we all march out of the house and into the dark, starless night. Leonid takes the wheel and Akim sits beside him in the front seat while I take the seat, monitoring Nina Makarova through my mobile. Nina is a nymphomaniac, such that every minute of the day she loves feeling sexual pleasure. Right now, she’s playing with her body with toys. She’s relaxed over the bed with her thighs spread apart as he fucks her cunt with the toy’s length. I think that’s what Igor Abramov loved about her; her high sex drive and looks too. Nina is no doubt a beautiful woman that even now she’s in her fifties she's exceptionally pretty more than an actual twenty-year-old.

Just three of them at the hall room, they start the meeting and sit at the chair. System! give eleven thousand Exp to Nin guild, Berserk mode skill restrictions open to Nina, unlock Blacksmith restrictions open to Nina and Lola, upgrade alchemy to beginner 3. Tink! State panel release Talent : 3 Star Name : Nina (Master Apprentice) Age : 10 Level : 2 Class : Z Exp : 0 Strength : 20 Agility : 20 Vitalty : 20 Alchemy : Beginner 3 Skill : Stealthmode, Berserk mode Storage : 5.000 Meter

Two years ago, my older sister Jaslyn and I were trapped in a housefire. The firefighters told Mom she had to make a choice. They could only save one of us. Mom chose me because I was closer to the door. Later, when she learned that the fire had been caused by us breaking into the neighbor's house to steal stuff, she grabbed me by the hair and yelled at me. "Your sister Jaslyn was a model student. There's no way she would steal anything. "You're the thief! If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have died!" From then on, I wasn't allowed to eat good food or wear nice clothes. Every day, I had to kneel before Jaslyn's portrait and atone for my sins. One day, the class fund went missing at

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.