Ninjago Zane Cole Novels & Stories

Zane. He stood there for a moment, looking down at us like a predator surveying wounded prey. Then he jumped. His body dropped from the roof and landed on the road below with a grace that should not have been possible for someone his size. He straightened and walked toward us, the empty launcher hanging from his hand. "It is too soon for you to leave," he called out, his voice carrying across the space between us. "We have not finished our business yet." Kael was already out of the passenger seat, standing beside me. His body was tense, his hands already crackling with heat. At the corner of my eye, I saw Vex and Cass taking whatever they could in their vehicle.

They had never been so angry in their lives before. "Since you say that Zander is like a speck of dust. How about including me?' A snort was heard, and everyone turned to face the direction in which the voice was coming from. Consequently, they noticed a middle-aged man entering the scene. "It's the strongest elder’s son!" The middle-aged man was Cole Seafield, and he was a Rank 7 Evolved One. Cole walked up to Zander’s side. It seemed like he was ready to spark a two versus one fight.

I turned to the stranger, his hazel eyes held mischief, "It's Zane." He chirped a bit and my eyes rolled. It was funny to him because he laughed, "Mr. Cole, I had no idea she would be this quirky." He moved closer to my father and on instinct, I pulled out my pistol, "Not a step closer."

. NORA’S POV. “Good girl,” Zane praised, pulling away from me. He grabbed a handkerchief from my stand, wiped his cock with it before pulling up his zipper and shoving it back into his pants, tucking himself away. My pussy throbbed as I eyed the huge, now softening bulge. Zane has a big cock. Like, huge. I’d seen it once through his boxer briefs, and now I’d seen it again. I realised just how huge he was. In fact, I’d seen lots of cocks from the moment I started stripping.

He’s shifted back now, and I think it’s Beta Cole, but I’m not sure, with half his face missing and blood pouring everywhere. “You’ve looked better, Cole. Zanthe’s mad I didn’t let her kill you, but I think letting you live, knowing you only have half a face left, and that your underage daughter did this to you, is punishment enough for now... at least until I kill you next time.” Well, damn. She turns back to me. “I need you to get on my back. Zanthe can carry you, but you’ve got to try and hold on, okay?”

The satisfying soreness between my legs reminds me of the great ending to our night. I know tomorrow will bring some things that might be hard to process. I’m ready for them, but right now, I want to bask in a great first mission we had. I have to admit Zane did not disappoint, and watching him in action was badass and slightly terrifying. The aura that comes from him is strong, but if there is even a sliver of truth to Ghost's statement, then Zane’s aura makes sense. I honestly don’t know the full details of Zane’s powers and abilities. I just know he’s slightly different from everyone else in his coven. All I know is that I’m glad I’m someone Zane loves because I would not want to be his e

“Your Majesty. The work is done.” Zane’s eyebrows jumped off his face. Then they crashed back down into a scowl. “YOUUUU!” Zane wagged his finger, his temper reaching the sky above us. “You are that cheeky brat who jumped me like a snack-crazed ninja!” The warrior blinked. “Apologies, Beta Zane. I was under orders.” “Yeah? Was kicking me in the ribs also an order? Or was that just your personal flair?” Zane roared at the poor boy.

“Don’t go.” He swallowed. “I have to.” “Please don’t go.” He looked at her. Gods. The pain on his face. Slowly, he reached up and touched her cheek, just once, with his fingertips. His hand shook. Then he stepped back. “Zane,” he called. A shadow moved in the hall. Zane was young, but big — broad-shouldered, dark-haired, scar over the eyebrow from training with Ironclaw and not ducking fast enough. Loyal to the point of violence. A guard Collin trusted.

He stared at Jay in dissatisfaction and said, “I just find it strange, that’s all. You’re usually a cold, pure-hearted person with no desire. Yet you were overly considerate of Granny Winter.” Jay stared at him speechlessly and started demonstrating his eloquent, sharp tongue, “Your IQ is no different from a child’s.” “You’re still insulting me…” Zane was fuming. At this moment, Cole immediately exposed the truth. “It’s because Granny Winter is Sir Ares’ little darling.” Zayne’s face twitched violently. “His little darling?” Cole paused for a short while before saying, “She’s Baby Zetty.” Zayne’s eyes were almost protruding out of his sockets.

It landed like he had a right to put it there. Because eleven days ago, I had let him think he did. "She okay?" he asked. Still not to me. To Lucian. "I am standing right here," I said. "Then stand somewhere safer," Gavin said. "Touching." Zane Cole appeared from the other side, shoulder leaning against the concrete pillar like he had been there the whole time waiting for his cue. That grin was already in place, the one that made him look like he found everything on earth faintly hilarious. "All three of us in one place. This is new."