Pari Zad Novels & Stories

(whore) "How old?" I ask, finally giving in and wanting to ruin the rest of day even further. "Twenty." A small smile of victory leans onto his face as he shoves his hands into his pockets. "Cazzo, she in her second year of college. And her parents are okay with her marrying so young?" I interrogate, slightly bothered by marrying a girl significantly younger than me. (Fuck,) "It's crazy, but they said she didn't mind." He shakes his head as if he was surprised himself.

“You have exactly three seconds to explain why you are in my room, touching my mate, before I rip your throat out.” Zariel's smirk faltered for a second, but he quickly recovered, his hard resolve returning. “Oh, Zade, always so dramatic,” he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “I was just paying a friendly visit to your little mate. No need to get your fur in a twist.” “Friendly visit?” Zade repeated, his voice dangerously calm. “You think barging into my room, uninvited and laying your filthy hands on my mate is a friendly visit?”