Perona X Zoro Novels & Stories

“Let me formally introduce the woman standing beside me.” The flashbulbs began to pop. Click. Click. Click. The blinding white light washed over Penelope, making the silver cloak burn with brilliance. “She is not just tonight’s star envoy,” Zaria said, her voice booming off the walls. “She is a founding member of the Zaria brand. She is my permanent, honoured partner in everything this company owns.” Zaria stepped back and bowed her head slightly toward Penelope. “Miss Penelope Rogue Pack.” My brain snapped. A loud, high-pitched ringing filled my ears. The walls of the corridor seemed to tilt sideways.

She removed the hood, revealing cascading black hair and nearly gray eyes. “Hello to you too, Ignis,” Zora said. My admiring eyes fixed on Ignis, a Peeira, for the first time before me. Ignis stared at Zora with a serious expression and said, “You know how much Alpha Garnet despises delays.” Zora responded with a tranquil smile. “We thought it's best to rest a bit before coming straight here. But as soon as I felt you had already informed my father, we rushed over.” Ignis turned her gaze to me, and Zora made the proper introductions. She shot a look at me, and I stared at her with admiration as it was the first time I had seen a Peeira in person.

“There’s something you don’t know. The Zora you met—she’s Zeke’s blood sister. Her real name is Zora.” “What?” Xero blinked. “But I thought you said Zeke and Zorro aren’t related.” Zeke explained quietly, “We’re not. My father is Dean. She’s the daughter of my mother and Zorro.” “I see,” Xero muttered, finally piecing it together. No one said more. Before long, their convoy reached the Graystone checkpoint. Guards blocked the road and ordered them to stop. Xero presented his identification. “Mr. O’Malley?” The guards were surprised, bowing slightly. “May we ask your destination?”

"What?, we are not gonna stay here and watch them be taken, if that's a real true life dragon then they may even be ours, what am I saying? last I heard there has only been one life dragon in Hanorak in the last twenty years'' Minre pointed at his tattoo ''Ours''. Zutara huffed out a breath, the sword in her hands felt clumsy and unyielding, to her left Sikorra gritted his teeth sword clashing with that of a soldier with such force it made her teeth ring. Riz was on the ground beside her horse the canteen of water that she carried around was uncorked and still strapped to her waist and the water within she bound into a whip wound around her hand, she lashed out pulling a man down from his

Beside him, his daughter, Socha, fought with a cold ferocity. She was lean and fast, her claws digging into the charcoal skin of the abominations, but even their combined strength was barely holding the line. They were losing as the sheer speed of the black-eyed creatures was overwhelming the rogue pack. Suddenly, a streak of obsidian lightning crashed out of the woods. Zoran’s wolf didn't just enter the fight, he instantly dominated it. He lunged at the abomination that was about to sink its blades into Marek’s neck, his massive jaws snapping the creature’s spine like a dry twig.

I thought She must have forgotten we were in the middle of nowhere and I was doing the best I could to seek help. I tried shifting but the pain of my body contorting stopped me yet again before I could complete the process. The after effects were worse, I grunted with the last bit of strength in me and fell to the ground, my vision turning into a black void of echoes. “Lena, Lena, wake up,” my wolf growled, but I was far too gone, far too weak to move a muscle, far too gone to even breathe.

He moved so that his hands were resting on the table and he was leaning forward a little more, his eyes never leaving mine as he spoke. "There's a pack of rogues on the western border. They are planning to attack in the early hours of tomorrow morning," I said without so much of a thought. I didn't really want to die and I didn't want anything to interfere with the plans I had put in motion. "I have patrols covering every single border. They haven't spotted anything."Jayson raised an eyebrow at me.

ZION "Zion, for fucks sakes. Can't you keep your hands to yourself," Kendra fumed as she swatted my fingers away from her, "Didn't your mama teach you not to mess with a black girl's weave!" The scowl on her face amused me as well the red weave she decided to get during the weekend.

Zora, with arrogance, scoffed, "Colin is the Alpha of the werewolf tribe, and our Peterson family is also part of the werewolf tribe. That woman is just a lowly ordinary human. Why does she have the right to compete with me for Colin? I am Colin's Luna!" Oscar's gaze darkened, and his voice became ominously low, "Shut up! We werewolves have spent so many years integrating into human society at the risk of our lives. You know very well that if you dare to expose our werewolf identity and Colin finds out, I guarantee you'll meet a gruesome end!" Despite Zora's willfulness, she was well aware of the stakes involved. Oscar's threat triggered a chemical reaction in her mind, but she was not ready

"I'm Zara of the Purple Dragon Clan and this is-" Her sister interrupts. "I wish to do my own introduction," she tells her sister and then turns to me. "I'm Zora of the Purple Dragon Clan and we're eight." The girls are feminine versions of their brothers. The girls' hair is long and shiny. Even at their age they take care of themselves better than their uncle or un-uncle does. Now that introductions are over, Ashrac nods to the kitchen door.