Perona X Zoro Novels & Stories

***** Xandros, I gently called out to my sister, "Zyla, please have something to eat." She only glanced at the food I was having. Zyla is my younger sister and the legal wife of Zandro, the son of Skull, the esteemed first elder of the ZORNZON clan. She's been hiding from them because she can no longer bear the pain in her heart. I can't blame her, considering her unique power over memories and sadness. The intensity of her pain is far greater than what an ordinary person would experience.

Because of the weather, the surveillance footage was cut out more often than not, but I could tell what was going on at their place through the comments in real time. At that moment, another batch of comments floated across the air in front of me: [All the food the male lead prepared got frozen, so even if he doesn't freeze to death, he'll starve!] [Serves him right! Look at those pieces of garbage, tearing at each other like wild dogs!] [That old witch got what she deserved too!] [Meanwhile, the MC's living the sweet life, and that's how it should be!] At that moment, the signal returned briefly, and I saw an interesting scene through the surveillance.

His hand went around the edge of the towel, two fingers hooked under the fabric. I shot my hand out, my grip on his wrist hard. I couldn’t look at him. My face burned. Zane’s pause. His dark brow arched. “I…” The words spewed out in a mad whirl. “I’m not—I don’t know if I’m… perfect. I mean, you’ve probably been with omegas who are… prettier or more experienced or…” “Sora.” His voice broke through the babble. Low. Even. “You’re perfect to me.”

I'll be back for you soon. I ran as fast as I could, and because I knew the routes like I knew the back of my hand, I avoided all the patrols trying to track me down. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I reached the border. - I, Beta Brady Brown, resign from my beta status and reject Lycan Moon Pach as my pack. I will continue my life as a rogue and return to save my mate and take revenge on all who cross my path. This is my solemn promise.

They built their homes from the earth itself, using natural materials imbued with magic to create structures that harmonized with the surrounding landscape. Her parents, Zara and Milak, were pillars of the community. Zara's healing abilities were renowned, her gentle touch capable of mending the deepest wounds. Milak's control over the elements was awe-inspiring, his presence commanding respect and admiration. Together, they nurtured Aqua's budding abilities, teaching her the importance of using her powers for good and instilling in her a sense of responsibility and compassion.

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

If he was going to use his weapon, the Furezo’s heart won’t be missed. As I didn’t have a choice, I stepped closer to Harrupero, held him by the neck and probed into his thoughts. After a few dots, I pushed him, with my breaths heavy. I looked at Kalith who watched me with confusion in his eyes. I shook my head. “That elite warrior at the palace hall was lying! The Furezos never raided Nazia and they never had any plan to do so. They just want to protect Furez and nothing more,” I revealed to Kalith.

Yarsi smiled wryly. - Is there something wrong? – his companion immediately alerted. Our friends are never all right. He took a step down the road and froze. Small whirlwinds shot up nearby, swirling dust in the air, enveloping in a sultry haze. Zoran ran out of the forge, his pale face was distorted with anxiety, his watchful eyes darted around the surroundings and rushed to the outskirts of the village. – What is this? he muttered. - What a day today!

Arlo was red as he was blushing while everyone else just awed at the look on his face. " Logan I wish you would stop doing that." Arlo whined as his brother shot him a look not to interrupt him. He zipped his mouth shut and continued watching as he wished he could dig a hole and bury himself in. His brothers looked exactly alike, with jet black hair and the same color eyes as Arlo. Standing at 6 something, they were all giants compared to Arlo who is only 5'5. His brother Erick chuckled next to him and Arlo shot him a look that had Erick rolling his eyes. Damon, Elijah and Christopher who goes by Chris all pretended like they could care less about what was going on when Arlo knew that deep d