Pza Stories Novels & Stories

Zara Pearson was very beautiful, and her beautiful eyes held a captivating shade of violet, making her look ethereal and enchanting. She was born into a wealthy family and had a privileged upbringing. Her family was the fourth-wealthiest in the country. One day, Zara’s friends did a 90-day challenge. They placed a bet that whoever won Payton’s heart would win two tickets to the most prestigious Cape Town International Jazz Festival. Zara had a crush on Payton's best friend, Maddox Carson. However, Maddox never even glanced at her. She had sent him several love letters, but he never responded.

Suit pouted childishly at Anderson, and continued, “Do we have a deal, Mr. Anderson?” Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive ten stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation.

My ride was already waiting outside. ***** Sitting in my room engrossed in the book I am reading. After the visit to Sarah's house, I got home and no one was home as usual. My parents are very busy people. My dad owned various oil companies in Different countries and of course had to travel from time to time. My mum is a businesswoman. She travelled a lot too. Hopefully, she'd be around tomorrow. Deciding that the book was starting to bore me. I opened the I*******m app and started scrolling through the posts.

said Ezra proudly. Heinrich chuckled at Ezra's strange point of view. Then, Ezra turned to Zaha who was silent while sipping his water. “And you, Your Highness, you secretly love Dame Arai Padparadscha!” “Cough!” Zaha almost choked. The man narrowed his eyes. "How much do you actually know about us?" "I know everything. But I can't predict the future. That's your job. I'm just gathering information about what might happen in the present," said Ezra. "And you didn't give up on your love story."

defending author, Zera

to accept to open up to her this quickly. Unknown pov Zavier tells Zarie to sit in between his legs before he starts to tell the story about his past. 'Zar, I will tell you everything but I want you to stay quite and listen till the end before you make a comment okay?’ Zavier tells her and she in turn also nods as she gets comfortable in between his legs. Zavier clears his throat as he starts to tell his story. 'zar, I may seem normal and carefree to you but I am not.

The Public Humiliation Zara walked onto the stage, her legs feeling like lead. She felt the weight of five hundred pairs of judgmental eyes. She looked at the crowd, her dignity hanging by a thread. "I am here to say," she began, her voice trembling but clear, "that the stories are just scandals. There is nothing between Mr. Aryan Knight and me. I am a worker for the family, and the Knights were simply... being charitable."

The two were from the noble families of the kingdom of Borney, therefore in contention to mate the princess. Their families led the search for the missing princess. They instigated the love wars of the islands, and with suspicion they watched their backs to see who could betray the other between themselves. The other nobles had given up on her. Apparently, they accused her of letting down the traditions of the land when she needed to uphold them. They felt insulted for falling for the mysterious stranger instead of them. Princess Zuba was now in the strong arms of a werewolf stranger. “Hold on; come here”, said Jason, holding her tight. He bit her side neck with his fangs and hugged her a co