Roronoa Zoro Fanfic Novels & Stories

When he pulled away, he turned to Zoe, drawing her into a kiss just as deep. Call us crazy, but Zoe and I were one. There was no jealousy between us—we felt what the other felt, shared everything. Rohan completed us. Zoe and I let our nymph charm slip free. Our features sharpened, becoming otherworldly—irresistibly enticing. Our hair flowed longer and silkier, and a soft. Our breasts grew bigger and a radiant glow seemed to cling to our skin. Rohan’s eyes darkened, his control visibly slipping. We guided him back onto the pillows scattered across the floor, laughter and something deeper lingering between us. I straddle him. His hard cock pressed against my heat making me moan.

Ronan took one look at me and froze. My breath caught as the bond flared. My wolf recoiled and surged at the same time, confused and furious. I swallowed hard, thighs pressing together on instinct. He snapped out of it quickly, pretending there wasn't something pulling us together. “Well,” he said slowly, eyes locked on mine. “Who’s this?” Zandro didn’t look away from me. “A problem.” Ronan’s mouth tilted into a grin. “She doesn’t look like much.” “She has a mouth,” Zandro replied with a smirk. “And no survival instinct.”

***** 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.

Zoraya The palace was quiet tonight. I curled up on the plush rug beside my bed, knees drawn to my chest, arms wrapped tightly around myself. Ronnie was nestled against my side, his small body warm and comforting. His breathing was steady, rhythmic, and for a moment, I focused on it, matching my own breaths to his. But no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t shake off the weight pressing down on my chest. The memories clawed at the edges of my mind, restless, demanding to be acknowledged.

For the first time in years, he felt calm and hopeful. Naelis was asleep beside him, her face relaxed, her breathing slow and steady. He turned his head and studied her quietly. A future where he could be with her, claim her and accept Rowan’s offer to be his Beta, crossed Zoran’s mind. His hand lifted without thought, his thumb brushing softly against her cheek. Then all of a sudden, his vision flashed red. Pain slammed into him so suddenly that he gasped for air. His claws elongated instantly, tearing through the sheets as they shot out and they hovered dangerously close to Naelis’s face.

Kitra flushes and bites her underlip, seeming to have been dealt a final blow as she twirls and runs down the other way. “That stupid brat, tch. What does she think she is simply because I let her get away with whatever she wants?” Zorien mutters to himself, the chilly wind was gone and now just his irritation is left as he brings me into a bedroom that has myself, Runa, and Oriel’s jaws dropping to the floor with a heavy thud.