Roronoa Zoro Novels & Stories

“I hope you haven’t been waiting long! I am Zara.” “Nice to meet you; I’m Rose, the Luna of the Black Moon pack.” I offered my hand out to Zara, and she shook it. “I’m Orion, Alpha of the Black Moon pack.” “Matt, Gamma of the Black Moon pack.” “My name is Pru; Matt is my mate.” “And I’m Iris.” “Great. Sorry, I was a little late,” Zara vocalized. “I had to drop my son off at my mother’s house.” “Oh, no problem, we weren’t waiting long.” Orion shook his head. The mention of Zara’s son probably softened up Orion. He always had a soft spot for kids.

Mingchan said enthusiastically and left together. While they were walking outside Zuno’s house, Mingchan asked Zuno a question without looking at Zuno’s face. “Is the training area far from here, Zuno?” Mingchan asked Zuno. Zuno then nodded while looking in straight path. “Yes, Mingchan. We will travel by the SOS sea using a boat. I have super powers as well, I control the water.” Zuno replied. Mingchan looked at him and was so amazed as his jaws literally dropped. “Oh, woah!” Mingchan gasped. Zuno giggled. “Amazing, Zuno! My super powers is fire and yours is water! This is so exciting!” Mingchan said. Zuno looked at Mingchan and laughed at him. “As if we are battling each other! Hahaha you

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

He growled and tossed, causing the flames at his finger tips to touch the bedroll and it lit up in response. I jumped to my feet and rushed to his side, and without a thought, I patted on the fire to douse it. It stung my palm but I ignored it. I didn't stop until it was out and I was staring at a huge hole with a ring of black around it and my red palm. My eyes lifted to Zephyros whose body was emitting so much heat that I felt a sweat break on my forehead. His previously peaceful face looked troubled now. He groaned and reached out as his fingertips lit up again. I gasped as I looked closely at what was supposed to be fingers. They held elongated claws instead and his palms were translucen

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

he taps out and she releases him. Seeing as she won, she stepped out of the ring and stands on the sidelines close by us “that was damn good skill young lady” my father approaches her “thank you sir” “which pack are you from dear?” “the Woods Pack sir” “ahh Alpha Teejan, okay and may I ask your name child” “it’s Roho sir, but most people call me Red or Roro” “hang on, how come he and Cory gets to call you Roro and I have to say your full name?” “have you no respect for your elders my King? How can you refer to him as simply he?”

She had to move with a special material that kept her heart stable, for she would also be a weak Omega if not for her wolf, Bambi the executioner. I stood my ground, staring at her hair as it fell right down. There was nothing I could do to stop her from denying such an incessant act of jealousy. I also felt that way whenever other ladies challenged me for him. “What’s happened here?” The ground shook. We exchanged glances, taking our eyes towards the sound of the grumbling noise. Ryu stood there, a roughed-up boar hanging around his neck. He wasn’t putting on clothes, and his broad chest caught my attention. He was dripping, his well-sculpted abs glistening with each movement he made under

Disintegrate. The warrior struggles up. Wounds closing where her light touched him. Skin knitting together. He rejoins the fight. She turns. Already moving to the next. A beacon of silver fire cutting through corruption. Unstoppable. Deadly. On our left flank—Zora. Her jaws ripping. Claws tearing. A blur of violence. Three kills in seconds. Throat. Spine. Skull. Her rogues following. Coordinated. Experienced. One of my warriors goes down. Overwhelmed. Four rogues on him.

I try to breathe in shallow breaths through my mouth but it only helps a little. New Moon doesn’t have a problem with rogues, although sometimes one of the neighbouring packs will ask grandpa for assistance and he will send four or five warriors to help defend their borders. He never sent me, always saying that I have better things to focus on. I know he was only trying to protect me, but now... I guess he has decided I’m ready to face the reality of the darkest side of our people.

I ordered the warriors to take care of the body of the rogue before I gave the pack the all clear to go about business like normal. Zorro was in awe of his mate. He had only seen her from far away and was enjoying being this close to her. Even if she did have blood all over her jaw. He rubbed himself against her side. she let out a sound like a purr and swatted at his head gently. He nipped at her tail and was about to take off running when I stopped him.