S Craig Zahler Novels Novels & Stories

"Hopefully, he will explain what is going on when he comes back. Whatever frustration he has, he'll have worked out against Mercer." A hearty laugh came from the stairs and in walked Ezra and Calliope. Ezra was 6'4, muscular, with black hair, and green eyes. He had tattoos down both arms and a scar over his left eye. His other form was one that I was the most excited about seeing, since Rainn said he was a dragon shifter. His arm was wrapped around Caliope's waist, pulling her into the room. Calliope reminded me a little of Tabby in looks, but Calliope was only 5'5, a slim build, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was very shy but was slowing starting to warm up. Rainn acknowledged them and

In some cases, she just scanned the spines, when visible. After another hour or so, Caitlin, her back killing her, on her hands and knees, reached the far wall. At the very bottom of one of the tallest stacks, she yanked out one particularly large and heavy book—and as she did, the entire stack came crashing down around her; she quickly covered her head as the mountain collapsed, and got out of the way just before being completely crushed. The books finally settled in a huge cloud of dust, and she looked up, dazed and confused. She felt like she wanted to cry.

“And I'm glad that I'm here. Here to fulfill your needs. I'm glad that I have the power to do it.” I am already in one of those few moments where I am more than emotional, and I am grateful for the things that are happening in the past few days. “Do you want your privacy then?” Cassian asks, tipping my chin and making me look at him. I give him a small nod. Fuck, I want to run my hands through the pages. The books are arranged according to the series, and in order of color. If that is not the most aesthetic thing ever, I do not know what else is going to take over.

It took Caitlin three hours to find her and to get me all of the details I needed on her, her full name Is Zariah, she's a lawyer, and she graduated from a high-end university with a perfect score, she's originally from Scotland, but moved into the US a while ago right after graduation and started to work for Thalia, my Thalia, that bitch, and she's hiding her from me! Thalia is my lawyer, we both grew up in the same neighbourhood, and both of our parents were immigrants to the US, Thalia is Indian, and I'm originally Italian. I helped her go through college when she needed a house to run to, and a guide on what drinks she should have first, I was the one she smoked her first cigarette with,

CHAPTER 15: MALEK'S DEATH DASHIELL BLACKWOOD'S POV The smell of fresh cigarettes filled my nose once again as I tossed the phone to the nearby leather couch after getting off the call with Zahra. That insolent little bitch, Zahra Eres. How could she break off a plan that we shared a mutual understanding over a trivial matter? How could she be so immature? I got up and paced around my dimly lit study, which was draped with thick brown curtains, and designed with posh, black-leathered chairs.

HAVE you ever felt that you might be different? That, in this world, is not how the way you thought about it. But what if behind this beautiful world that you thought it was, lies the secret that would change your life? I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought.

Dear Diary, It's been a few days since I last wrote to you. Nothing special happens on my day so I can't tell you anything. Only now can I write to you again because what happened to me last night was so good and satisfying. I killed Rhiza even though she did not do anything bad to me. Maybe I was angry with her for what her girlfriend Clarisse did to me. I promised myself that Clarisse will be the one I will kill next so that they will be together in hell after all, that's where they belong. We will also meet there but it will be a long time before I die. I will just kill my classmates first because they deserve it.

Drake laughed, and then whispered into Zac's ear, "Does your body feel the urge to explode?" Zac turned to face him and looked him square in the eye. "The only urge I feel is to kill you." And with that, Zac thrust his hand into Drake's chest, but before he could rip out his heart, the brunette vamp pulled Zac off and threw him across the room, as I stepped between them. In the flutter of a butterfly's wing, the brunette vamp aimed his Uzi at my chest, as Drake pulled himself from the ground, recovering. In a flash, Zac was on his feet. His eyes hard as steel, he stepped purposefully toward Drake when the brunette vamp pulled the trigger on the Uzi, and it was pointed at Zac.

~Cory~ I was ecstatic when Zahara walked into the dining room for breakfast. I wasn’t sure I would see her this morning. I had to remember that I was talking to her mother when she walked in. She is stunning and she had me questioning my existence. Zahara walks in with her braids in a low bun, tight blue jeans, a red halter top, red converse. The jeans cup her ass perfectly and her top hugs her chest. I can feel myself getting hard and I didn’t want to be found out.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me….” “Fine. If you’d rather read that book than talk to me….” He put the book down. “What would you like to talk about?” Cassidy shrugged. “I don’t know. What’s life like in Pryor, Oklahoma?” “Boring as hell,” he admitted. “How about Shenandoah, Iowa?” She considered the question. “Well, it was pretty boring. Until last year when everything started to get so weird.” “Yeah, I guess so.”