Shf Zoro Novels & Stories

Everything happened so quickly. The whispers that Henry Zyte, the only child and son to carry the Zyte name, had fallen ill, took over The Grove. Everyone was speaking on it. At first we offered our condolences to Father and Mother Zyte, offered services for upkeep of their home, and personal care for Henry and his mother. Even offered our men to search for an Inini Man, as he was more likely to find a natural cure.

My father is immediately on the defensive. “That’s not exactly it.” A pause. “Well, it might be it. Zarah is the only healer out there with a high speed healing ability. Her skills in combat are also on par with those of regular frontline hunters. There’s really no reason for her to be in school when she is also more knowledgeable about demons and their types. Your daughter is a genius. It’s like she is born to be a hunter.”

as she got into the car. “Sweet friends, you’ve got.” “Who the hell are you? How do you know me?” “As you read in my card, I’m Dr. Zaffran. Half Canadian, Half Irani. I’m a research scholar at the SRO.” “What’s the SRO?” "An organisation," "Of what?" “You will come to know in due time, when and if we are convinced that you can be trusted.” Zehra raised an eyebrow. “I see.” “Ms. Mahmood–”

Mr Albert Dickson and Zhang Wei were walking on the street, looking for what to eat everywhere was silent, so many trash on the floor like; Human flesh, blood, bloody clothes, and water bottles. Zhang Wei look so tired, his cloth was extremely dirty, rough hair, he barely walk faster.