Skye Zaizen Novels & Stories

They hinted of the time Helen and Damon had been spending together without fear. Luna stared at her reflection. Pale skin stretched over sharp cheekbones. Dark circles under lifeless eyes. Hair that had once shone like gold now dull and brittle. She looked like a ghost. "Honestly, I don't know why he keeps you around," Sophia stepped back. "You're useless as a mate. Useless as a Luna. Useless as a wolf." She paused. "What good are you?" "Maybe he's just waiting for her to die," Marissa offered. "Then he could mate properly. With someone like..."

“From today onwards, Kieran is the new Luna of our pack and you will all treat her with the respect she deserves” One by one, I watched their heads bow in reverence. It was supposed to feel nice but it didn't. I ignored the holes that Sabrina was burning into my head. If I thought this was somewhat over, then clearly I was just being delusional.

"Scars are not just a sign of a life well- lived, but one's scars show that this person is a survivor. That they are stronger than whatever life could throw at them. So don't you ever think that the scars you carry because of your past make you any less worthy, instead, they indicate that you should be celebrated even more! And as for your capabilities as Luna, I have seen firsthand that you are empathetic and emotional without being timid or self- indulgent. At the same time, you are resilient and strong without being cold and unfeeling. It is a delicate balance that you somehow maintain effortlessly, and I have experienced recently that you don't mind breaking the rules for the sake of som

I looked at my hands, which were sparking with silver electricity. "I told you," I said, my voice sounding like the cracking of a glacier. "I told you that you would all regret this." Zayn stood up slowly, his claws sliding out, but he didn't move toward me. He couldn't. The air around me was so cold it was liquid. "You think you can scare me off with a little snow?" He barked, "I am Zayn! The Prince of darkness, and you....you are nothing, it doesn't matter what kind of power you unlock, Ariana! you will always remain my whore!"

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

Madam Scarlett finally reached them, and Caitlyn felt soothed by the warm hug the woman gave her after the brief tight embrace with her son. She touched Caitlyn's hair. "You look so beautiful, dear. Radiating, I must confess." Caitlyn looked up at madam Scarlett with a smile that was filled with appreciation. The guests had all turned away their attention from them, and it brought comfort back to Caitlyn. "What skincare product do you use, my dear? " Mother?" Martin was shocked at her sudden question. Madam Scarlett eyed him. "I do not remember speaking to you, Martin." She turned her head back to Caitlyn. "Dear, as I was saying."

"Look at you, all eager to please. You didn't even offer anything in return. Why would she help you out?" He then handed me a card. "I'm Daniel Jenkins. Here's a little something for our first meeting. ZenWave's beauty clinics are all part of my family business. With this card, you can enjoy unlimited visits." ZenWave was a well-known, high-end beauty clinic chain. A single visit there could cost tens of thousands of dollars. This gift was too generous. I didn't take the card, but Leon snatched it from Daniel's hand and stuffed it into mine.

This is actually the Pantheon of the Gods. Izanami: (A 10 ft tall woman with shoulder length black hair, a very slim figure and Asian-looking face seems to stare aloofly at Syren. Then simply waving a hand at him, causing his body to begin to decay and wither away into dust.) "I have no more use of you pawn. Your life essence will be enough for me to return to this world. Thank you for your patronage." Dantzler: (Not skipping a beat, as he was already running up to her ready to fight. He dive rolls on the ground once and jumps straight up, attempting to uppercut her on the chin.) "Impact Rising!!!"

Zara watched his retreating figure, a cold glint of hatred flashing in her eyes as her fingers curled into a fist once again. "Miss Skye, allow me to arrange a ride for you." Edric glanced at her, his mind stirring with complicated emotions. She really looked so much like Senna—except for that tiny tear-shaped mole beneath her eye, she was practically identical. No wonder the young master lost his mind when he saw her. "Then I won’t be polite. Thank you." Zara smiled slightly. Edric seemed unable to meet her gaze directly and quickly lowered his eyes, instructing someone to prepare the car.

“Fucking Ardens.” “Aleric the Gherkin Dick, if we quote exactly,” Azura says, smirking as she ignores Alejandro. She walks over to me and plants her hands on her hips. “Look, I know it’s hard… but Skyla is a Lycan. She’s strong and determined and she loves you… She had a moment where it became too much, but she won’t leave you. I know my girl, it’s time you trust in her too.” I look away and nod, “But waiting with her in his hold-”