Skyrim Zephyr Novels & Stories

I frowned back at him. “It’s nothing. Just some minor things after the alliance with the Gray Mist Pack.” Only then did he relax, sitting on the sofa and pushing the box toward me. “Here. This is for you.” I opened it. Inside were several rare herbs. Moonlight Orchid, Silverleaf, and the extremely rare Nightingale Bloom. In the past, whenever Zephyr made me angry, he would personally go into the deep mountains to pick these herbs to soothe me. They grew on treacherous cliffs and were incredibly dangerous to harvest.

He laughed mockingly but stopped immediately when he saw Zephyr's dark face. "She's not just an average woman" Zephyr paused and swallowed before he said, "she's my mate." The word felt good on his lips. He loved it. Fenir also did because he wiggled his tail happily at Zephyr's acceptance. "So? You don't look happy." Gwydion commented. "Because I'm not." "Why? What's there to be sad about?" Gwydion asked confused. "She was right under my nose but I didn't know" Zephyr said, only further adding to Gwydion's confusion

He had barely turned to leave with Fiora when the ground beneath their feet suddenly trembled. At once, the wind shifted direction with startling force. Even Vael came to an abrupt stop, leaving Fiora even more bewildered. Then her light brown eyes caught sight of someone standing quietly at the edge of the courtyard. Zephyr. She hadn't even noticed when he had arrived. His expression was cold, and both of his arms were raised straight toward the sky. Then, in an instant, the earth itself rose. Massive chunks of compact soil, stones, and clouds of dust lifted into the air, swirling violently within the currents Zephyr commanded.

- Why? - Yes, I just don’t know what it is and ... - Oh, come on, she's good, - noticing how I raised a skeptical eyebrow, she explained: - it was very easy for me to communicate with her and her soul is bright. "How bright?" I asked with a smile. - Don't laugh okay? - I shook my head negatively, - it is yellowish and silvery rays, and when it frowns or thinks, it darkens to slightly orange with silver.

Lucas crouched down onto his haunches, gloved finger tracing around the frozen smear as hazel eyes focused on the sight. It was then that the familiar scent hit Lucas and his nostrils flared as his animal side stirred, drinking in the delicious harmony of lavender, jasmine and vanilla. It was faint but unmistakable and Lucas's eyes glowed amber as he consumed the essence of his mate as if he was a starved man and she was a ripe peach. Her unique scent suited her perfectly, soft and soothing. He could almost imagine her there with him with her white curls cascading around her beautiful face while her soft petal-like lips were painted in a smile. She was curiously unique with her Mediterranea

Zephyr usually runs away when he is jealous and I have never seen his eye color change or his eyes glow, which mostly happens in werewolves when their wolf takes over them. ‘Wonder what his wolf’s eye color would be?’ Kiera spoke. ‘We wolf spirits can communicate with one another even without you guys noticing or being conscious about it, but his wolf has not once spoken to me. I bet his wolf is a complete introvert, quite the opposite of our sunshine extrovert, Zeph.’ ‘Got my first mission. I need to find a way to bring out Zephyr’s wolf.’ I got up. “Miya, rest here. I will return shortly,” I said, handing Carol to Miya.

The ride was quiet, but the tension began to ease as the familiar scenery of Crestwood passed by. After a short drive, they reached a dense forest. Damon parked the truck and led Aqua along a narrow, winding path. The trees grew thicker, the air cooler, and the sounds of the town faded away. Finally, they emerged into a clearing that opened up to a breathtaking view. They stood on a high ridge, and below them lay the entire town of Crestwood, the rooftops and streets stretching out like a miniature model. "Welcome to my special spot," Damon said, a hint of pride in his voice. "I've been coming here since I was a kid. It's a great place to think and just... be."

Aurelia has been Zephyron's best friend since they got admitted into Blackridge Academy; she has feelings for him, but he only sees her as his best friend. Aurelia watched as Zephyron's girlfriend constantly broke up with him countless times. It hurt her every time because she was always there to comfort him. His tears broke her, and each time she hoped he would see her love for him, but Zeph never did. To him, she remained a shoulder to cry on. Then one day, Zeph and Lyra broke up for real. Lyra transferred schools because of him. Aurelia played her role well this time and eventually, he saw that she loved him. He agreed to court her, but to him she was a distraction from his ex. A

I pressed myself against the wall as a shadow fell across the entrance and someone was looking in. Then a roar echoed across the mountain and it was so loud it shook the rocks around us. "The dragon is attacking!" someone screamed. "Fall back! Fall back!" The footsteps retreated quickly as the guards ran to help their companions fight Zephyra. "That bought us some time," Zyros said. "But not much. We need to move now while they are distracted." We crawled out of the cave and carefully made our way back up the mountain toward where we had left the witches. When we finally reached the clearing again we found the three witches waiting for us. Zephyra was there too in human form with burns cover