Sonaze Comic Novels & Stories

Grandmother Haze placed a reassuring hand on his arm, her eyes sparkling with understanding. Finally, Collins Haze, a young man with an athletic build, chiseled features, and piercing icy blue eyes, joined them at the table. His sharp jawline and striking tattoo of a phoenix rising from the ashes on his left hand drew attention. He wore a tailored black suit, crisp white shirt, and silver tie shaped like a miniature phoenix, his style impeccable.

But before she could beg Zane to turn around, he growled irritably on the other line, "Shut the hell up! I'm busy right now! Leave me alone!" The call was cut off brusquely. Josie went still, the blood draining from her face. Naturally, she couldn't possibly know that Zane, already the son of the most prestigious family in Kingsgrove, was wearing a pink apron with cartoon cat motifs all over it. He was slicing onions with manic energy as he yelled tearfully into his phone, recording a voice note, "Take your bullshit elsewhere, Shaw! Tomorrow's Wednesday, which means it's my shift!

Nero, Arkyn, Osiris—they’re here, but they feel miles away. “Orion…” Nero’s voice breaks through, cautious and urgent. He’s staring at me, his eyes taking in the destruction, the blood. He’s searching my face, maybe for some shred of the person he remembers. But I can’t look at him. I can’t see him, or Arkyn, or Osiris—all I can see is Zane, his body limp in my arms, the mate bond severed like a knife to the heart. “Ri, you need to come back with us,” Osiris says, his voice calm but firm, like he’s trying to bring me back from the edge.

"Ex-mate." "Ex-mate?" The owner frowned. "Then why are you commissioning her portrait?" "Because she's dying," Soren's voice was flat. "Moon's Glow Fading." The owner's face changed. "That's a job for a pack shaman. Does she not have a pack?" He looked at me with disgust. "Sorry. We don't serve rogues." The air grew heavy. Soren's Alpha power exploded, shaking the entire shop. "How much?" He pulled out a black credit card. "I asked you, how much?"

"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.

they pointed at Uncle Zane. Uncle Zane’s way of giving the finger to their plans was to bite Dy’s cheek softly and giving it a sloppy lick, and then hiding behind his demon mate’s back. “Babe,” the demon gamma, Noah fondly said with a chuckle, apparently used to his mate’s antics as he watched his mate cling to his back and innocently murmur, “Save me, mate. They are trying to kill me.” If mom and dad had not tried to murder him before, then they surely tried now.

Zoe and Luka were shocked, they did not know all this. “Why are we only hearing about this now, why did you absorb the Blood Moon pack?” her heart was already beating fast worried about her family there and everyone she knows, Lizzy, alpha Zane. Everyone. Xavier sighed realizing his mistake. “Mom, am sorry but alpha Zane died a couple of weeks ago, Mason came back and challenged him for the alpha position. He had magic and alpha Zane was no match and he killed him.” Xavier explained.

The headless dragon fell to the ground with a loud thud displacing an huge amount of dust. Now it was Zeus, Spark, Amaka, John, Jenny, Kyle, Bella, Naomi, Amarachi, Seun, Greg, and Luke against Sorex. "You are outnumbered Hellboy" Seun said with an angry look. "Oh yeah, and yet I killed Four of you guys with ease" Sorex replied with a smile. "Haaa" Zeus shouted throwing his axe at Sorex. Lightning struck, and Zeus appeared right in front of Sorex, giving him a super punch to his face. He didn't stop there.

once showed me a picture that caused the masculinity of my eyes and sudden tremors. "Sandro! Damn!" Sage quickly turned away from the picture and held my hands to calm me down. It was Zeus' picture! He was pale, lifeless and it was like he suffered so much before he died! "You fucker! I told you, be sensitive!" Sage's voice boomed. "I apologize, Kaia. I thought it was okay," Sandro said calmly. I closed my eyes tightly and breathed. Sage caressed my hands gently. I tried to calm down. I need to get a hold of my sanity so I could get over this!

“I acted alone, Alpha. This war needs to stop no matter how you deny it. The condition isn’t difficult. They just want the old acre of land uncle gifted father.” Ziason reclines in the sofa and crosses his legs—his left leg over the right. “And you think—” He suddenly stops talking when a harsh unpleasant sound hits his nostrils. Scrunching his nose, he doesn’t need to search where the smell came from, as he could already see the perpetrator. Zechariah. The man quietly unwraps a bubble gum and tosses it into his mouth, looking up to find Ziason glaring at him. He enjoys the glare, and he smirks while chewing the gum, fully aware of what he’s doing.