Sylus X Zayne Novels & Stories

Zain gently withdrew his hand, offering a reassuring smile to the newcomer. "Hazel, meet Sybil. She's here to assist us," he introduced, glancing reassuringly at Hazel, who was still grappling with the sudden turn of events. "Hello, Hazel. I'm Sybil, a...witch," she said with a chuckle as if amused by her own designation. Chewing gum casually, she examined her impeccably manicured nails. "Zain..." Hazel stammered, uncertain whether this unconventional girl would grasp the gravity of her situation. Caught in a precarious struggle between life and death, she wasn't in the mood for games—not when everything hung in the balance.

Zane, Nyxen and Xyrelle froze. Zane glanced back at the girl and boy, before he shrugged. “Sylvaris has been long buried like a dog that he is. This thing's just messing with us.” Xyrelle tossed her hair. “Please kill it, Zane. It’s not going to tell us anything substantial and I’m so bloody tired.”

“Thank the Goddess for small mercies. I only have to endure you in brief moments. If I had to work with you, I would probably jump out a window.” “Better, so you can break these long legs of yours,” I kicked him under the table again. Laughter bubbled up in my throat and I saw him straining to contain his laughter again. Our shoulders simultaneously shook as we finished our work. Then I remembered something, “So, how is Zayn?” SIlas’s face flushed slightly, but he still raised a brow. “He’s alright. I came down with the flu a week ago. Thank the Goddess or he would have caught that nasty poison.,” he replied with..

Kieran snarled, trying to hold his wrist to halt the unnecessary murders. “My pride had been scarred too much to think of the consequences, Kieran,” Zayne growled, pushing him away, “They had gone too far. I’ve had enough of silence, I am no longer paying a house or husband.” “Join me if you want, if you want to be a fucking coward. Get lost.” Zayne spat. Turning to leave for another base to do the same with it as well. Kieran and Xavier exchanged a worried glance, unsure how to handle this situation because Zayne had certainly sworn to not settle down.

Forest. Kaelen. His claws are ripping through someone’s chest. His eyes completely black. And his voice.. “Sylavra!”

Charles was still stubbornly trapped in his delusions, and he screamed, "Just wait a little more! I have to be right, my superpower lets me see the future!" Having lost her trust in him, Iris shook her hand out of his grip and ran straight out the door. However, the weather outside had already become -94°F, and there was no more electricity and water, much less any transportation, so she had no choice but to return to the Dennings. Sipping another warm cup of milk tea, I activated my generator. Because of the weather, the surveillance footage was cut out more often than not, but I could tell what was going on at their place through the comments in real time.

I knew that it was going to be a lot more dangerous than we would want to deal with. “We're going to need to keep fighting. Neither one of you is going to stop.” I heard Delilah called from a distance as she spoke to the younger girls, the girls that she had been training. Lysandra is fighting alongside Carter. And Ethan had his hand wrapped around a man’s neck before he snapped it, making man fall dead. I tightened my arm around Sienna as I dragged her back through the fog. Her claws flexed at her sides, her breathing uneven, but she didn’t stumble. She was more than just ready for this. She was angry. Hell, she was furious. I saw it in her eyes.

his voice is strained as he thrusts a few times, hitting the place that makes me forget how to string words together. “Y.. yes.” My fingers dig into the mattress in a desperate attempt to dissipate the energy building at my core. I try to remember to take long, slow breaths, but every time he hits that spot I forget my own name. Suddenly I’m empty and flipped onto my back. Zaine’s bright blue eyes find mine, and our noses touch as he leans over me, his huge body dwarfs my mine. His arms twinkle with beads of sweat, the warm orange sunglow from the window highlights the hills and valleys of his muscles and the intricate details of my mark on his skin.

Nef and Ron were already on the way towards their table. Zion rubbed his brows as he felt a sudden pain but there was no choice to follow the hungry friends. With their tummies, their eyes were also hungry and thirsty and that thirst can only be quenched by looking at the hot girls. When the girls saw them, they were over the cloud nine. Zion is no less than Roman or Greek God. Slightly tanned skin, dark eyes, dark hair, tall height, perfectly balanced and muscled body, high IQ, a heir of the top IT company of the country, in short he is perfect in every way and a dream guy of every girl.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?