Synyster Gates Zacky Vengeance Novels & Stories

Drake laughed, and then whispered into Zac's ear, "Does your body feel the urge to explode?" Zac turned to face him and looked him square in the eye. "The only urge I feel is to kill you." And with that, Zac thrust his hand into Drake's chest, but before he could rip out his heart, the brunette vamp pulled Zac off and threw him across the room, as I stepped between them. In the flutter of a butterfly's wing, the brunette vamp aimed his Uzi at my chest, as Drake pulled himself from the ground, recovering. In a flash, Zac was on his feet. His eyes hard as steel, he stepped purposefully toward Drake when the brunette vamp pulled the trigger on the Uzi, and it was pointed at Zac.

His knuckles were raw, bleeding onto the ancient, haptic controls. "I’m working on it, Vic! Jesus! This thing hasn't been powered up since the High Humans went into the dirt. Give me a goddamn second!" Zack’s fingers were a blur across a holographic display that kept flickering out, casting a sickly blue light over his sweat-streaked face. "The fuel cells are ancient. I have to manually bypass the ignition sequence. Just... hold your fucking breath."

She'd learned the layout of the main floor, identified security patterns, begun to understand the household dynamics. And she'd seen him. Alpha Kael Stormridge, in the flesh. Marcus's killer. Sera pulled out her phone and scrolled to the photos she'd saved-pictures of Marcus, smiling and alive. The evidence of his murder. The anonymous note that had started everything. She needed to remember. Needed to keep the hatred sharp and clear. But when she tried to summon rage, tried to feel that burning need for vengeance... Nothing. Just exhaustion and emptiness. Her wolf was silent. Her heart was numb. She was a weapon, yes, but weapons didn't feel. They just cut.

Luca said while standing up and pulling me close to his side and I tried desperately hard not to shrug his filthy arm off from me. "Say hi to Satan for me would ya?" Shane says while drinking from his glass and I slightly frown when I caught up with his words. Damn, this guy sure knows how to warn people about death without giving much away. "I like your attempt to humor me Ryder, but no offense, it sucks." Luca blew a few kisses to the rest of his strippers that were glaring at me and he leads me to one of the private VIP rooms upstairs, hoping to get laid with me.

My walls were shattered, and my vulnerability shone through, not minding the place I held both in the SilverFang and even in the camp. I stormed the Vampire Territory with my men and those of the Lycan clan, leaning closely towards Sera's past but persistent idea—invasion and brute recovery of the artifact. Only this time, the artifact was the least thing I had in mind to recover. I needed to retrieve Frost for myself. I needed to feel alive again... purposeful, and back to my sane thoughts. I pushed through the men that guarded the Vampire territory. They were feeble, and in little number. I begun screaming his name from the very first door, using my slightly retentive memory to find my way

Uncle is looking at him with huge eyes, fear controlling his face. With one swipe of his finger, the bullets attack him. I shriek, jumping on my feet. All the bullets hit him in his head, chest. The blood sputters around. My wide gaze rests on him. Louis smirks looking down at his work, "Vengeance is completed." His voice is a soft whisper in the war. "H... he s a ghost. Don't har... m us." My father's shaking arms curl around me. My knees hit the ground as my own body feels heavier. I can't stand on my feet. I try to focus on him.

“You don’t care about your wife or daughter. But to think you would sell your wife and abuse your daughter… You’re a f*cking animal. “The money in this card is the pension for a hero of Six Doors. You have actually dared to take it for yourself to gamble. You really are heartless.” “The three million is yours. I’ll buy your life!” With that, Tyr started kicking Zacky again. Zacky was like a soccer ball, sent rolling ten meters away and finally landing in the roiling Pine River. Zacky’s hands and feet were still shackled. He was sure to drown alive in this state. “Gate Master.”

“Oh! He did not tell you? Wonder boy here has been planning a secret revenge mission as an illegitimate son.” Alex laughed. “We will talk about this later.” Damon looked at me and turned to Alex. “But for now, less talk, more action.” He announced. “Bring it on!” Alex grinned. I roared and we both transformed, ran towards each other and clashed. I was more focused on getting through to Alex and I swung at any wolf that tried to protect Alex in any way at all. Damon was more focused on getting through to the other door that led to where Alpha King Zemo was staying. This meant that they were a lot of wolves that was on Damon.

Tears started streaming down her eyes feeling her core burning up because of his continuous finger thrusting. He wasn't stopping and he knew very well what he was doing. His lips went to her collarbone taking her bone between his teeth and squeezing it hard. Her body jolted up feeling current passing through it when he increased his bite pressure on her flesh. "Today I am going to leave so many marks on you. Now everyone will know who you belong to. And who has a right to mark you!" He said huskily before kissing her throat. Her throat made a sound of a whimper when he pressed his lips against her throat bone hardly making her gulp down.

My eyes widened, "I'm the CEO of Phoenix inc. I'm supposed to be meeting with Mr. Winehall." His jaw clenched, "You are looking at him. I'm Zane Winehall and I'll be representing my father," he held out his hand. I couldn't breathe. How was this Adonis related to that slimy bastard? "Aya Jacobs," I placed my smaller hand in his. The spark of electricity that shot up my hand at that brief contact had me tearing my hand away, heart pounding. He looked as shell shocked as I was and I reminded myself that he was as much the enemy as his father was.