The Zebra Novels & Stories

Very hot. When he let me go for some reason there was only one thing on the tip of my tongue. “Can I see your zebra at some point,” I asked, as we started walking again. He laughed and corrected how I pronounced his other half. “Zander would love that though. He loves running on the beach,” he said, as we were finally waist deep in water. I hopped onto the board, though not very gracefully. “Wait though … I think I remember from school that zebras are mean,” I asked, turning my head to look at him. He laughed, and damn he had a really nice laugh.

They never fought for anything, but to defend their love and way of life. Zuba was a princess there. Like the rest, she was known for calmness and beauty. The two ancient seas ably described her. She was beautiful. Her shining eyes were as calm as the morning waters, though at times her behaviour was as tempestuous as the surging waters of the night on the ancient seas. But the nobles of that medieval kingdom were greedy. Many of them exhibited some kind of behaviour quite different from the rest of the subjects. They fought and made sure that they got whatever they wanted at the expense of others.

We haven't had any more uncomfortable moments, and I have even made a couple of new friends. The male Kea lists the names and colors quickly as I look around the room with a easy-going grin, but when my eyes land on Zalu, my happy feeling dims a bit. She looks anxious as she stares at the announcer, and the realization hits me slowly as to why. The last group...the ones we haven't met yet. "Makskin, Earth, blue," he says, and a chill runs over my skin. The fact that Zalu is this worried about us talking with Zor is intimidating. It makes me feel as if Zor has some kind of hidden power that we should all be cautious about.

The man grinned. Isis snapped out of it as soon as the man's eyes broke from hers. "Thanks for the warning Julia," Isis nodded then she raised her hand and mumbled a chant. The dust clouds completely vanished and Julia gulped when she saw the creatures that stood before her. "As I suspected," Isis growled as her eyes feasted on the 50 beasts in front of her. "CENTAURS!" Zander was astonished. He'd learned about them in his studies as a boy, but he thought they were extinct.

Now it takes me a couple of seconds to shift and instead of pain all I feel is a burst of searing heat spread through my body and then it’s gone. Zara is a stunning wolf; I was in awe the first time I saw her form. She is black and white but in a unique way. She’s black on the top half of her coat going from the tip of her nose down to the tip of her tail and she’s white on the bottom half from the tip of her jaw again to the tip of her tail. She looks like she walked through white paint and ended up dip dyed. She’s also a good 6’5” tall, which is pretty normal for Alphas.

Only then could it be regarded as reasonable for Eliza to come forward and make a statement. Hamza patted Zeb and said with a smile, "Brother, I'll have to trouble you. Don't you like to play chess? I'll give you a chessboard later. It's made of torreya wood. I'm sure you'll like it!" Vincent also said, "I don't know if you like to drink. I have a few bottles of treasured liquor here. They're quite old. I'll give them to you as well." Zeb smiled and said, "Then I won't stand on ceremony."

It was a creature well suited for transport in the desert terrain. Sebastian stared at it in awe-inspiring. He took out his journal and flipped through the pages. "A Zeffard! Wow!" He jumped for joy, "Domino! Let's go have a closer look!" Domino neighed in disaccord. "Very well then", Sebastian's eyes were overflowing with delight as he took off. "I'll be back in a bit." There was no way Sebastian would miss seeing such a magnificent creature.

In any other circumstances, Abby would have found the game lodge beautiful; instead, the chilled air was infested with a greedy plague. A slight sound to the side of the dust path had her glancing to her left. A kudu bull sat quietly in the grass. Its twisted horns almost seemed to bow gracefully as the huge buck watched her walk by. Two zebras stood behind, their tails twitching in the dusky light.

"Admit it, zebra, you were no match for me. You were unbearably slow and you made the fighting really boring." "I was looking forward to a good fight seeing a female wolf but I was utterly disappointed. You're only alive by luck. You should thank the heavens for allowing you the chance to live," I clicked my tongue, playing with my nails. "You can fight?" The girls gasped, looking at me in surprise. "I never mentioned that to you guys?" I asked, stunned. "No, you did not!" They yelled, glaring at me. "My bad," I grinned, looking away. "Don't ever call me zebra," Zelda growled, her face turning red in fury.

"You snore like half the time, and are we still stuck on this whole cheese thing? Shit, I'd hate to see your expression once I tell you I used to be afraid of Giraffes." "WHAT?" I yelled. "They're God's most gentle creatures and one of the few animals that doesn't terrify me!" "Nothing should have a neck that long. Also, I don't buy this whole belief that they only eat plants." Zane shuddered. "Have you seen the size of their tongues?" "Hmm." "What?" He tugged me closer to him. "Nothing, you're just a lot weirder than I thought." "Says the girl who's afraid of antelope." His chuckle was warm against my neck, and then he sighed. "Tell me that despite all my weird quirks you'll still be waitin