Wanda Zatara Novels & Stories

Zuri turned her back on the howling, newly forged monster, walking slowly back down the aisle of terrified, cowering men. Her mind drifted back to the massive, scarred woman sleeping in her bed hundreds of feet above. Mwajuma. The Earth-Breaker. Zuri let out another quiet, mocking laugh. Mwajuma was the greatest gift the Door could have ever given the Matriarch. The Vanguard was skilled, yes, but their magic was genuine, uncorrupted, and therefore easily exhausted. Maintaining the illusion of the "Sacrifice of Purity" required careful management. But Mwajuma? She possessed the raw, endless power of a tectonic plate, and the emotional intelligence of a wounded dog.

She held herself tall and intimidating, although she kept her politeness around the royals’ presence, and the game began. “So, you’re the couple from the Blood Moon Pack that the royals mentioned helping you around your business in our territory.” A firm but careful voice from a lady vampire noble of the Ventura family, Sonia Ventura, spoke with authority and our target today. “Yes, we are. I’m the She-Alpha Hayden Salazar, and this is my vaewolf wife.” I respectfully bowed with my wife, and with a genuine smile, I stated my intention. “The royals found our idea interesting, and hopefully you would help us with it.”

I'm not confident because I know my abilities. It nodded. "Maybe, if Venna uses her power on you, you won't work with her since she's a weaver of one of the major Elements. She is a water user from the bloodline of Del Rochi... Her grandmother was an original member of the Royals Lady Violet Rain Del Rochi. Let's sit down first, I'll tell you the most famous story here in Pandora." He said and then we walked towards the sofa and sat down. I just stared at Gen because I didn't even know why I was interested in his story.

She seemed to be behaving oddly, and I only just realized. “What do you mean by that?” “Well, if you must know, I am Gina, the daughter of Alpha Zane Arnold and the destined mate of the Lycan Alpha.” “What on earth are you saying, Diane?” “Do you not understand it? I'm the Scarlet Witch fated to the Lycan, what more do you need to hear?!” Diane yelled at me, causing me to gasp in surprise. “You aren't the Scarlet Witch! What are you talking about?”

As she struggled to get out of their grips. "Who are you and what do you want? ” I barked. The girl seemed scared and helpless.” I’m Edriana Rose, witch of the sorceress’ circle, forced to become Rouge. ” she concluded. I looked at her, cuts and bruises were visible in her skin. She looked pale and starved. She must have been abused. "Penelope, get her treated and then bring her to me in my office,” I Said. She nodded and quickly took this Edriana wherever it was she was going.

I noticed her expression change to one of surprise but it disappeared almost immediately as she smiled and shook my hand, "it's nice to meet you, Anders. I am Zara Wright, a warrior and future alpha of the Black Arrow Pack." I intertwined my fingers with hers, "Warrior Zara Wright, I will like to get to know you better. Come with me, let's sit somewhere so you can tell me about yourself." She nodded and together we walked to the closest hill and sat by its foot. I let go of her hand and stared at her as she hugged her knees and began to speak, "there's not much to say about me. I've pretty much told you the basics.

"Ever since you banished him to the borderlands, these reports have been circulating! It has to be him. Who else has that specific brand of sadistic flair? Look at the humans! Those are werewolves marks! Bane sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "You do realize that to gain access to the human realm, you need all three keys. I have one hidden safe in my vault and the others are guarded among other creatures across the realms, there's no way Zephyr would be able to-" He stopped mid sentence then frowned. "Unless that sneaky little bastard found a way in."

No hesitation. She leads the way. Damian follows behind us. The witches waiting at Marcus’s property are older. Most of them. Some look like regular mothers. Others look like what people expect witches to look like. Long skirts. Heavy fabrics. Dark colors. One of them steps forward. She is dressed in deep burgundy velvet. Her smile is bright when she sees Zara. “You must be Zara Vance,” she says. “First female Alpha in years.” “That we know of,” another witch adds.

"You literally changed my entire life, you found me, you believed me when no one else did, you gave me a place in your home, you stood up for me, you made me realize that being wolfless didn't mean I was weak." His fingers tightened slightly around my waist. "And now look at you." He whispered softly. "Look at everything you've become, the woman everyone called weak now has powers most wolves could only dream of." My eyes burned with tears as he spoke. "You became the Luna of your pack, you found your father, and now you're preparing to inherit one of the greatest thrones in our world." His thumb brushed gently across my cheek. I couldn't help the wide smile that broke out on my face. "When

I didn’t know which of them was my real fated mate. Suddenly, the door slammed open. Cassandra stood there with two of her wolves behind her. Her eyes were full of hate. “I knew you were hiding a secret,” she snarled, hissing repeatedly. “You and your evil secrets.” Scarlett stepped in front of me, frowning at Cassandra. “Leave my daughter alone, you devilish woman!” Cassandra laughed and flew fast toward my mom, her claws hitting straight on my mother’s arm. “I want to make sure she dies. She is the devil here!”