Novel & Cerita Who Is Zalama

Thick and jet-black, it was tied in a ponytail. Seeing that Felix continued sipping his tea and ignored them entirely, Liam became angry and was about to speak when the woman interrupted. "My name is Zara Morgan. I've already defeated the others who were selected to come here. They all admitted that their medical skills couldn't compare to mine. Now, you're the only one left. I don't want to waste time, so let's have a match. "If you beat me, the right to compete against the modern medicine practitioners from Guneria tomorrow will be yours."

He was sitting on the stage of the hall, on his respective throne. The ceiling of the hall was engraved in gold. The pillars were tall and had dragons made out of stones rolling around the pillars. His eyes widened and he stood up from his throne once he saw Megara walking towards him. "Blossom." He said, his pupils dilating and a wide smile spreading on his lips. "Uncle Zale," Megara said and stopped in front of the stairs. Zale is her deceased mother's brother. He is her respective uncle and had done so much for her. Even when she was being forced to go to the Linya Clan, Zale put up a lot of effort to somehow stop her from going but the rules were applied to everyone. Even though others

Zalu says, and my brain runs through the different aliens. "The dome people. They have the harshest world," I say out loud, and Zalu nods. "While their planet is harsh, their controlled environments are very desirable. Maybe people from different worlds vacation there. She is the symbol of beauty on their planet. Her skin is a rich burgundy color, and her hair is a deep black. Her eyes are a blend of purples, and her figure is to die for. I expect her to be chosen first. Avoid her...she is known to be cruel for no reason. The females who have been sent with her are being treated like servants. She deems herself to be perfect. She is from a very important family and can have anything by simpl

Zaha said solemnly. Ezekiel raised an eyebrow, slowly understanding what was going on. Heinrich was an Archmage, and Zaha was the best healer he had ever met—perhaps the best in the world. While Ezra was a Saintess… who had earned the complete trust of his father, the genius Axias Euclase. “But why only you? There's me… and so many other people who can help her,” Ezekiel said quietly. "You're right," said Zaha. "That's why I tried to heal Duke Almandine so he could help someday."

Drop a comment, or else I’ll let Maljore be the first to find out Luneth’s secret… – Zera

“Melissa… she should not be alive. But she is standing right in front of me.” My chest tightened painfully. “Who is it?” Before Jamal could answer, a faint female voice echoed through the link with a quiet laugh. Soft. Familiar. Wrong. “Do you miss me, Jamal?” The chamber went still. Zara whispered, “That is not human.” Kael clenched his jaw. “That is a soul mimic. A form built from memory. It is trying to unsettle him. Do not engage it.” But Jamal spoke again, ignoring the warning. “Melissa, do not listen to anything she says. Do not trust anything you hear. Her face is—”

" You already take on too much. You pay for Mom's treatment. You help Jamal with school. You give MJ money for—" "You're my family. That's what family does." Zara squeezed her sister's hand. "I got a new job today. Good pay. Benefits. I'll figure this out." "What kind of job?" "Executive secretary at Chen-Hale Industries." Kenya's eyes went wide. "The Chen-Hale? Like, the billionaire Mercer family?" "That's the one." "Z, that's amazing! Maybe they give bonuses or—"

“He wouldn’t send someone else to do what he believes only he can finish. He knows what he wants to deal with and he's not going to stop until he dies. Because I know him, even if he wins, he's going to keep digging up until he hits his grave.” Kai nodded grimly. “We’re ready for your command.” I looked down at the camp below, my soldiers, my people, wolves who had sworn their lives to protect this land, this family. Every one of them had something to lose. And for the first time in a long while, so did I. A soft voice cut through the wind. “He’s coming for me. I know that he is, Liam.” I turned. Alaria stood a few paces behind me, the wind whipping strands of her hair across her face. She s

“Come on, let’s get you introduced to some friendly faces. You look like you could use a decent meal and a better crowd.” As we walked, Zara pointed out various pack members, whispering quick explanations about their roles and personalities. “That’s Gramma Liam. He’s Alpha Mondrian’s third in command—super loyal, his powers are deeply rooted in the earth, so he is in charge of protecting our walls. And over there is Delta Isaih. Despite his harsh look, he’s a sweetheart, but don’t let that fool you; he’ll take you down in any match faster than you can breathe. His powers stem from air”

Did she said, Kaizer ? No! That's not kaizer. I guess it's not kaizer. Oh damn, Zachariah! It's not kaizer okay !? It's not kaizer. She didn't said Kaizer! I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before turning my attention back to Kimora. She's pretty. Her eyelashes, her eyebrows, her nose. I really like her face. Every angle of her pretty face. I can’t afford to suffer someone like her at the hands of Gangsters and Mafia. I promise that I will save you from everything when you can't fight back. I will protect you when something bad happens. I will be your knight in shining armor. I will be your bulletproof. I will be your Superman. Your Savior and lastly, your husband. I will promise to my