Yuri Zahard Novels & Stories

***** Xandros, I gently called out to my sister, "Zyla, please have something to eat." She only glanced at the food I was having. Zyla is my younger sister and the legal wife of Zandro, the son of Skull, the esteemed first elder of the ZORNZON clan. She's been hiding from them because she can no longer bear the pain in her heart. I can't blame her, considering her unique power over memories and sadness. The intensity of her pain is far greater than what an ordinary person would experience.

Even in the dark, Yuri’s sharp eyes could catch the black butterfly tattoo on the side of his neck as well as the silver hoop-like earring that he wore in his left ear, along with the bracelet with the Roman numeral for five engraved on it around his left wrist. “Eh?” Ren blinked as he recognised the spinning dagger that had just saved both their lives. “That is…Zeus?” He then looked up into the air and spotted the newcomer, and recognised him immediately. “Tohya?” Tohya Tanigawa, Phantom V of the Hati’s elites, as well as the assigned partner of both Ren and Yuri grinned at them as he landed onto the ground safely, releasing the clasps which attached the parachute to his body, and tossed it

Youri’s face darkened as he said, “Summon her.” At that moment, the door opened, and a woman wearing a white dress walked in. As her face was covered by a veil, her appearance could not be discerned. She was Lada Yocheved, a lady servant of Hirah Dalibor the Grand Patriarch. She was a spy implanted by Youri among Hirah’s ranks. “Greetings, Great Elder.” Lada walked in and greeted him respectfully. Youri asked, “Is the Grand Patriarch really nearing his end?”

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

said Zara, angrily. “Mum, I am already grounded for three days,” she said sadly. “I don’t anything, I am still angry Hania, you could have injured yourself while driving yourself or worst, dancing with those senior boys, you could have been harassed or raped,” Zara was angry. Her father, Adam Ibrahim Kardaar was reading a book relating to species of animals, he is a Herpetologist, something she got from him in her genes. He works in the army in the position of top researcher at the Pakistan Army Medical Research Institute for infectious diseases. Her mother, Zara Adam Kardaar (nee Khan) is an epidemiologist at the Centre for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC).

“My mate, Valerie Morozov.” “I can see the hunter’s badge around her neck, but I have to admit, after she tried to kill you, I am surprised that you would be willing to stand in front of her.” She said, and I frowned in confusion. Alessandro kept his eyes on the woman, his frown voicing out more than his words ever will, and taking in my confused gaze, the woman raised an amused eyebrow at me. “Do not tell me that you did recognize him, huntress?”