Z For Zachariah Novel Novels & Stories

Zara We arrived at the Duncan Pack, where a welcome ceremony was held for Alpha Caleb and his new Luna, Elisa, by their head omega, Madam Vicky, who was Alpha Caleb’s favorite in the pack. “Take her to the omega’s quarter,” Alpha Caleb told Madam Vicky, who turned to look at me. “What kind of work do you do the most?” Madam Vicky asked as we walked towards the quarter. I do all the work back home, but cooking is what I like most, I thought. I was lost in my thoughts, and she had to ask again.

Krystal smiled as she danced her fingers at Madison’s face showing her the giant pretty engagement ring around her finger. “Hmmm, like the sound of that.” Madison replied “YAY!!” “Girls night it is, we can’t let them know.” Krystal warned “Sure, count me in!” Few hours later, at Zach’s mansion. Zach stepped out his room dressed in a black suit pants and a black t-shirt, he had changed his hair color from a dark ink color to a blonde one. He majestically walked down the foyer to the living room just to watch some N*****x series.

He questioned coldly. I shook my head. “I won’t,” I promised. He finished his smoke, putting it out with his shoe again. “Good, because I swear if you do, I won’t show you any mercy,” he uttered and then with a gaze of suspicion, he asked, “so wolf-boy, what’s your name?” “Zach Harris,” I offered to him with a smile. Despite his cold personality, he was trying to show me some kind of humanity. “And you are?” I then asked in return, holding out my hand for him to shake if he wished.

I spat. "I’m not staying here. My problems aren’t yours!" Zach remained still, his hands at his sides. His face was unreadable, but his body was tense."Seraphina, sit down. Please." There was something in his tone that made my chest tighten. Not dominance. Not authority. Just… patience. But before I could respond, my gaze locked onto his eyes, and my breath hitched. His silver irises flickered—first to hazel, then to deep purple. I felt my stomach drop. Three shades. Damien had three shades of eyes too. No. No, no, no. My throat tightened as I backed away, my legs moving on instinct. "Wh-what are you?" I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. Zach’s jaw clenched as he shut his eyes brie

The journey ahead would be tre ocherous, requiring every ounce of my courage and resilience. I pondered the next steps as I made my way to the president's office. My heart still harboured doubts, but the evidence was compelling. I couldn't afford to ignore the possibility of Zea's involvement in a plot that threatened the very fabric of our nation. In the face of uncertainty, one thing remained clear—my commitment to seeking the truth and protecting the mission my parents had sacrificed their lives for. The storm of the past had shaped me, instilling in me a steadfast determination to unearth the shadows that threatened our cause.

Without instruction. Just nature, doing what nature does when the right conditions finally exist. ______________ I originally intended for Zara to be possessed by morrha but while I was working on the novel, I realised Mira was a better option someone unexpected. thanks for staying with me through to the end of arc one. arc 2 resumes tomorrow. I apologise for only uploading one chapter today ARC ONE ENDS

Diana's P.O.V. "Only one chapter is left. I will complete it by this week," Closing the book, I leaned my head back on the chair and closed my eyes to relax my mind. Initially, I thought to reveal the truth of this library to Zachary but later dropped the idea because he wouldn't let me enter here again. And I will be again chided for risking my safety. But the main reason behind this was Zachary's brooding nature. Nowadays he's too tense and gets angry at the smallest things. Though Zagan had lost all the previous wars with Zachary instead of surrendering, he would double down his efforts and come back with new strategies.

Hence, we need a guideline. "Don't give up easily, Zair. We don't know, maybe among these books, there will be a clue. The Celestial Dawn pack has been established thousands of years ago. Therefore, there must be similar cases." I patted his shoulder lightly. Even though I wanted to shout surrender. "Don't act so childish. Just read the books," sarcastically Zacharias who had read the most books. "What about you, Ms. Archer? Did you find anything?" I asked Isla who was immersed in a book. She had read the most books after Zacharias. She and her reading glasses seemed to be giving off sparkles at the moment.

Felix asked with surprised curiosity. “One spoke to me and then I empathically felt what the horde was feeling,” she said in a matter-of-fact tone that completely shocked Felix. “I don’t know if I can keep driving a blade in their heads when I know what I know. They need to be cured.” Olga shook her head. “The zombies need to be cured. Alice needs to be cured. And of course, Kendra needs to be cured. That’s a lot of curing for one scientist.”

I walk inside the cabin and quietly close the door behind me. I let my eyes adjust to the darkness and see that everything is in its place. This isn’t like last night when I was met with yelling and a bookend in the back of my head. I make my way to the living room and notice a body on the couch. As I get closer, I can tell that it’s Zahara. She’s sprawled out on the couch, sleeping deeply. She looks like a brown-skinned goddess. Her scent is soft and floral. Zahara has her plump lips open slightly and a hand on her chest. Her tank top has risen, exposing her firm stomach. Her shorts are short enough to expose her thick thighs. I can feel myself harden at the sight of Zahara sleeping. I take