Z For Zachariah Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Small rocks rained down on us and I held her tighter in my arms so they just bounced off my back, not touching her. Zirah coughed to expel the dust from her lungs as the shaking and the dust and smoke from the bomb were starting to clear up. I moved away from Zirah, my entire body screaming in protest as pain from my rapid movement flared to life but I shoved it deep down. I stood up and helped Zirah up to her feet while we waited until the whole fog of dirt cleared up. I don't know how but instinctively we knew something was waiting for us on the other side of that smoke. I was expecting to see a familiar, masculine form in front of them but no...what I saw instead chilled me to the bones.

“Please recommend which one you think is the best.” Darien looked carefully though his back before pulling one out. The cover depicted a city landscape and a man’s silhouette overshadowing a skyscraper. “I think you would like this one. It starts out bleak, then it carries on to a happy ending.” Zach accepted the book and opened it up with anticipation. He might as well read something decent knowing it was the last good thing he was going to read before confronting his email inbox the next day. He lost himself in the story in the first ten pages and didn’t look up until he felt something heavy hit his shoulder when he was midway through the book.

They were going to inner earth because they sought respite from the zombies and the virus that caused them. It was important that the zombie virus be contained and the zombies destroyed before Center Land Village was discovered and their world changed forever. It was because of this that Ari and Baelil volunteered to assist in finding the cure as well and fighting and destroying the walking corpses. As they approached the small community that was nestled deep in the hillside and camouflaged by a holographic image of pine trees, a young woman with long, copper hair stepped out from behind a boulder. The sudden action caused Ari’s horse to nervously dance about.

"Boys and girls, the meat is ready. Whoever wants to eat, come. This is the last call for the last batch we cooked for today." And this was the cue for everyone to swiftly fish out, even Flora looked starved as she muttered a freaking yes under her breath. One by one everyone jumped out, leaving Zachariah in the last. His eyes instantly met mine as he walked in the pool towards me with those hooded eyes, I loved. He stopped when he stood infront of me. Something about him was deadlier than usual. His head lifted up with a slight snarl glued to his beautiful face. "What happened, Zar?" I asked him sweetly, as my own neck tilted a bit, knowing that once again I'd teased him with my flirting wi

I would take some time to sit down and go through everything another day. "Finally." Zavier yelled. I looked over to him moving back and the sound of clicking. I watched as a spot in the wall pushed out what looked to be a secret department. As I made my way over a few Gods had the same idea. Azeki and Sasha rushed over to the book making me pause. I could've swore I was the next high king once I got married. I watched as Sasha just looked at it but what had me also rushing over was when Azeki actually grabbed it. I snatched it out his hands right as he got to the third page.

Do you guys hate him or love him? Zachariah will come in the next chapter. I wanted to show some of Vladimir's and Rose's moments and after few chapters there will be Zachariah's and Rose's moment too.

Absolutely! Here's an intense, emotional, and captivating Chapter 10 from Zara (Zara’s POV) Dawn the gates of our pack was opened. I stood between two worlds—the one I had rebuilt from ashes, and the one waiting at the edge of destiny. Every heartbeat whispered the same word through my veins. Thorold. “Are you ready?” Seris asked, her eyes glowing faintly with power. I nodded once. “I’ve been ready since the moment I remembered his name.”

She asked before Mr Martins audibly cleared his throat. "Uhm. The book" He turned to Zach. "The book you're holding unto from the library?" Then Zach pulled out a significant novel from his jacket trying his best to shield the title from Regina- -the title that was clearly shown on the other sides, the voices in your head. -a psychological true life thriller about a young boy with the gift of hearing dead people's voices. And Zach had wandered, if there was a chance--it was his gift, and if maybe his was paranormal.

Empty. A cold wave of embarrassment smacked me right in the face. Then anger crashed in behind it, even hotter than before. Me –Lizzie Midnight – the millionaire heiress, stranded on the side of the road because I didn’t have a drop of gas. And, of course, my accounts were frozen, every card maxed out, not a cent of cash anywhere. “This is Zella’s fault,” I hissed, kicking the inside of the door. “Nothing’s gone right since she showed up. She’s a curse. A bloody, miserable wench!”

My heart still thumped so speedily I that I began to think that it might leap out of chest. “Zara are you okay?” Looking into those worried grey eyes utterly calmed me down. My glacier brother melted at last. That fact made my lips stretch a little. I took a quick glance around, the white ceiling, the lavender walls, I was in my room. But how did I get here? Kaima readily gave me an answer to my unasked question. Sometimes I feel like she can literally read my mind.