Z For Zachariah Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Malacar’s POV I couldn’t find her anywhere, and I felt panic rising in my chest. Nova, where is Zaria? She went to the sacred stone to gather moss…. I already bolted out and onto the path, nearly tripping over roots as I ran. Ahead, four masked men stood motionless, their dark cloaks torn. Surrounding Zaria were three great black hounds, each the size of a horse, their hackles raised and fangs bared. Glowing red eyes fixed on the men; the underworld beasts blocked any way to reach her. Zaria stood in the middle of them, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, but she smiled at the masked men with a stubborn defiance. Her hand pressed against her ribs where her shirt was stained dark; s

Chase's soul energy was so powerful that it was already enveloping them. It happened instantly. More than ten men died a horrible death. Zachariah was the only one who quietly disappeared in the chaos and vanished into the night. "Trying to run?" Chase sneered. Chase's soul energy suddenly erupted like a huge wave of current. It covered half of the city area in Joverton. He searched within the city area and soon caught the trace of Zachariah. A brilliant white light erupted from between Chase's eyes. It was like a little sun that brightened the sky and shone a light on all barren lands.

Zach’s POV Zach could keenly feel that he was neither a living nor was he dead, he was just in between, when he closed his eyes and stopped breathing a month ago, he felt like he was in a dream state and was surrounded by darkness all around him, no matter where he looked all he saw was darkness, and he was walking on muddy ground, he felt like he was sinking to the ground. The more he walked around the place looking for a source of light, the quicker he was sinking into the muddy ground, so he stopped walking, there was a source of light that he saw ahead of him, but the more he tried to reach toward it, the quicker he sank into the ground.

"Please make yourself comfortable while I go check on our patient." After Petra left, Zack looked around the room. He found it quite cozy and comfortable, perfectly according to his taste. He decided to take a look at some of the books that were stored on the shelves. They were all about curses and psychic abilities, which he found interesting as he had never studied such things before.

Carleigh said to Gab. I raised an eyebrow. "I can take care of myself." "I know. Just in case, Chantria, okay?" I just shook my head and looked back at the girl. That’s when I understood what was happening. I stepped back when I saw who they were surrounding. They weren't far from us, so I could clearly see why she was pointing the gun at the crying child's head. “Lorreine…” I whispered. I heard Gab sigh beside me. “She’s been playing with you for a while now. She only recently found out that you're the heir of the Zima family, so I don't think befriending you was all that fake.”

“You’ve already said yes, Zara. The moment you held that watch and accepted its help, you made your choice. You’re one of us now.” I sank back onto the edge of the bed, my hands shaking. Everything was happening so fast. Yesterday, I was hunted by my own pack. Now I was in some magical gateway to a world I never knew existed. But maybe this was my chance. My mother’s secrets. Lily’s betrayal. Darren’s lies. Maybe the answers were here. And maybe, just maybe I could finally find out who I really was.

Zach went out of his car after parking across the street from the address that Worthington had given him last night. He looked around the vicinity and crossed the street, walking along the block and staring down at the brochure he is holding. The brochure is about a certain property that is owned by Buchanan Holdings and Zach had to hold himself well in order not to crumple the paper angrily. Just the thought of the man instantly rose his anger. The man that Alex puts her trust the most and Zach found himself getting riled up with jealousy.

He snorted as his head fell against his paws. It was really fucking strange to have a counterpart in your head. You could see them, hear them, and even catch their mannerisms. I would not want it any other way though. A guttural growl left me when we got to the room that the women were in. It felt like I was submerged in that freezing ocean that we had plunged into all of those years ago with the bomb. Ziyah was on the floor, covered in blisters. What in the living fuck happened in here? Nothing else seemed like it had been touched by whatever she had been.

I was broken—but only in body, not in spirit. And that spirit, stubborn and defiant, had begun to stir again. Tomorrow, I would stand. I would eat at my own pace. I would correct a guard. I would live. And I would survive Aric. Because I had to. Because I was Zeva.

Zach had been taken very far away from this realm to another one called Vyrnhold, a dark, brutal place where the skies were always gray and the ground was sharp with black stone. He said the attack that separated us wasn’t random. Some rogue group from Vyrnhold had come through a hidden rift, grabbed him, and dragged him back through. They kept him chained for months, beating him, forcing him to fight in pits for their entertainment. But Zach was Zach, he didn’t break. He watched, learned and found weak spots. One night he killed his guards, stole their weapons, and started climbing. He fought his way up, pack by pack, until he reached the top. Now he was one of the warlords there, respected