Z For Zachariah Reviews Novels & Stories

The climate in the room rises as hours count down to a critical moment of our assignment. Moving around the ill-organized table covered in maps and papers, the team gathers, standing in the midst of the preparations. Jake is looking straight at me, and although it is only for a few seconds, I can discern a shyness that does not often show itself. “How do you even manage it, Zea?” Jake’s voice is soft, his face intense. This is the question that was raised by the character: ’’Can I have fife being a mother and a killer at once?’’

Always waiting for the other shoe to drop, Jacob has his guard up at almost all times Zay: She/Her: Intelligent and with a passion for care, Zay is living her childhood dream of being a pack healer. The best healer in the Paramount Pack, Zay grew up beside Xavier and her brother Jared, sharing a deep bond with both them and the pack around her. Additionally, the Goddess has blessed her with an incredibly powerful and beautiful mate. Zay is blessed by the world around her

My chin tilted just enough to draw blood if it were a blade. “Explain. Or let me guess. You’re lonely. Full of secrets. Traumatized, obviously. Don’t trust anyone. So you need a prisoner who can cook, hold a conversation, maybe kill if it comes to that—” Zach laughed. Short. Harsh. A sound like breaking glass on polished floors. He leaned in slightly, his stare razor-sharp. “That’s cute,” he muttered. “You think you’re the one in control.” I stared back. Calm. A smirk tugged at my lips.

It was a surprisingly interesting area of erotica. Zach stood waiting outside his apartment block and double checked that he really had packed his swimming goggles for the sixth time. He wasn’t comfortable swimming without his goggles. A red car he had seen before pulled up in front of him and the side window rolled down to reveal a wavy haired Darien. “You can get in,” he said. Zach eagerly got in the passenger seat and Darien drove off. He looked undeniably tired with circles under his eyes and red rimmed eyes.

The moment Zach leans his head back and relaxes, he is out like a light! --------

Raymond stared at him with a face pregnant with questions. "I know what you are thinking. I will explain everything to you. You are wondering how I was the buyer and the seller at the same time. This is it. The only thing that excited me when Mr. Cypher informed about his mystery disk, was the zombie fighter. I have been trying to create some super humans but I kept failing. So I decided to buy the disk in a honest exchange and then you come in that day at the hotel" Jackson narrated. Two days ago, Jackson was playing video game with one of his men in his living room.

I check mine to see if it has the same quality—a screen, I mean—but I find that his is thicker than Zeath’s and I’s own. “There,” Zachili utters when done with that. “Any one of you more than 10kms far from me, the other blows up. You both move, you both blow up, unless you want a little Romeo and Juliet tale. Follow me.” He leads the way back to the sitting room. “Why aren’t you fighting back?” I whisper to Zeath.

I smiled as I supported his back and kissed his little cheek “Can you believe he’s eight months already. He’s going to be a little adventurer, I just know it” Zara’s eyes widened in amusement. “Well, of course he will be if he’s anything like his mum… he’s going to be one fine warrior, that’s for sure.” She breathed in a deep breath as she looked out to the sea “It’s so beautiful, isn’t it, I could never get bored of this view, it’s just breath taking”. I grinned and tapped her arm as I scooped up Zachary ”Come, let’s go for a little paddle in the water”.

“Name’s Zach. He used to work here.” Twenty minutes later, I had my answer. Zach had been fired after repeatedly using company assets to fuel a gambling and drinking habit. After his termination, he’d spiraled hard, borrowing money from the werewolf black market, skipping payments, and racking up over two hundred thousand dollars in debt. Not just to humans. To our kind as well. My hands curled into fists. The urge to shred him apart was nearly feral. But no, there were better ways to end a parasite like Zach. Quiet ways.

Thank you. Zairo Lee