Z Novel 소설 & 이야기

"What is Yuno? I mean what are its features or main game and application?" Bennet thought for a moment. "Mmmm. Yuno is a portable gaming device with built-in games. Yuno's main feature is a pre-d******d adventure game designed by Maxwell, Z-Land." "Huh? Cole?" "Z-Land! Z for... for..." Bennet frowned suddenly. "...Z for Zombie!! Z-Land Warrior is an adventure game." Hahahaha! Bennet really hates zombies. "Maxwell designed it? Interesting!" My eyes fell on Benedict's behavior and I almost laughed because the man looked so boring in the meeting. He almost sank into the chair he was sitting on.

•Zebulun's POV• Thirteen years old. It was dark. So dark that I could barely see. No, not that I could see, I could not see even if there was light. I was bathed in the deep darkness that could only be found with the absence of light. The light that I have never seen and will perhaps not see till the day I die. I scrambled up to sit and leaned against the wall of the deep dungeon of my father’s or rather the Alpha King’s pack. A puff of air was only that escape from my parted lips as a hint of trying to groan.

HAVE you ever felt that you might be different? That, in this world, is not how the way you thought about it. But what if behind this beautiful world that you thought it was, lies the secret that would change your life? I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought.

My gazed lowered and Motherfuc — He had his dick pierced! There was a shiny metal on the tip of his dick and man was his dick looking like a monster. I felt him twitch a little under my riveted gaze but then he walked up and covered his body. “What the fuck were you thinking?” Zane growled at me in anger; as he adjusted the sheet on his body to cover it. But what the holy fuck did I just see? The shiny metal on his was driving my mind crazy even though I was hurt really bad, not too long ago.

The glare of the screen reflected in his tortoise-shell glasses in the brief moments he looked up to take a swig of his coffee. A kind-faced waitress came over, taking Zoe’s order with a smile far too wide for the time of night, before she disappeared behind the counter. The loud gurgling of the milk frother broke through the quiet hum of noises around her, and Zoe found herself having to really focus on the words in front of her. She had hoped the story would whisk her away from the ruminating thoughts, but it was futile. With every lull in the novel, her mind drifted off, torn between the tantalizing taste of Jon’s warm lips and the horrifying descriptions of Natalie’s brutal death.

Maeve had just gone upstairs to put Luna to bed, Nolah was studying in his room, and Matthew had gone out with Claire. “You barely even look at us anymore,” Zion accused, his voice low but heavy with frustration. He stood near the window, arms crossed, the scar above his eyebrow more visible under the warm lamp light. “Since the second book blew up, it’s like only your writing exists. Events, revisions, scenes you need to ‘research’… And us? We’ve become background characters?” Luka, sitting on the sofa with a glass of whiskey in his hand, raised an eyebrow. His cold, controlled tone clashed with Zion’s fury.

It was overpowering and sickening. “Zelena” he whispered to himself. ------------------------------------ Authors Note As promised, Zelena and Gunner are back together. How do you think their reunion will go? What will Whiskey make of Zelena? Are we on the road to a happy ending?

Lafeya repeated himself. “ Fine, but I'll tell you who I am of you tell me what I want to know” I eyed him suspiciously, hoping he will agree to strike a deal with me. He nodded his head in agreement. Taking another gulp of water, I began my story. “ My name is Zoa, Zoa McClure. My parents are Maria and Tommy McClure. I have four siblings, Jason and Jeremy are seven, and Jojo is two. Most people call him Noël with me as an exception. I wanted him to be named Joey but that's his middle name. I live in New York with my parents. I'm sixteen, I'll be turning seventeen next month. Although I'm in my final year in high school, I skipped a grade. Most of my peers are eighteen but I don't really car

This time the relationship is like a flower that intends to grow but is dead first. For God's sake, Zeline wasn't willing to let Fello go. That man, a nice man and didn't demand much of her. Zeline is determined to fight against her phobia. She can't just sit and mourn a situation like this. She has to do something, MUST!! Zeline stood up, wiped her tears, and as soon as her hand grabbed the doorknob, Fello's face appeared before her. They both stare at each other. ><><><

After she got at least enough books to make her occupied while Nicholas is at the meeting, she settles on to the small bedroom window that wasn’t that cramped more spacious but was enough for her to have a comfortable space to read at. Randomly picking the books amongst the huge stack, Zinnia pursed her lips as her brows rose with interest after seeing the title of the book in her hands. ‘Bane Legacy’ From the mysterious title itself, Zinnia can already tell that it must be a thriller, mystery, and fantasy book. Well, it doesn’t matter to her, the title was enough to make her stay. “Legacy? Hmm, humor me” she murmured before leaning her back at the wall behind her and finding a nice position