روايات وقصص ضمن Za Warudo

Liza answered. More pack members came in and took their seats. The lead warrior came in last; he was a tall and big wolf with broad shoulders and huge arms that looked like they would rip every shirt he wore. He took his seat next to PJ but his eyes were fixed on Zoe, he followed every movement she made with his eyes, he was staring to a point that others noticed, even JP. ‘Stop staring at her this much, you will make her uncomfortable.’ JP mixed linked the warrior.

Absolutely no one placed them within their professional equations. Consequently, the moment Zoe J. finalized the terms of her wager, the entire Warship Team camp was thoroughly amused. In their eyes, a small, insignificant ant was actively standing up to throw down a lethal challenge against a massive elephant. Who on earth had granted her the structural courage to execute such a joke?

“Are you trying to kill yourself? Do you think I will let you do that? I am your-” “War is coming, Zoey,” came her slurred response. “What are you saying? Get a grip on yourself,” Zoey said and tossed aside the last of the thick sheets. Grabbing her hands, he helped her sit up, resting her back against the headboard. “You have to drink water, Zaramanni. Wait here, I will-” Her slender hand held his tightly and he became concerned. Her eyes which were closed before were now open and with dead seriousness in her sleepy voice, she said, “War is coming to Zenrada.”

Dax glanced at Malfoy coldly and continued, “Listen closely. I am Dax Wimbleton, the Southern Warzone Master.” With that, his followers and aides introduced themselves one after another. “Drogo Azure, also known as the Eastern Azure Dragon of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.” “Tiger White, also known as the Western White Tiger of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.” “Axia Vermillion, also known as the Southern Vermillion Phoenix of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.” “Ronald Black also known as the Northern Black Tortoise of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.”

That body becomes its prison and its home, tethered even beyond death. For most, it is a blessing. The ultimate salvation. A key to Ajooni—transcendence beyond the cycle of suffering. But for others, it is a curse. An unshakable shackle. Zander King was the Death Wolf’s Soul Corona. Its final human form. And that was why he could fight it, wrestle back control. No other host in history had ever managed such a feat. Not even Thaneous. A scream tore from Zander’s lips, his eyes flickering between the beast’s crimson and his own tormented brown before settling—finally—on brown. He gasped, dragging himself forward, his limbs trembling, his breath ragged.

But since she was parched, she finished the wine in a single gulp. The man moved closer to the fire. Close enough for Jade to notice a long main of silver hair that was tied back in a half-ponytail. Jade was confused. The man didn’t look to be that old. At least, based on his voice alone, he sounded quite sprightly and young—perhaps just a few years older than she was. “I believe you, by the way,” the man said. “My name is Jin. I’m a trader.” “Jade… er… I’m a student.” Jade stuck out her hand to shake his, but quickly put it down when he showed no signs of wanting to acknowledge it.

Or made into creatures like Orok? “You, you are Toro… you are the ninth descendant of Bordus, a good man and of great strength. He got it because of his humble and obedient nature, he made me sympathize at that time, because he saved many wild animals in forbidden areas. You know, food back in the day is scarce…and all werewolves hunted those beasts. I ordered your great-grandfather not to eat the injured tiger…and he complied. Instead, he took care of the beast, sacrificing his clawed hand. Since that incident… I raised him to be my subordinate. Only Bordus, the descendant after that, too proud and arrogant, including you! And I'm sick of it…” Uwal said in a different voice, a very scary v

Nef and Ron were already on the way towards their table. Zion rubbed his brows as he felt a sudden pain but there was no choice to follow the hungry friends. With their tummies, their eyes were also hungry and thirsty and that thirst can only be quenched by looking at the hot girls. When the girls saw them, they were over the cloud nine. Zion is no less than Roman or Greek God. Slightly tanned skin, dark eyes, dark hair, tall height, perfectly balanced and muscled body, high IQ, a heir of the top IT company of the country, in short he is perfect in every way and a dream guy of every girl.

She questioned. "Yes really." He shrugged his shoulders and winked at her. She shook her head and smiled, "But why ABU Zaria?" Ben asked, "Of all schools, why that school?" She wasn't sure if he understood what she meant, ABU Zaria is a good school in Nigeria, the best northern university and she wasn't doubting their level of standards of education but she wanted to know why she chose to study in a northern university when there are several other western universities in the country.

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.