Zabrak Oc Novels & Stories

"No. Robyn and I were at Layla's. We just found it broken." "Did they steal anything?" "No. Nothing. Robyn didn't think it was a big deal so we just had the door fixed." "Oh my goodness. Something is not right." The other Hachi men walked in with anger and anticipation written on their faces. "Dad, what's wrong?" "It's nothing son. How is Robyn?" Peter said. "She will be fine they are still with her. What's wrong? Tell me." "It was no accident. The police say the brakes were cut and gears tampered with. This was intentional."

And she needed to talk to them. They set up camp near one of the many lakes and discussed their next steps. As Shieena explained, goblins did not have centralized power. They had no king or council. There were seven tribes in Zanestor, each with its own tribal chief. These warlords were not elected. Every ten years another warrior could challenge the current warlord of his tribe to a duel. If there were more challengers, they would fight each other first, and the winner would then fight the war chief. To the goblins, blood and strength were everything.

he asked, his voice breaking in pretence. I didn't know what to say. I knew the truth and I couldn't let him get away with this, not when he was going to ruin my life. "Malcolm you…" "Enough!!!" The pack's adviser. Roberts yelled. "No more word from you treacherous woman. Not only did you try to sell the pack out. You're also carrying a bastard child. Alpha she should be executed this minute and you have to pass the judgement even though she's your daughter. She's not fit to live!" She stated in a firm voice and I could only cry uncontrollably.

I took one of the pieces of glass on the floor before running it over my wrist and drawing blood. I let a scream erupt from my lips as the door swung open revealing both Justin and Dylan. "Really Lina?" Dylan said as he looked down at me. "Lina what the fuck is wrong with you." Justin asked as he looked at me with disgust I hid the sharp piece of glass in my shirt before standing up and approaching them. I quickly pulled the glass from my shirt as I shoved the object into Justin side. He hovered over holding the wound as Dylan grabbed me and attempted to punch me before I dodged it and kicked him directly in his balls.

Brandon demanded. I continued to fight to get free, at least enough to tell him, but Zabrina growled a response. “That won’t be happening. And you better be careful, or you’ll be next.” I wondered if she didn’t know what she was talking to, but before my mind got too far down that path, I saw that creepy guy from the train lunging toward Brandon. I tried to scream but couldn’t get it out. Brandon must’ve sensed him. He sidestepped and threw out his elbow, catching the man and sending him to the ground. I watched the best I could as Zabrina began to drag me away again. Brandon was fighting off a Vampire in an attempt to save me, and he was killing it. But it didn’t matter. I was already gone.

Epsilon's pack and Ozrain's pack wanted to interfere but were stopped by Ozrain “He is a regular alpha, I believe it's fair for them to fight for the alpha position” Ozrain is exceptionally calm although Zaden is taking hits too. Zaden is now sitting on top of Epsilon, throwing punch after punch when Epsilon's hand caught a broken piece of cement statue. He flung it over Zaden's head, breaking it into pieces and effectively weakening his position. Epsilon then held Zaden's neck and used his head to hit his nose. Zaden stood up from him, stumbling a bit as blood trickled down from his nose that he covered with his palm's based and a cut is visible on his cheeks. His vision blurred to which he

I screamed. I hit him low. I wasn’t trained, but I was fast because I’d spent twenty-two years trying to stay out of people’s way. I slammed my shoulder into his knee and felt something pop. He growled, a low, animal sound, and grabbed my hair. I bit his arm as hard as I could. “Let her go!” I yelled through a mouthful of his jacket. “Get this brat off me,” the big man barked. Another warrior grabbed my waist and threw me. I hit the dirt hard. The wind knocked out of me, and for a second, the world was just spinning. I tried to crawl back up, but a heavy boot landed on the small of my back, pinning me to the ground.

He said with such confidence in his face and with a smirk. "you just made the biggest mistake of your life. messing with me? huh?" I threatened with a smirk. I wasn't sure of what I was going to do but one thing that is sure is that I wasn't going to let this slide. never. I left slamming the door with rage.

That she's still awake, still thinking about me the way I can't stop thinking about her. It's not Jules. It's a notification from Instagram—someone tagged me in a video. I shouldn't watch it. Know I shouldn't. I press play anyway. The video is shaky, shot from someone's dorm window. But the audio is crystal clear. "COWARD! You're a coward, Adrian Cross!" Jules' voice, ragged with pain and rage. The video has 347 views already. Comments are rolling in. Damn, she's really losing it Cross should get a restraining order This is what happens when girls get obsessed