Zahir Paulo Novels & Stories

I didn't even try to stop her. I stood still, like a fool. Until I heard the footsteps behind me. “Nice show,” Alessandro muttered, falling into step beside me. “You almost looked like a husband there. Warm smile. Hand on her waist. Thought you were going to spin her into a dance and call it a day. And she didn't really think that she would play the role of a Luna. And yet, there she was, the perfect Luna that everyone would want to have. Only she was being honest. I'm not really sure about you.”

“Take it like a good little slut.” He reached down, twisting her nipple hard enough to make her gasp. “Tomorrow, you’ll have your first test. You’re going to help me destroy Noah.” Sarah’s vision blurred as pleasure coiled tight in her belly. She was close. Too close. “I’m Alpha King and I will have my throne” Sullivan continued, his voice a dark promise, “you’ll be my Luna.” That was all it took. Sarah came with a sharp cry, her body locking around Marcus as waves of ecstasy crashed over her. Marcus groaned, his pace stuttering as he followed her over the edge, spilling inside her.

Captain Depay laughed, “What are you saying, what would he be if not a human.” “No, look well, this is not human...” Detective Joha kept starring at the face of the unknown man. “His skin is too pale for a human in this season of the year...” “He could be experiencing hard times and being under the sun more than normal...” Captain Depay argued. He has never been a believer of fantasies and folk tales. His mantra is if he hasn’t witness it nor any other sane person, then it isn’t real nor true. “No, Captain Depay, this isn’t human...look well... this person wears exquisite cloths, did you check the cloth brand?”

She answers him, still holding my shirt and hiding behind me. “Hold up. Hold the fuck up.” Damian says. Looking very closely at Justin. “That can’t be right. Because if she’s who I think she is, then we are all dead.” “Who do you think she is?” I ask him. “The man who attacked us, killed my mother, and take Adrian.” Nobody answered him. We just exchanged glares. “Ohhh my fucking moon goddess. Are you fucking kidding me?” “You don’t say a curse word and call the Moon goddess in the same sentence,” I warn him.

He was the brain of the machine, my brother-in-arms who had saved me from myself more times than I could count. Beside him, motionless as a statue, was Zahir Al-Karim, or “Ghost.” His athletic and imposing physique was visible even under his simple shirt. His dark, deep, and calm eyes observed everything with infinite patience. His dark, perfectly trimmed beard framed a strong jaw, and his upright posture spoke of years of discipline in the special forces. While Rapha was controlled chaos, Zahir was the calm before the storm, the wise man who found the flaw in any system.

A frown grew on my lips. "Why do I need guards?" I muttered to him. "We're here to protect our Luna. You're important to us now." He smiled. "I didn't catch your name?" I smiled at him. I was touched that I just got here and I already had people that cared about me. "My name is Oscar." He bowed his head. "Nice to meet you Oscar. My name is Helena." I smiled at him, extending my hand out for him to shake. He looked at it strangely, but hesitantly shook it.

Despite them not really knowing about us being wolves, the fact that she had a lover over her husband was enough to have others putting a question mark. “If it isn’t our famous Pakhan and his beloved maiden” Andreas Garcia, one of the Mexican partners we had. The man was an heir of the Garcia family, and not only was he arrogant, but he was one of the men who had helped with spreading the rumors of the scandal that happened in hopes to benefit from them.

I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation.

Here is your text with the replacements applied, exactly as you requested:Aydan → PauloKaydan → PedroMia → Lola(The other n ames on your list do not appear in this excerpt, so no changes we re necessary).Justin, apparently defe ated, pretended to faint on the floor of the room. Paulo, watching the scene with contempt , ordered:“Take this piece of shit to the dungeons to await interrogation.”The secretary, concerned, intervened:“Sir, he's human. He can't heal himself. If we don't take him to the hospital, he'll die.”

I mumbled to myself as I slowly pushed his door open. Julius looked as though he’d just finished putting on his shorts and was about to look for a t-shirt when I walked in. He didn’t look up at me, completely unfazed by my presence despite his half-naked appearance. I took the opportunity to take a good look, noticing the small flecks of scars littering his body, marring his otherwise smooth sun-kissed skin. “You’ve fought in battle?” I found myself asking. “I’m Alpha to one of the largest packs, that’s a given.” He responded as he put on a shirt, raising his eyebrow at me as if to say I’d just asked a stupid question.