Zane Chronicles Books Novels & Stories

"It’s Rhea! She’s... she’s projecting!" Zane couldn't respond. The world around him was dissolving. The ice and the black sun were gone, replaced by the smell of burning thatch and the metallic tang of fresh blood. He wasn't in the wastes anymore. He was ten years old again, standing in the center of his village. "Mother? Father?" Zane whispered, his eyes wide and vacant.

“I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about.” Without another word, Zane completely dismissed Andrew’s existence. He turned on his heel and began to slowly walk around our ruined living room, his sharp, golden eyes scrutinizing every single surface. He dragged a gloved finger over a charred bookshelf, picked up a broken piece of pottery, and overturned a burnt cushion, searching for clues with an irritatingly calm demeanor.

He crossed the threshold and stopped in the narrow hallway of my mother's house, with its photographs on the wall and the smell of scrambled eggs still in the air and the particular quality of a home that has been filled with love for a long time, and looked at Zane. Zane looked at him. They regarded each other in the hallway for a moment, the man and the boy with the same dark eyes and the same quality of stillness when something mattered, and I stood at the bottom of the stairs and my mother stood by the kitchen door and neither of us breathed. Then Zane said, "You came at ten. You said you would and you did." "Yes," Marcus said. "Good," Zane said, with the air of someone whose primary hyp

It must be difficult to feel and understand the emotions of something that you are about to kill. She’d been diligently focusing on learning just what was occurring in Kendra’s body while working on the cure for the virus as her niece requested. She’d made excellent progress with the cure and expected to have a sample to try on a zombie within a few days. Unfortunately, she wasn’t making as good a progress with understanding Kendra’s conundrum.

We should have more books about the Prime Omegas! I should try and find him, ask him about the book he has. It was different than the rest; plain, worn-down covers, regular-sized, and it looked as if it contained no more than 10 pages. Yet the contents, the story inside it was worth more than it looks. It was one worth remembering! I sighed, bracing my hands on the edge pf Councilman Marcus' bed, and clenched my eyes shut. My heart shattering upon seeing my Zannie fall down in tears.

She didn’t speak, but the way she looked at Zane said everything. Zane then turned to Cain, giving him a curt nod. He then opened the gift and his eyes widened with surprise. It was a book about animals and fauna in the national state part that was right next to their pack ground. The boy gulped and held his breath as if he was scared to show the full extent of his excitement. “It’s alright, Cain,” Zane said softly, ruffling his son’s hair. “Strength is important, but doing the things we love is important too.” He smiled softly, his eyes watery. “I’m so sorry for losing sight of that.”

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Looking around I don’t notice any animal tracks and the dirt floor seems dry enough. “This will do” I think, as I open the pack. Rummaging around I quickly come across the blanket, soon after some protein bars and even a couple of water bottles. I lay the blanket down on the ground and take a seat. “Huh. he must have found these before he took me” I open a bar and begin to chew while I await Xander’s return.

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.

Pretended that we both found our books more interesting than our faces. At some point, Zane disappeared into the kitchen and returned with snacks. He handed me the bag of chips. Our fingers brushed, and my heart jumped so hard it hurt. Zane’s body tensed, his eyes meeting mine and instantly fleeing away. He cleared his throat and sank back into his spot. I stared down at my book. At least I tried too. At least tried to make sense of the difference between Open-ended and Close-ended phases in the marketing funnel. But I kept staring at Zane from under my lashes. At the way his lips moved as he munched on the stacks. At the way his fingers fiddle with the pen.