Zane Dead Novels & Stories

"I won't tell you shit. I am already dying and I know you won't let me live" "You are right Zane. But death can be very quick or drawn out. You should have known better than to pull this stunt" Zane grinned, then stared at me. "If I knew you were already unto me, I would have made a plan B. I am never this sloppy you see" "I find that hard to believe, but since you won't talk, I guess this is the end of the road for you," I said and yanked his head back. He gasped as I placed the knife to his throat, and then he grinned.

she cried and he saw the sincerity in her eyes. Zanea fell on the ground and his wings suddenly vanished and he slowly became a human. He felt that he was starting to feel weak and he knew he was also going to die, as the punishment for killing Blake. But he didn't care all he could feel was pain and regret.

He was already getting out of bed, reaching for his clothes with sharp, efficient movements. “What happened?” I asked, my voice quieter now. He didn’t look at me immediately. “One of my men,” he said finally. “He’s dead.” The words landed hard. Heavy. Real. “How?” I asked. Zane pulled on his shirt, his movements precise. “Murdered.” A chill ran down my spine. The room felt colder. Smaller. “Was it… expected?” I asked carefully. That made him pause. Just for a fraction of a second.

To them, though, they thought it was payback. “Look, the plan was we get answers without hurting them, then Gunner got to have fun with him in the playroom until he gave in and died. Unfortunately, he went too far, Zane lost it, and now he’s dead,” Dante says, and it is strange. He hates me, but he is talking to me now. I have a feeling it is to do with Zane. If it wasn’t for Zane, Dante wouldn't be sat here right now speaking to me. He still didn’t deserve to die, even if he went too far.

I yell at him. Without giving it a second thought, Zane rushes towards Mindy, digging his hand into her chest. Blood trickles down his hands, then he pulls out her heart, and I watch Mindy crash to the ground. “Zane.” His name is the last thing she mutters before she dies. My body feels weak, but I manage to hold on to Rufus as I keep tapping on him. Zane tosses Mindy’s heart away, and he walks up to us, then he takes off his shirt completely.

“Tessa, calm down—” “Answer me, Zane!” I snapped, my voice breaking. He looked away, then said it quietly, almost too softly. “She’s dead.” The words hit me like something sharp and heavy. “She’s… dead?” My mind went blank for a second. I blinked at him, waiting for him to take it back, to tell me I heard wrong. “What does that mean?” I asked, my voice shaking. “What do you mean she’s dead?” Zane moved closer, his hand finding mine again. I didn’t pull away this time. I couldn’t even move.

Zane frowned at me and after thinking about it for a minute, he said; “As long as you don’t expect me to accompany you.” I cringed inwardly; I’d forgotten about the bad blood between them. “I understand. Of course not.” He grunted and looked back out of the window. “Is Mariana Nico’s mother?” Mama asked, and before I could say anything Zane looked at her coldly. “His mother’s dead,” he said, and I saw a flicker of grief in his eyes, or it could have been my imagination, because it was gone as suddenly as it appeared. “Oh, I’m sorry.” Mama said, snapping her lips shut. She stayed silent after that for which I was grateful.

Then he leaned forward, his elbows resting on the table, his voice dropping low. “The man is dead.” The words hit like a punch to the gut. My breath caught, and for a moment, I couldn’t speak. “Dead?” I managed finally. What the hell does that mean? Zane didn’t blink. “Exactly what I said. He’s gone.” He added. I stared at him, my mind reeling. Dead? How? When? My hands clenched into fists under the table, my nails digging into my palms. “You’re sure?”

No surprise the whole department knew our names. Hearing the chief now, though? Yeah, they'd been warned about Keyla. Just ignored it. They probably thought those warnings were planted by us—like we sent people to spy. Made them resent us even more. Their buddies had all kinds of tips on winning back a girl. Edmond and Philip didn't need advice. They just never bothered trying with us. Then, right through the noise, Edmond's voice hit like a slap. "They're dead." The room froze. "They're both dead." Total silence.

Something he didn't want to talk about. “Zane," I pulled my hand from his grip. “Tell me. What's happening? We don't even have what we came for yet." “It doesn't matter," he brushed it off casually. “You want to be alpha. You want to stop running, right?" I nodded. "Zed dies today. Just hope he’d be part of the team that comes to pick us up. I’d return to the village with his head,” he strode forward again. “Zane," I hurried after him. The look in his eyes was making me scared. "Why? What're you planning?”