Zane Dead Novels & Stories

To help her childhood sweetheart, David Middleton, take my place studying abroad, my wife, Sharon Griffin, destroys my records and deliberately fills in false information, ensuring that I'm permanently denied a visa. She even severely injured my hands before sending me to the Behavioral Reform Center. My mother-in-law, Paula Brown, who has always treated me with affection, takes Sharon's side. "Kyle is so ungrateful. We gave him everything, and he still wanted to get a PhD abroad to find his biological parents. Who's going to take care of me if he's gone?" Sharon snorts. "He's just vain. When he found out I'd turned down Westbridge's offer of admission, he gave me the silent treatment an

Just then, a soft knock interrupted my thoughts, and I turned to see Zane standing in the doorway. “My dad thought you might want to see this,” he said, stepping into the room with his phone in his hands. He held it out, and when I took it and saw the headline, I gasped. “BREAKING NEWS: LYCAN PRINCESS BIANCA THORNE DEAD IN APPARENT SUICIDE!”

Now she was a pile of mangled flesh lying in the morgue. I turned and went back inside, locked the door, and slid down against it until I was sitting on the floor. My phone vibrated. "Backup slots are full. In the next cycle, death cannot be transferred." The next day, the sun came up, and the world went on as usual. Except for Unit 703. There was still no movement. I washed my face and looked at myself in the mirror. The scratch at the corner of my eye was still there. It was thin, narrow, and capped with a faint scab.

Tears ran down my cheeks endlessly. “After you took the arrow, he hurriedly hid you in a room where you were found and taken to the infirmary, and he went back to fight them off. They really meant to kill you, Bella. I'm so sorry. That's… that's how he died.” She cried. I looked at her in pain, she's not lying, I know it, but it hurts and still doesn't make sense to me. Why would Zane want me dead? “Can you tell me why Zane wants me dead?” I asked, my eyes full of sympathy.

"A mortal core doesn't just reboot like a toy. It takes time for the gears to catch the grease again. Stop shaking the body. You've done what you needed to do. Now you must wait." "I can't just sit here!" I yelled at him in my head, the tears starting to blur my vision all over again, hot and heavy. My hands were still on Ronan's face, desperate for any sign of warmth, any flicker of life beneath the cold surface. "He looks dead, Daekan! He looks exactly like…" I couldn't finish the sentence. The words stuck in my throat, too terrible to speak aloud. "Zane..." I choked on my own breath. I blinked hard, the tears spilling down my cheeks in hot streams, and looked closer at his skin. My heart

After parking, he walked over to where Terzic was holding Zane against the car. "What's happening here? Why does everyone look so beaten up?" he asked, sensing the palpable tension in the air. "I hope no one has been killed." "Jerney, I've lost everything, my wife and son. Alex said before he was killed that they died during childbirth," Zane lamented, overwhelmed with grief. "I can't imagine life without Becca. My life is over!" Zane's voice trembled with disbelief and devastation. He was a broken man; this blow had hit him hard.

He moved fast, looping the rope around me. "I'm getting you out of this place right now. The world is big enough — there's a place for us somewhere. And if there isn't, we'll die together. We'll go be with Lily." "You son of a bitch! You threw Serena under the bus!" My mother's furious voice came from behind me. Before I could turn to look, I heard a heavy thud. Zane's body went limp and he crumpled to the ground. My mother's hands were shaking, but she held herself together and untied the rope from around me.

“Can’t we go a day without some new thing coming along?” Zane was silent. I opened my eyes to see him frown at me in surprise. “What?” “I thought the same thing yesterday,” he said. “I mean, let’s count them up here. First, Chloe gets kidnapped.” “Zane,” I said as gently as I could. “What?” “First, Olivia died in childbirth, and Grace almost died.”

With reddened eyes, she yelled, "John Xander, don't you dare lay a finger on Henry! I was trying to be polite with you, but it seems politeness doesn't work on you!" Five security guards surrounded me. "You have been gone for four years! Who knows if you ran off because you committed a crime! I didn't call the police! I only declared you dead! This is the most I can do! "You're now legally a dead man! I was just trying to be nice to you! In fact, even if you die here now, no one will know!" Turns out, all these years that I was in North Westonia on my classified mission, my wife thought that I was a fugitive on the run.

"Yes, Alpha" Ciaran watched as Dax helped Pete off the ground and hobbled away. Micheal returned carrying Zane's lifeless body, now barely recognizable, up the hill. Ciaran stared, took a deep breath and shook his head in disappointment. Zane was one of his finest fighters. "Prepare his body. We will take him to his mother and father as the sun sets." Ciaran said, still unable to look away from the bloody gore that once was his pack member, before he turned away and ran to the pack hospital.