Zane Dead Novels & Stories

Cassandra asks. “Yeah, I’m good,” I reply, trying to keep my tone steady. Professor Ethan blows the whistle. “Class is over. We’ll pick this up next week,” he announces. Another message drops on my phone. This time it’s not Francis—it’s Dad. My heart skips a beat as I open it. ‘Zane is going down. And everyone who’s with him. We’re going to bury him.’ The thought of Zane going down makes my stomach twist. I quickly type back to Dad: ‘I haven’t found the cure yet. We can’t do anything for now,’ hoping to stall him.

Zane shook his head from side to side, refusing to accept this fucking reality. His hands trembled as he moved closer and pressed two fingers to Ethan's wrist, pushing past his thick fur until he found his skin and then vein. There was no pulse. Zane checked again, pressing even harder but there was nothing. "Fuck..." The word left him in a whoosh and Zane fell back against the cabinet behind him. Ethan was dead.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN Officer Will took the call with sorrow. Grim Marie had taken her own life. She was found in the bath with expensive-smelling bubbles and a candle. She had used a razor. He wished this hadn’t surprised him. His heart felt heavy, but he tried to convince himself that at least she was at peace now, enfolded in the arms of her mother and her daughter. A third little urn lined up on the shelf, perhaps. At least the pain and misery of her hunt for The Wolf was over.

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.”