Zane From H2o นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I slumped against the mirror, chest heaving like I'd sprinted a marathon. "Your stamina's garbage," he said, barely breathing hard. "You fold after twenty minutes." "Maybe because I'm not a robot?" "You're half-wolf. Start performing like one." I gave him the finger. He pretended not to notice. I was halfway through my water bottle when the door swung open. Zane walked in holding a container. "Brought you something," he said. Alerion's expression hardened. "We're busy." "She needs energy unless you want her dead, which means you hate her.” Zane crossed straight to me, popping the lid. "Here."

Maya’s POV “You’re trembling again.” The door creaked open, and Zane stepped inside as if he already owned the air in the room. His eyes flicked to my shaking hands resting on the table near the blinking tracker. I pulled my hand away quickly. He noticed. Of course he noticed. He shut the door quietly, the sound too soft for how loud it felt in my chest. “You didn’t drink the water,” he said. “I’m not thirsty.” He walked closer, the faint scent of expensive cologne drifting ahead of him—sweet, cold, heavy. “You should drink something.”

If Zane and his team were discovered, the Firewalls would have to catch the terror of drowning. I stood beside Elias. I watched Zane tie a heavy iron chisel to his belt. He did not look like a Chosen’s partner. He did not look like a diplomat. He looked exactly like the boy who had survived the Thornback woods by learning how to disappear into the shadows. "The water is freezing," I said quietly, the ocean wind tearing the words from my mouth. "I've been cold before," Zane said. He didn't kiss me. We didn't do grand, tragic farewells. That was for stories that ended.

What was the point in having survived so much if she didn’t move forward? “I’d like to stay with you,” she confessed shyly. He smiled, hands sliding from her cheeks to her shoulders. “Good,” he said. “I’ll give you the dime tour of our suite.” ~ Zane hadn’t gone inside after he left the garage. His feelings were too intense, and he’d needed air. He’d strode stiff-legged and stiff-cocked to their lagoon, a small manmade lake he and Trey sometimes rowed out on. The reeds at the edge were tall, the water wavery with moonlight. Zane calmed a bit as he stared at it.

, Zane whispered and smiled demonically. His eyes held a 'Glimmer of HOPE' glints that was coming to caged ARIKA .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

“There won’t be any truly exceptional men who sincerely like me anyway.” “Who says there aren’t? The most outstanding, rarest man in the world is waiting for you right now.” “Where?” “Right here at our Hightide Group—” Zane slammed on the brakes. His gaze shifted slightly, his voice losing its earlier excitement. He picked up a piece of pork and put it into his mouth, covering up the panic from his slip of the tongue. “I mean Dr. Wright from Hightide. He’s handsome and gentle, an absolute gem among gems.”

“Did Rey contact you?” “Not yet, I will inform you once he did don’t worry” Zane nodded to that. After meeting Zane he decided to have look at his future wife. He even have no idea why he was craving to see her. He went to her work space but her cabin was empty. He decided to wait for her. Suddenly he had an urge to pee, so he thought to use her private bathroom inside her cabin. When he was done and about to open the door he heard two voices one is Selene and not sure about other one. He slightly opened the door and peeked out.

Chapter Ten Aria Zane leaned against the bathroom door with an easy smirk etched on his lips. His annoyingly striking facial features stared at me mockingly. His mop of long, wet black hair fell over his brooding, viridian eyes that bored holes into my body and dripped water down the center of his chest onto the fold of the towel that was hung dangerously low on his hips-almost showing his massive cock that twiched against the fabric of the towel anytime he moved.

Zane parroted as his boyish grin returned full force on learning JT was Maggie’s brother. “Uh, sorry! You had me in the air so fast I didn’t get to introduce you,” Dani said, smiling, and giving JT a small punch in the arm. “Zane is a neurologist from my hospital in Dallas. I asked him to come check out Aunt Lu and make sure she was really ready to transition home.”

Rhea called out, her voice echoing off the obsidian bark of the tree. A low groan came from a pile of fungal moss near the base of the roots. Zane was dragging himself toward them, his face pale and his silver-blue eyes wide with a bewildered, child-like terror. He was clutching his chest, his fingers digging into his furs as if he were trying to find something he had lost. "It's gone, Ash," Zane wheezed, looking up at his brother. "The howl... the silver... I can't find it. I’m empty."