Zane Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Many years passed, but every birthday, I got a postcard without a name or an address, and I knew it came from her, my baby sister, until suddenly they stopped. My parents were killed, and I took the crown. I made it my life's mission to change things around, so one day my sister could come back home. I searched for her far and wide, and I never heard from her again. It was as if she had fallen from the face of the Earth. I looked at Zane, and he shrugged his shoulders. We were not there for this, but maybe, just maybe, things will start making sense after this conversation. "Zane is an orphan... he was one of the rescued teenagers from the human facility," I said, and Zane nodded. "Here, th

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.

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.

The fire outside had burned down to embers, leaving only the faintest glow filtering through the layer of our tent. And beside me, Zane was shaking. Not the seizure-like shaking, more of a constant tremor that ran through his entire body, making the bedroll rustle with each shudder. My eyes adjusted slowly to the darkness, and I could make out his form. He lay on his back, one arm thrown over his face, his chest rising and falling with harsh, uneven breaths. The scent of blood was stronger now. Accompanied by some other scent that made my wolf whine with distress.

Maya. After all the drama, Zane wanted to fire Harlow. But after some serious thinking between the two of us, Zane decided to sell back the company to the previous owners. Mr. Milner had realised it had been a bad decision to sell of his family legacy. Thankfully, Zane didn’t want it anymore.

A faint rustle of pages somewhere in the distance. Zane seemed completely absorbed in his books. Every now and then he’d underline his book. Everything about him seemed arranged… And there was his book—covered in hasty notes and crossed lines. Perfect and messy at the same time. It was… strange. Watching him. This was the first time we were alone somewhere that wasn’t his bedroom. Or the locker room or shower, where we have to act like we weren’t fucking. My eyes drifted back to my book, then back to him. Back to my book. Then back to him again.

It was eleven o'clock at this point so Zane decided he had enough story time and bid a farewell to them and walked out. He walked to his barracks and went inside, he locked the door to his room and undressed. He set his weapons on the nightstand. Zane got into bed, since he did not have patrol tomorrow he didn’t set my alarm. He was exhausted so he passed out almost instantly. Zane woke up, as he heard something shrieking in the night. He listened closely and he heard it again. A loud shriek low and guttural, followed by a howl that was shrill and also guttural. Pales, he thought. They must be migrating to the city due to an absence of food in others. He looked at his alarm clock and it said

Zane As I sat with my personal cabinet, discussing the intricate details of our latest ventures, the atmosphere in the room was a mix of intensity and confidence. We had been working tirelessly to expand our influence, and the success of our operations depended heavily on precision and secrecy. My advisors, each an expert in their field, were laying out the plans with meticulous care. Just as my chief strategist, Lila, was about to present her latest analysis on our territorial gains, the door swung open with a force that silenced the room.

Zane clasped her waist tightly but securely so as not to hurt her wounds with his one hand and held her small hand with his other hand, pressing her onto his chest. "No matter who YOU are. No matter what YOUR existence is. YOU are the only light in MY life. I will do my best to explore YOUR Existence and then TAME YOU, CAGE YOU by my side forever . ." Zane whispered in between the kisses. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

The latter said then disappeared. Zane left right after what happened in the library, she couldn’t bring the book with her since she knows it would be chaotic, and it is not a book that she should hold. Her plan is to find the original copy, if her parents are really Selena and Gavin, then she must be the only one who can find the book because when she held the one that Ferlin gave her, she felt the book refusing her touch, she really was not meant to hold anything except the one that was blessed by the moon goddess, Meiko herself.