Zane's Series Novels & Stories

​Zane reached up and wiped a stray tear of his own, wondering if one year in the same house would be enough to heal them or if it would finally finish them off for good. . . . To be continued..

If that were to happen, he would have no one but himself to blame, but it would be pretty amusing. That was Zane’s one character flaw. He was too nice and didn’t think much of the feelings of others. It was a good trait to have, but it was also a double-sided sword. Where it made one feel good, it hurt another. And it looked like I wasn’t the only one thinking this, as when I look at where Nol stands, I see a look of anger on his face. Smirking, I hug Zane’s shirt closer to myself as we stop in front of a car.

Every step he took was firm and forceful, as though he were going to crush all the lies and deceit beneath his feet. Zane returned to the hospital once more. When Moira spotted him, she gave a guilty and uneasy smile. "Zane, where did you rush off to just now?" she asked. "To collect a corpse," he answered. Zane stared coldly at Moira. His voice was devoid of all emotion. Moira's face instantly paled. She was so terrified that even her pupils trembled. "Impossible!" she instinctively refuted. But then, realizing she had slipped up, she tried to backpedal. "What do you mean by 'collect a corpse?' What are you talking about?"

“Zed," Zane called his name coldly. Zed walked towards us confidently, swaggering. He stood face to face with Zane and stared him in the eyes. “Where is my cable?" Zane didn't say a word back. He tilted his head, checking both of Zane’s hands. Then his eyes moved to mine. “Where's my cable Zane?" My chest hammered. I knew what was about to happen but terrifying enough I didn't know what would come next.

“He won’t die.” “Nor will he get jailed.” “No one in the Larson family will have to deal with outsiders.” “Aunt Nat hates people who don’t keep their promises the most.” “Now’s not the time yet. I’ll bring him back when it's time.” Sally felt a little uncomfortable as she sat back and sipped on her tea whilst watching Zane speak solemnly to whoever was on the other end of the line. He seemed… quite handsome when he was acting seriously. However. The current Zane before her seemed to be a completely different person from the chatterbox Young Master Larson that had been there moments ago.

Zane dragged Serena’s dead body out of the passageway and abandoned it at the entrance where he could easily find it before heading to help the guards find Eve. She was his top priority and it was bad enough that he had already wasted so much time on Serena, that worthless thing. She just had to get in the way, didn't she? He thought, walking through the forest. He sighed heavily. If only she had minded her business, she'd still be alive right now, and Eve would be dead with no trouble.

“I swear, being new must make you a magnet for idiots.” “No joke,” Zane said, appearing out of nowhere next to us with two cups full of some kind of cold liquid in her hands. She handed one to Kim. “I saw those ass-wipes eye-balling you just now too. Leave them and they’ll want to mate with you on the spot.” Kim groaned. “Oh joy.”

Summer said as she charged towards Ji'lahni. Zane heard everything the women were talking about, and it made him think about his grandson. “Zane, I don't know how you're back from the dead, but I’m telling you that you're making a big mistake. You will get one chance to leave and back the way you came.” Maka said half shifting. He looked at all the other men behind Zane recognizing each of them. The first man was the one who held Shawna prisoner and tried to sell and steal their pups. Rane was barely holding himself together, the need to kill the hunter strong within him. The next one was the vampire Gregor, he stood in the back silently. His was eyes scanning the deck and waiting for the pe

Puppy Titan swore more than he fought on the training grounds during our childhood. Zane heartily laughed his way to the sleek, black Mercedes and, with one hand, caught the keys thrown to him by one of his warriors. The two warriors nodded at him and I was sure that he had mindlinked them to keep an eye on me before he slammed the door shut and peeled out of the driveway. It was common knowledge to the both of us that Beta Lenox-Hill was involved in something that I wouldn’t approve of. But what was it? What are you up to, Zane Lenox-Hill?

What could I offer him, a human female who could only bring sorrow to his house? Afterward, Zane and I made love for the morning, which was everything except perfunctory, and thus we were running late, I tried to describe my dream, but Zane, who was so distracted I knew he wasn’t really listening, and he told me to consult the local Luna. Then he kissed me again, and I felt the heat of his body against mine. All right, I thought at the time, once but no more. “I often have hunting dreams,” Zane said while we were sipping our coffee after the girls had gone to the playroom with Dr. Hayes. The PPE was over, but they had first level in few weeks.