Zane X Aphmau Novels & Stories

This time, all he wanted to be, was violent, but he was tied, very tightly and he was weak, from the Resh Apple. "Xavier, let me go",said Zane, in a low voice. "Let me go Xavier" "How do you know my name?",asked Xavier, stopping abruptly. He motioned his men to walk infront of them. "Just listen to me!",said Zane. "Please. I need to get out of here" "Who are you and how do you know my name? I won't ask again",said Xavier, in a threatening tone.

Aurora's POV Zane let out a hiss as I applied methylated spirit to the deep gash on his back. “Easy,” He grunted out, feeling the burn on his skin. At this point I was trying to hide the tears in my eyes from him. He's going through all of this because of me. It was all my fault. Words couldn't explain the guilt I felt. Kaizen and Zane fought so viciously that I thought they were going to kill each other. They had ripped each other apart and created multiple bruises on their body. The fight would have continued if the warriors hadn't intervened and pulled them apart.

“And more than that, we’re here. We’re not giving up on you.” Zane’s eyes welled with tears, and he looked at us, as if searching for something—an anchor, a reason to hold on. Then he slowly, painfully, reached out and took Avery’s hand, then mine. It was a small gesture, but it felt like a lifeline thrown into the storm. He sagged against us, his shoulders heaving with deep, shuddering breaths. His voice was barely audible, trembling with a mixture of despair and hope. “I don’t know how to stop it. The darkness… it’s too strong. It’s taken everything from me.”

“I can’t, not without knowing where it came from. Dark energy like this doesn’t just appear, it has to be bound to him somehow.” Zane groaned suddenly, his body jerking before falling still again. The sound tore through me. I dropped to my knees beside the bed, cupping his face. “Zane, baby, stay with me,” I whispered. “Please.” His skin was burning now, and when I brushed the sweat from his forehead, his lashes fluttered weakly but didn’t open. The healer began working quickly, pulling out a small pouch of herbs from his coat. He ground them together with trembling fingers, muttering under his breath as he mixed powders into a bowl of water.

of the Deep-Registry. "Zane! You’re the only one heavy enough to move that puck!" Elara roared. Zane threw himself into the path of the Anti-Matter Lead. The impact shattered his shoulder-plate, sending shards of obsidian flying into the void. He let out a roar of pure, biological agony—a sound that shouldn't exist in a world of code. "I’ve spent my whole life being a 'Weight'!" Zane screamed, his eyes glowing with a desperate, amber fire. "Today, I’m the Anchor!"

I wrapped my arms around her, pressing my chin into her hair, whispering things I didn’t know I still believed. “It’s okay,” I murmured. “You’re safe.” For a fleeting moment, I thought maybe she believed me. Maybe we could start again, even if the world outside was burning. But the sound of footsteps shattered that illusion. The door burst open with a loud crack that made Maya jump in my arms. Zane stood in the doorway, rain dripping from his dark hair, his eyes glowing faintly—wolfish, predatory. His presence filled the small apartment like a storm breaking through glass.

I pushed on, footsteps echoing in the empty hall, the sound bouncing off walls, my focus unbreakable, though Liam’s pained face and Lucy’s triumph taunted me, dirty and raw, his body still invading my brain, fucking me in my mind, a distraction I couldn’t allow. I stepped into Zane’s room, the door groaning open as I shoved it, the air thick with herbs and illness. Zane lay on the bed, wasted away, face ashen and slick, eyes hollow, chest rising and falling slow, each breath a fight. The other healers hovered, one with a tray of food, another mixing the herb paste for the Silverbloom, their expressions anxious, waiting.

A flicker of doubt, a hint of uncertainty. "Zane, what's wrong?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "My wolf doesn't sit right on an issue," he replied, shifting uneasily on the bed. "And what would that be?" I asked, truly concerned about the state of his wolf. Zane paused for some seconds before turning to face me. "Xaren's powers were zapped and kept safe in the Aegis stone," he said, turning to face me. "Yes," I said impatiently, shifting on the bed. Where was he heading to?

My mind was filled with the thought of what would happen to me if I were to fall. Hoodie guy’s thumb brushed against the back of my hand, accidentally, I think. But the touch made my stomach flip. I hated how easily it did that. How even now, surrounded by death, my body could still Feel. Focus, Leah. Don’t lose it now. “Almost there,” he muttered under his breath, his eyes never leaving the narrow metal ahead.

I look to Jezebel with a question in my eyes: “what do I do?” Her eyes shimmer with unshed tears and gives me a slight shake of her head, saying ‘do nothing’ and ‘stay alive’. My soul burns with anger for my friend, hatred for her mother, and a hopelessness that I can’t change what is about to happen. “Let’s Begin”. Alpha Jameson steps forward to unite the two. “I, Alpha Jameson, hereby present these two to the Moon Goddess. This is a good pairing between an Alpha male and his soon-to-be Alpha Female. Alpha Hanson, do you take Sahanna as your partner? Do you promise to stand by her side and value her council from this day forward?” “I do.”