Zane X Gene Novels & Stories

As a habit he folded the arms of his shirt up, his muscles were showing that; he does gym regularly. He saw his reflection in the mirror. Zane has dark black hair with deep brown eyes, curled lashes and arched eyebrows. He has a grain complex and a mere stubble beard and moustache. He has a sharp jaw with a peaked nose and full lips. Overall, the man is very handsome. After giving him a final look he moved away from the dressing mirror. He took his phone and checked for any calls or messages but there was nothing, he put his wallet in the back pocket of his jeans. He put his files in his laptop bag and took the keys from the bedside table and came out of his room. Zane locked the door of his

Robin pointed out. “The XP zombies were designed from our genes. What if they not only share our genes but weaknesses too?”

The satisfying soreness between my legs reminds me of the great ending to our night. I know tomorrow will bring some things that might be hard to process. I’m ready for them, but right now, I want to bask in a great first mission we had. I have to admit Zane did not disappoint, and watching him in action was badass and slightly terrifying. The aura that comes from him is strong, but if there is even a sliver of truth to Ghost's statement, then Zane’s aura makes sense. I honestly don’t know the full details of Zane’s powers and abilities. I just know he’s slightly different from everyone else in his coven. All I know is that I’m glad I’m someone Zane loves because I would not want to be his e

Zane uttered, pouting his little mouth in anger. Zara sighs, crouching down to his size as she looks at the little boy who has a striking resemblance to her__Zane didn't take after his father. Instead, he looked like Zara, although his eyes were different. And unlike Zara's honey brown eyes, Zane had Sapphire blue eyes like his father. "Zane, you have to stay away from the bad man and woman(King Luther and Myla) or they'd hurt you. Please, Zane, listen to your mother," Zara pleaded.

I could feel my heartbeat increasing. "Fuck!" Lorenzo cursed. "I'm out too" he said swapping swapping his rifle with his Beretta, he cocked it and sent a bullet to the head of a zed that got dangerously close to the pallet walls, with it's brain matter splattering on the pallet. The stench of decay filled the air immediately but we didn't give a damn, we're used to it anyways. "Smith try to contact Dave or Mark, Austin will cover your position" I said slapping off one of the infected that tried to climb the forklift with my gun.

Why did he summon me to witness such tomfoolery? “Just what is the meaning of this, Zane? What nonsense are these people spouting right now?” I demanded, the anger, confusion and just a hint of fear bubbling to a boiling point. “I'm sorry, Rion but I don't have the answers you need. All they told me was that you're the son of Alpha Xyne, the heir to the Blue Solstice Pack and they needed to prove that to you in person. It sounded bizarre to me as well but there's truly no harm in hearing them out at least. This concerns your future and your identity, I couldn't just sweep it under the rug.” Zane explained and I've never wanted to punch him so much in my life.

“But then… how? Solane—” “Was conceived through IVF,” Celeste interrupted, her voice calm and cutting. “Zane’s half-brother, Henry Blackwood…may he rest in peace, had azoospermia.” “...A condition that made him completely infertile. His wife…may she also rest in peace—was desperate for a child. They didn’t want a stranger’s DNA. They begged us.” She met Melissa’s gaze without blinking. “Zane agreed to donate. That’s all. There was no affair. No secret romance. Just family trying to help family.”

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.

"Are you sure he defeated Zane?" The female assistant held a document and playfully stuck out her tongue. "I'm not sure. It's just gossip and Zane himself doesn't admit it. No one can be sure if it's true or not." "Still, I don't think it's possible. Rumor has it that Alexander is only in his mid-twenties. He can't be able to defeat Zane, no matter how powerful he might be." "Well, we know Zane. He's the head of the Yanker family, a hallowed fighter realm supreme grand martial. Oh, Miss Xanthos, why are you so concerned about Alexander? Do you know him?"