روايات وقصص ضمن Zari Tomaz

"H-How did that happen?" Cadmus wasn’t even surprised. He knows it; the book of prophecy tells it. He also believed that Emily is the most powerful Luna who wields the power of the Moon Goddess. Emily looked at Taurus, expressionless. "Because I am the powerful Luna, I can kill in just a snap." She answered. Taurus glanced at Cadmus. His eyes were confused. "Is it... true, Cadmus?" Cadmus nodded his head, but still, his eyes were directed at Emily. "The prophecy tells it." "She's superior, who holds the most powerful power of the Moon Goddess," he explained.

Ingrid was a little hesitant to obey her alpha’s order since her health was at stake, and considering the fact that she just returned from a warfare and was supposed to eat healthy foods to help revitalize her system. “Yes, alpha.” Ingrid, who was in no position to question her alpha’s orders quietly replied, and started her way to the kitchen. “On second thoughts, I think I’ll like to have chilate de pollo (a fiery chicken soup) for lunch.” Isabel’s voice halted Ingrid in her tracks. “Still… Don’t forget my bottle of tequila.” She concluded through mind link before heading upstairs. She needed something hot and spicy as her emotions were all over the place. She needed something to keep her

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Thank you. Zairo Lee

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

It breaks my heart a little more that Zander doesn’t want to share this with me. As I look around, my eyes collide with intense hazel ones, staring at me in disbelief. His scent engulfs meand it is suddenly harder to breathe. I fidget, a little uneasy with his gaze. I didn't realize he wouldn’t want me to be here. I at least thought he would be somewhat happy that I was here. I could feel Kia stirring. She is already ten times stronger than she had been all week, nearly back to her full strength.

Aranjo grows up to be a good-natured spoiled girl. After getting tired, Aranjo hugged the raging goose and said, "I'm sorry! I'm just kidding!" Instantly, the goose calmed down and jumped away leaving him. Aranjo knows he has a very powerful seduction ability. His every wish and apology will always be granted. Aranjo, feels very lucky. "What is it, Mom?" Aranjo asked Mrs. Ji. "Tomorrow is your 15th birthday! Quickly go to your lady's tavern and buy flour! Mom will bake a cake for you tomorrow!" The mother said

She smiles, and I chuckle. “Yes, it does.” She smiles again. “I, Zara Perl, accept you, Aiden Stone as my mate and my future.” She says, surprising me. And I feel our bond grow a little stronger.

Zara said, her voice clear, steady, and surprisingly loud, “because my father built the foundations you are all standing on. I am here because the man you call a threat risked his life to keep this system alive. And I am here…” She paused, letting her eyes sweep over everyone present. “…because unlike some of you who sit comfortably in your towers while the world burns… I have faced the enemy. I have seen The Void. I have fought beside Adrian. And I am still standing.” She looked back at Marcus, a small, confident smile playing on her lips. “And as for being fragile… you should ask the men who tried to capture me how ‘fragile’ I am. Or perhaps you’d like to find out for yourself?”

ZARA You want me to—what—pose for the same audience painting me as a homewrecker? KEMI (V.O.) No. I want you to remind them you’re more than the wife. You’re Zara Tunde. Pregnant. Gorgeous. Grace under pressure. We time it right—just one photo, even—let them question their whole narrative. A long pause. Zara runs her hand over her stomach again. ZARA I don’t know if I’m ready for that.