Zari Tomaz Novels & Stories

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Zara Dr. Meyers beams immediately she sees me and offers me a seat. “ Zara! I wasn’t expecting you today but it’s so good to see you” She looks at the Stony- gazed man beside me , “ you came with your husband too. This is great.” Marcello offers her a handshake in his usual professional manner and she accepts it . “ Marcello Andres” “ Sharon Meyers. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Mr. Andres.” “ Likewise”

he cooed, “feast your eyes. A rare piece, never before seen on any platform. White, young and untouched…” I didn’t look up. “…with the body of a Latina.” That made my eyes twitch. “Fiery blood, sultry curves and strong-willed, she's one of a kind.” Still, I scrolled through my phone, uninterested. Then I heard it. “Courtesy of my mother, asshole,” came a sharp, biting voice. My head snapped up. Zaria. There she was, center stage. A silk slip barely covering the bruises on her wrists, her shoulders were trembling, but her chin? High and defiant. Her eyes, despite the fear, still held that stubborn flame.

She is also a lawyer before anything else which adds to her perfect description of being the epitome of a bitch. Rozaine Vizcarra, on the other hand, is the quietest among us. She is very lazy to talk and everyone needs a miracle to even hear a full paragraph from her; and that miracle just happens every time that all five of us come together and then she will talk. Unlike Veronah who is a very proud mean bitch, this woman is more of a silent killer in all ways possible. We are just simply thankful that she is on our side. The only time that she is technically not on my own team is solely because she is the running vice president of Senator Zamora, yes, she belongs to the other party.

Beau points out bluntly, but the King was far convinced. "But she wasn't forced to do it. It was her urge that drove her to touch me like that!" Caius chuckles, unable to hold his thoughts any longer. "This is a major development, Beau! Maybe the next time I provoke her, she'll end up fucking me out of anger." "I don't think..." Beau got silenced halfway from the way he felt the King's dreadful gaze swallow him. "You were saying?" "The Luna is an uptight woman. She doesn’t break rules, so I'm merely trying to point out that it's tricky to keep on approaching her using different ways."

My fiance was running down shirtless while trying to buckle his belt and right behind him, a lady in his shirt was walking down the stairs too. Holy fuck. “Maria?” His eyes widened and my mouth formed an iron 'o'. Wow. “Who is this?” The woman behind him cooed, looking at me with confusion. A stupid slut who had never heard the name. “My name…” I murmured as I removed the engagement ring on my finger. “Is Maria Rodriguez, bitch and bastard!” I threw the ring to the floor and walked out. I was so stupid. How could I not have seen it before? Was I really that oblivious to how he had behaved? God, I was so stupid.

“Fuck!” I cursed silently as I fisted my hands with anger when Matthew Laqueza showed the picture of the man I hated the most. A week has passed since we all met. We are currently discussing information about the enemy to better prepare our moves. "Farro Roque is in charge of the weapons and women they sell on the black market," he said while looking at him seriously. "He's living here in Manila," he added. My forehead knotted at what he just said. I couldn't avoid looking at him badly because of my overflowing emotions.

com Subject: CONFIDENTIAL: Premium Tier-A Contract Marriage Proposal & Asset Division Outline "Tell me I didn't," Zariel breathed, her voice cracking as a bead of sweat rolled down the back of her neck. "Maya, look at the email address. Tell me that says Marcus. Please tell me my thumb slipped and I sent it to my agency partner."

she flashes me a smile, “my name is Zara” “Adele” “I saw you in the group earlier so..” she picks up her soup and start to scoop it into her mouth, “we should stick together as a group, it’s more convenient that way” “Thank you, Zara” The others at the table also introduce themselves. I get to find out that compared to the rest of them, I am the one who can hardly perform any magic. Zara is a fighter and she can do almost everything she wants with her magic, she was a member of the female guards in the palace before deciding to become a full fledged soldier. For a moment I can’t help but feel inferior to them. They all have something to offer and I can only lift cups with my magic and only u

Zara responded, her voice dangerously calm. “Are you sure about that?” Quickly, Zoey made her face him. Seriousness all over his face, he asked, “Do you know who this person is? Just give me a name and I’ll hunt their soul till it becomes nothing but ruins.” Holding onto his triceps, Zaramanni lifted her lids slowly until their eyes locked. Zara shook her head and Zoey’s scattered brows frowned. The Beta was about to sharply give a response but Zara beat him to it.