Zari Tomaz Novels & Stories

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

Zara I sat down on a comfy office chair, the place was very beautiful and the interior was white. Well, this was Xavier's office, Maya had told me to wait in here for him to return. I looked around carefully and didn’t fail to notice the huge wolf head in the room, it was a decoration. Feeling bored, I decided to FaceTime Lizzo, I knew she probably missed me at the moment, I always spoke to her by this time of the day. She immediately picked up the call and the minute she saw me, she yelled.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

VICTORIA I was fighting the urge to wring my hands just to wipe the sweat off my palms. I was nervous and excited all at once, watching Lorenzo behind the podium as he answered questions from the press. I sat in the front row with Angelo and the security detail, in our VIP section, the place everyone kept looking at but no one was allowed to approach with questions. Luna Nera was going to be a success. I had no doubt about that. In a nation where infertility and low birth rates were hitting hard, it felt like a little spark of hope.

His hairstyle was a little bit weird, though, and when he spoke into the microphone in a feminine way, I knew that he was a beautiful gay. “Lovely evening, ladies and gentlemen! I am Kenneth Zamora, and I am your pretty host for tonight’s welcoming party for our distinguished, special guest who is the owner of Z Malls in the United States of America with its other branches worldwide. She is also a well-known sponsor of different public schools and non-profit organizations to help the poor. She finished in Law Harvard School and is a successful lawyer who won a lot of cases in years of her career,” he said. “I would like to introduce to you, the one and only, Ms. Zeana Tan.”

“I can’t help it. I want to ignore things. But being who I am, it is not exactly easy to do so.” She smiled faintly. “Then maybe let me help with that job sometimes. I am more than willing to help carry that burden with you.” I said nothing, just pressed a kiss to her hair. But as she relaxed in my arms, my mind wasn’t quiet. Lorenzo D’Amaris. A name that came from nowhere, clean background, smooth entry, too smooth. The two of us walked to our bed, and I smiled as she curled up beside me as I wrapped my arm around her.

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

The host introduced us: “Mr. Renzo Dominico, visionary behind the Dominico Empire, alongside the miracle healer whose techniques have defied medical expectations across continents. Her true identity remains unknown and would like to be kept that way.” I exhaled. Of course, she wouldn't tell them her real name for now. My lips curved into a slow smile as the audience applauded. Zaria, my miracle healer for tonight, placed her hand lightly on my forearm, but the contact burned. Her fingers trembled just enough for me to notice. I leaned in as if to adjust the microphone, but my breath brushed her ear. “You look composed, Doctor. But I can feel your pulse racing. Still angry about our little di

“Please. Don’t let him take everything. You’re better than this.” “Enough!” Tom barked, his voice echoing off the cavern walls. He strode toward me, his expression twisted with anger. “You think you can turn her against me? You think your words mean anything here?” “They mean more than your threats ever will,” I said, meeting his gaze without flinching. Tom’s lips curled into a snarl, but before he could respond, a sharp, clear voice rang out. “She’s right.” Everyone froze. Zara stepped forward, her hands trembling but her chin held high. “She’s right, Tom. This isn’t what I wanted. This isn’t who I am.”

said Zara, angrily. “Mum, I am already grounded for three days,” she said sadly. “I don’t anything, I am still angry Hania, you could have injured yourself while driving yourself or worst, dancing with those senior boys, you could have been harassed or raped,” Zara was angry. Her father, Adam Ibrahim Kardaar was reading a book relating to species of animals, he is a Herpetologist, something she got from him in her genes. He works in the army in the position of top researcher at the Pakistan Army Medical Research Institute for infectious diseases. Her mother, Zara Adam Kardaar (nee Khan) is an epidemiologist at the Centre for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC).