Zelda Zanders Novels & Stories

she asked warmly. “This young man refuses to eat his food.“ The nurse answered, looking at Zander pointedly. Zander, noticing her, grinned and pointed at the nurse. “I like this one. She’s cute and knows I’m a man, not some little boy!” With a smirk, Zelda teased him, “Then if you’re a man, you don’t need anyone to feed you, right? You can eat on your own.” The maid looked relieved. “I’m so glad you’re here, Miss Zelda. Let me take a quick break. I’ll come back soon,” she said, leaving.

You are going to be late for practice," her dad yelled at her from somewhere beyond her room at six in the morning on a Saturday. Maybe a little introduction of these she-wolves would do. This is Zoe Zanders. She lives in Amsterdam, Netherlands. She had lived there all her life. Mind you, she thinks she is not a very attractive person. To go straight to the very painful point! She thinks she is the definition of ugly. When I say ugly, that's what she thinks she truly is. You probably don't believe what I just said, but here's a little detailing of her that I bet will make you believe her.

Elliot's sister, Dawn, became a central figure in these recollections, a source of camaraderie and understanding during Zelda's most challenging moments. As the waves rhythmically crashed against the shore, Zelda wove a tapestry of stories, recounting the trials and triumphs of her hunting experiences. She spoke of the exhilaration of the chase, the primal instincts that guided her, and the bonds forged with her fellow hunters, including Dawn. Through her words, Elliot glimpsed the depths of Zelda's resilience and the strength she possessed within.

Zelda One year later We were just putting the final touches to baby Zander’s room. We had decided to move to another area of the castle as it gave us more space which we needed with two children. Zelena was just coming up to 3 years old and doted on her baby brother constantly. Zac as also over the moon we had a boy, Zelena was a daddy’s girl for sure and they had a special bond, but I think Zac was relieved he wasn’t so outnumbered now.

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.

I snapped out of the trance and fell back into and shifted back into my work mode, I was here to work not to fall into a face obsession with a man that I'd probably never be able to match up to his status in thousands of years. " Yes sir, I'll be your help for the night," I said motioning with my hands a space reserved for him. " Mr. Zanders ," a lady in a black short skirt, and a red velvet shirt, walked behind him, her hair looked like it had just been styled and her makeup looked too fresh for a night in a bar. He turned to look at her, squinting his eyes in a ridiculous way before he turned back to look at me. I trotted in front of him, leading him to the reserved space for him.

Enni's POV My heart pounded like a drum as I picked up the call from the mysterious lady, Zea. Her voice was hushed as if she held a secret of utmost importance. She wasted no time, urging me to meet her at a specified location within a mere two hours. The question echoed in my mind: What could this meeting possibly entail? Would it be a perilous adventure or an exhilarating experience? I tried to rein in my imagination, but my thoughts spiralled out of control, refusing to be tamed.

Ari held tight to her mare’s reins as she carefully maneuvered through the thick grove of trees that bordered Center Land Village. She wore an expression of concern and disappointment. She’d been searching for the Schiele family for almost five years. The girl that she met hunting on the edge of zombie territory, Kendra, fit the description, but she couldn’t be sure without knowing her family name. Was she the daughter of the two scientists who’d unleashed the zombie virus?

I scrunched up my face, thinking about how I was supposed to make everything up. “Don’t worry about that. Lizzie will do it. She is great with all that.” Romy took a dress off the rack, heading towards the bathroom. “Since Anders is paying for the dresses, I think I will try on one as well.” She laughed, heading to the bathroom. Talia’s eyes changed color, indicating that she was mindlinking with someone. “Coral, it seems like one of your guardian wolves has arrived from the Silver Springs Pack. Duncan is waiting with him downstairs.” Talia motioned towards the door. Coral started towards it.

Zane uttered smugly as he sat down in the chair opposite her desk, promptly perching his expensive shoes on top. “What the hell do you know about “these things” anyway, Smith?” She retorted as she shoved his feet off the end of her desk. Zane Smith was a fixer, Reaperr’s fixer, and he was as dangerous as a live grenade. In any other situation, London would have tip-toed around him, giving him a wide birth to do his bidding, but, she could feel the noose around her neck, and this time, not in a good way.