Zenith Book Novels & Stories

The client was a ghost. Not literally—Isabella Voss had filled that role for a decade—but metaphorically. The entity known as Zenith Retail didn't have a headquarters. It didn't have a public CEO. It had a valuation of two trillion dollars and a desire to reinvent the concept of shopping. Liam sat at the head of the conference table. He wore his serious suit. The navy one. "Thank you for seeing us," the representative said. Her name was Ms. Wu. She wore glasses that cost more than a Honda and projected an air of terrifying competence.

"Can I return it? No receipt, but maybe store credit?" He actually snorted. A real sound. From Rivener. She stared at him. "Did... did you just laugh?" "No." "You totally did! That was absolutely a laugh!" "It was an exhale." "With tone." Rivener leaned closer, fingertips brushing hers as he tapped the map. The contact was soft. Unintentional. Maybe. It still sent a warm spark up her arm. "We'll go here at sunset," he said, pointing to a forest clearing marked with a crescent. "It's where the barrier between the physical and the spectral thins. The Sentinel may appear again."

Zenith made her way to Bryan’s room, her footsteps light on the marble floor in the corridors of the palace. She had returned only a few days prior from her father’s final funeral, and now she was back, fulfilling her duties as Bryan’s personal assistant. She reached Bryan’s door and raised her hand to knock, but the door didn’t budge when she tried the handle. It was locked. Zenith frowned, glancing down the hallway as though expecting to see someone who could offer an explanation. But the hall was silent.

“Now accept my rejection or I will do it again and again until you do. Or I will kill you. Either way, I am good.” In between breaths, he accepted her rejection. He yelled afterwards, like he had just been stabbed. Elizabeth swayed, so I rushed in and caught her, gosh she smelled sweet. I had never noticed it before, but I do now. She snuggled into my arms. “Mate,” Zen told me. No way, the goddess doesn’t work that fast, does she? I looked down at her while she looked up at me, giving me half a grin. I guess the goddess works that quickly. That is when I could see Summer out of the corner of my eye.

Since all of the members of the VMS Council are loyal and a personal choice of the Queen, it gives us a relief somehow, but by any chance, we are on our guard at all times. Since then, everyone is more eager to do their best and 24/7 awake and on guard at all times, missing no one. Everybody is subject to checking for security purposes upon entering the City of Zeurion. Every corner part of Zeurions walls and forest has checkpoints, including Dothan and Nahor, since they are under Queen Dorrainne's domination. I was back in my senses when Alfonso snapped inside my head. [Althea! Are you okay? You look so pale and sick---shit! I'm sorry, Love.]

Unknown Location Zenith Tower The Zenith Tower was in panic, so as the councils. They couldn't seat on their high thrones anymore, they could only walk around aimlessly and sympathetic. Their minds were completely hindered, clouded and renounced. Amelia thought she could easily manipulate them into telling the truth she already knows, they're thousands of years older, virtually older than most countries before their genesis. They are vast in knowledge and experience, deception doesn't work with them. They're far exceptional.

Zenith asked , ready to get rid of her "7 pm. Today" Zenith didn't reply, she just walked out heading into the hallway. Liberty was happy that everything was going on as planned. The next thing she needed to do was to ask get to know more about her before moving to her mate. **** Liberty had already prepared everything, waiting for the appointed time to come so she could meet Zenith. 7pm. Zenith doesn't bother to look good. She just wore a grey nike track suit with a pair of boots and her phone in her hands. She wanted to tell Ellie but she knew Ellie would definitely freak out so she didn't bother telling her.

“Who is there?” Nyx’s hands trembled as she peeped at him through one of the books on the shelves. “Who is there?” Zenith asked again, staring at the place the sound had come from. When he saw that the person was not coming outside, he stepped out from the desk and slowly stalked the place with his eyes keenly. He could not make out the person’s scent because of his injury and his Lycan beast not helping him but something seemed to shift within him as he got to the place. His Lycan beast moved and his eyes widened as he locked eye contact with the lady before him. His mate- His slave.

ZION We were sitting in the local library trying to figure out the best chemistry project to do for the science fair. Since the school was so small, they didn't have a library so we had to use the one in town. Not many people came to the place though, only a few seats were taken with students who finished school about an hour ago. An old lady sat behind the counter at the entrance. Her head buried into a book and not paying attention to the people around her. The only time she picked up her head was when someone spoke above a whisper, shooting them a deadly glare before returning to her book.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. The Nearness of You (The Thorntons Book 1) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief