Novelas y relatos de Zenith

Yvrozz proposed with a smile on his face, looking directly at the woman who was trying to see through him, scanning him from up to down to see if he was worth paying attention to. "What's your name?"The woman asked. "Yvrozz. How about you?" "Zenith.” She said while scrolling and typing on her phone. "So, now that you know my name, are you accepting me to become your husband and bear my child?" Yvrozz asked her, and Zenith flinched as she let out a heavy sigh before she turned off her phone.

And I wonder what's in this package. I can not wait to ride in the limousine I see from a distance. This is going to be fun. ^^^^

The cryo-tubes and tethers anchoring me to the capsule automatically release themselves and retract into the monitor. My brain is hammering against my skull. Is this part of the rejuvenation process? The lid of the capsule automatically lifts. Clumsily, I stand. Biometric alarms echo throughout the compartment. My companions, Judah and Peter, are missing from their pods. I can see the automatic rehabilitation machine moving along its tracks towards Beth’s capsule. Nothing can be achieved by waiting for Beth to be revived, so I stumble towards the hatch separating the cryonic area from the bridge and press the auto control.

Right now I didn’t even care that all the lights in the house were on. It was a thirty minute drive to Theodore’s. The ride was slow and quiet. We were all lost in our thoughts. The dull sound of the tires on the tarmac and the smooth rev of the engine were the only sound that dominated the car through out the entire ride. In a distance, the mansion that hosted most members of the coven appeared. It was a magnificent view and no matter how upset I was I had to appreciate the view. all the lights in the mansion were turned on. I guess they stayed up for me. I feel so special. Not.

"This time, I won't let you escape from me. You like to hide? I will play with you…" *** The following day, as usual Zenith went out to bask in the sunrise. Sitting in her wheelchair, she looked up and gazed at the sky. The rays illuminating from the sun brightens up the dark portion of clouds… It looks similar to a bird's feather, snowy white! 'How beautiful…' she thought. 'Why didn't I notice such a beautiful sight before?' Thinking of the past, she even wondered how she lived without appreciating nature when it was so beautiful, especially the sunrise. It was such a spectacular scene that unfolded every day.

That did it. The sky turned black in an instant. Zach was no longer sprawled on the grass but now standing straight, oozing this dreadful miasma. Julia can feel the pain, but the sight of sky black, crimson, and dark violet in color was something, not even the pain can make her forget. To top it all off, she suddenly found it hard to breathe. This is no longer Titan's power but Zach's.

Grasshopper was stumped, but he could not resist a little bragging. Alexander cursed inwardly. Treasures within reach, yet untouchable. Just when he was about to give up, Arthur's lips curled into a sly grin, and he dropped a clue. "Mister Kane, there's a Sect named Zenith Order in Barrowbay, about a hundred kilometers from here. He can crack the Thousand Mechanism Burst." Alexander's head throbbed with irritation. Arthur had the answer all along but chose to play coy. "Fine, show me the way. If you can bust this lock open, I'll owe you one."

he fantasized. Suddenly, Zenith's assistant interrupted his thoughts. "Boss, boss, boss!" he called out, trying to get his attention. Zenith was disappointed to see his assistant's face instead of the woman's face from his daydream. "What are you doing in my office?" he asked. "You should have allowed me to kiss her first!" Zenith muttered to himself. "It's time to go home," Titus, his assistant, said innocently. "Don't tell me you woke me up just so that I can go home?" Zenith asked.

Eliana said, pointing to a frosted glass panel leading to a side room. Baraka looked. It was the 'Six' logo, but it was different from the sleek, modern design he had seen at the Hive. This one looked older, more industrial. Beneath the logo, faded black letters read: PROJECT ZENITH - MOUNT MERU OBSERVATION POST. "Observation post?" Baraka echoed, frowning. "Observing what? We're a mile underground."

Across from her, Miguel, our design head, was sketching something on his tablet, as if inspiration had already struck. I tapped my folder against the table to bring them all to attention. “All right, everyone. Let’s zero in.” I started. “Zenith Edge is now our partner as you all know, I want us to start with one of their highest-potential subsidiaries: SustainaTech.” I let the name hang for a moment before leaning forward.