Zenitsu Novels & Stories

SAGE “This is the contract you both go through it before signing and remember I’m doing this for your interest. But you must know that you try and make things work. The man can not call it quiet but rather the woman. Sage, I’m being very precise because I know how obstinate you tend to be but you know better than to defy me” she states in a warning tone narrowing her stare at me to which I shrugged.

He's a time bomb that can go off at any time. Santo slides open one of the heavy drawers of the solid oak desk and pulls out a brown envelope made of kraft paper. He clamps his cigar between his teeth and pulls out a series of photos he raises in the air. "Do you know what these are, Lulu?" he asks me, his eyes dark. His Italian accent is even stronger than I remembered and has the effect of an ice-cold shower on me. He terrifies me. I say no with my head. Santo gives me a smile that would horrify even the Devil himself. Then he puts his glass on the desk to grab his cigar and blows the smoke to the side.

I would love to know his age, but that would mean speaking to Bastian, and I decided I would remain quiet. Bastian pulled a small square box-like object from his pocket and pointed it at the child. He then touched Jonathan's nose and quickly pulled his finger back. Jonathan's lips tilted up in a smile that grew until his gums and two small bottom teeth showed. Bastian pressed a button on the box. "I will be back in a few minutes. Time works differently here than it does in the earth realm, so don't worry. I just need to give this to Brunya."

Lillith lay there as perfect as ever, her every feature as clear and solid as it was in the waking world. The two boys were there too, though they looked like nothing more than a reflection through a fogged up mirror compared to her. Burney was more defined than Dave's, which surprised me. Usually the closer I was to someone, the more stable they appeared. Burney still shimmered like everyone else, and he definitely had nothing on Lillith's clarity, but it was refreshing to see someone besides Lills that looked almost firm enough to touch.

I can feel my heart pounding at the thought that he will achieve something mischievous. He halts in front of me and looks into my eyes. I can't help but to stare at his. The colour of his eyes is lustrous. Heat is creeping up my neck because his is too close and... too bare. His lips draw a subtle smile before he leans forward so that his lips are near my left earlobe, enough to feel his hot minty breath caressing my neck. A tingling sensation spreads across my numb body which causes goosebumps to emerge on my skin. I can spot the grin in Eren's tone as he whispers huskily in my ear. "I'm sexy and I know it."

Making Takeshi sign in response. “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

It was after all Kuzo. Now where should he begin? Kenshi enters the territory and went inside the house. There few things in there, like a minimalist’s home. In the living room, he sat down on the floor. Deep breathes and he shut his eyes, his powers flowing from his hands to the wooden floor. Black smoke scattered, searching for the answers to his questions.

I just wanted to give them some space since they haven’t had the house to themselves after their wedding. Now with Kayla and I out, and Grace abroad, they were finally all alone. Done with fabric sorting, I was flipping through the papers on my desk when I realised that Nina had dropped my daily delivery of magazines. I started to purchase Youths of Africa Magazines since I got inspiration to design from there sometimes. One of the magazines caught my attention, and I gasped at who I saw. Brian’s image stared back at me, his eyes having this smoldering look in them.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

Beep, beep, beep... Riley hit the snooze button on her phone. Five minutes later, the same annoying alarm sounded, and this time, she didn't ignore it. It was 6 A.M. and she knew she needed to shower and get ready for her breakfast date with Ethan. As she got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom, she heard her phone vibrate, so she ran over and grabbed it to see, "Good morning, beautiful. Meet me at the diner in town for 8?". She beamed and replied with a "heart emoji, see you then," text right back. She placed her phone back down and grabbed her towel, heading for the shower.