Zenless Zone Zero Ben Bigger Novels & Stories

The zoned Alpha's eyes flashed, and he only gave a warning snarl, "but I already have the base components from patient Zero's case. Given that, I'm fairly confident that I can refine the formula and remove the side effects a little faster." "How little is a little faster?" "I don't know, but I may be able to dezone you before the race next week." Ethan literally melted into the table, sagging with relief. "Well then, get to work." "Not so fast." Zane held up Ethan's phone. "You can't just go off the grid for a week. So you'd speak to everyone who'd care about your whereabouts and tell them you're taking a trip for the week." "You're a psychopath." Ethan spat.

I don’t know how, but I can always sense when he’s close. Taking a deep breath, I push the door open. Zane stands in the center of the room, dressed in a black leather jacket and jeans with a white polo underneath. His leather boots complete the look. His dark hair is smoothly brushed. Oh, God, his rich, intoxicating scent—a blend of spice and earth—wraps around me, reeling me in. His look is to die for. He seems… brighter, better. He looks fully healed—surprisingly so, considering how weak he was just yesterday. I thought he’d be down for at least a week. But now he stands tall, his powerful body coiled like a predator waiting for its prey—me.

Zenon is one of the strongest in this world and his powers are not to be trifled with. A little while later, Zenon jumped down the platform and walked toward his group. But Zenon stopped walking when he met our gaze and his eyes widened in shock as he looked at Leena and me. He stood there frozen as if he saw a ghost or something. I smiled at him and waved; he got back into his trance while rubbing his eyes as though he was hallucinating. Leena and I chuckled at his reaction. His expression lifted and quickly headed our way in a hurry.

Tia asked. "We are not toys, little girl," the one that bit Zander replied. "And I am Zipper and I don't like the big dumb werewolf right there," she pointed at Zander while she stuck her tongue out. She had a a puny brown beard and a sweet pepper-shaped nose, too. The teeniest one was standing there, looking at them like he was bored. "And you?" Julia questioned. She noticed how handsome the tiniest one was. He was ten times smaller than the other two.

So now, Larrisa and I are growing to care for him. I’m not exaggerating when I say that Zane is built like a tank. As a Gamma, it’s in his genes to grow over seven feet tall and at this point he’s damn near seven feet tall, already at six feet eleven inches. He’s bulky, with ripped muscles that could make any woman swoon. He could pass for Chris Hemsworth’s identical twin, I suppose, but a younger bulkier version of him. His attitude towards me and women in general has always been a turnoff for me, but now that he’s changing, I can see that the man is stacked and hotter than hell.

He stroked his cock slowly and my breath caught. I’d seen Zarek's and Ziven's before, but Zane— Holy fuck. Could they be any more perfect?! Zane's is fucking huge! Thick, heavy, and rock-hard, the head flushed dark and already leaking with pre-cum. The shaft was long and veined, curving slightly upward, easily the thickest I’d ever seen. It looked almost too big. Ziven noticed my wide-eyed stare and chuckled darkly behind me. “Look at her face,” he said, now gripping my throat. “She’s scared of how big you are, brother.”

Below her, on the vast plain of the desk, the rest of the pack was struggling with the Physics-Shock. Zane was hunched over, his hands pressed against the wood-grain laminate. To him, the desk was a continent, and the gravity of this higher dimension was crushing his Sovereign-frame. His obsidian skin was dulling, turning into a matte-grey carbon fiber as the room’s ambient light refused to render his "Divine" properties. Kael was staring at the glowing blue LED of the computer’s power button. To a boy made of data-fire, that single light was a sun—a raw, uncurated source of energy that made his own blue-hex flames look like a flickering match.

I stood beside Zane while he stared at the options like it was a life-or-death decision. I glanced at him beside me, realizing I’d never really considered how much taller he was. Not like Callum, Callum towered, all muscle and intimidation. Zane was tall too, but leaner, wiry in that slippery sort of way. I narrowed my eyes. I could take him down if the time ever came. “I swear they had Blue Voltage Blast last week,” he muttered. “Why would they remove the best one?” “Tragic,” I said flatly. “Do you want to light a candle for it?”

We were going to perform ‘Senorita by Shawn Medes and Camilla Cabello’ and I was sweating profusely as we drove through the Ark Town and headed towards New Bryxton Town for the competition. I lied to my brothers as I told them that I will be with Tessa for the entire day as well have to work on a school project, when in reality here I am with Zane, driving in his posh car which feels so cool to drive in. No wonder not only girls but also boys fall at his feet, this car is his impression of superiority. Wearing his Ray Bans and looking as confident and handsome as ever, he drove the car smoothly, with just using one palm. The other one was resting next to my thigh and I wished he’d put it on

The man begs to her but she doesn't pay any heed to his any words and ask him to go after giving him his money One employee says to his colleagues "He really thought he had bought Zoya Siddiqui just because he was paying a small amount of money." To which his colleague replies sarcastically "Naive!" On the other side Zoya gets down from her black Bentley and enters into the a building named 'White Rose Kindergarten and Day Care'