Romans & histoires Zenless Zone Zero Crossover Fanfiction

She found herself tracing the lines of his biceps, marveling at the raw power that lay beneath his skin. As they locked eyes, Aqua felt a surge of electricity pass between them, the intensity of their connection almost tangible. And in that moment, she knew she couldn't resist any longer. Leaning in, she pressed her lips to his, savoring the taste of him against her mouth. Damon responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around her as he pulled her closer. Aqua's hands roamed freely, exploring every inch of his body as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. But as their kiss deepened,Aqua's mind began to wander. In the midst of their embrace, she caught a vision—a flash of a wolf running

The year I started middle school, my parents solemnly handed my sister and me each a bank card. "This is your college fund. There's 100,000 dollars in each one. The password is your birthday. Don't touch it unless it's truly an emergency." I listened. I treated that card like a treasure. I never bought a single new piece of clothing. Even my worn-out canvas shoes got patched with glue and worn again. I thought that if I was just responsible enough, I'd live up to my parents' idea of "fairness." Then, after the SATs ended, I wanted to use the money on the card for a graduation trip with my classmates. Instead, the ATM screen flashed a number that burned my eyes: [Balance: $0.00]. At th

Gilbert asked, sitting opposites in his chair. Nathan tiredly inclined his head to look at him, “I’m fine. Just that I can’t find big bro Zeth since awhile ago, and the series I am currently reading were already finished. Author Crossfinger is really great. Ugh I felt empty right now, I want to see Zeth.” Just after he mentioned it, Zitrey emerge in the entryway walking towards them. Hands are in the pants pocket. She just simply walked there with her casual clothes of an oversized black T-shirt and a pants yet all the air that surrounds hers were like shouting she’s cool and handsome.

I say with a smile as his eyes find mine. ******************************************* Eight Years Later Zion's P.O.V. "Odett, where are Zander & Zerina?" I ask her as I walk into the suite. "I think EE is making them fix the rose bushes they messed up in her garden." She answers as she continues working on her vampire history homework.

Zelena. Nerves skittered across my skin as I pushed the door and let it slowly swing open. I stood in the doorway on full display. I let my hands dangle at my sides, fighting the urge to cover myself from him, as I took in the shocked look on Gunner's face. His mouth dropped open, and he stared at me, a dark and ravenous gleam flashed over his face. A low seductive growl came from deep inside him, making my legs tingle. He crawled across the floor to my feet, grabbed my ankle, and lifted it to his shoulder. He bit down on the top of my foot and slowly dragged his teeth up my leg, all the way to my inner thigh, where he then bit down again. His growl was doing something to me, I felt the wetn

“I want to protect you, Blair. I don't trust Owen. He is a shameless dog; he will keep hounding you until he thinks he can get you into his bed.” “And what? You won’t let him because you’ve already marked me as yours?” I tilted my head, my voice low and taunting. “What if I told you I’ve already been with someone else? What if I’m not as completely yours as you think?” The temperature in the room seemed to drop. Zayn closed the distance and wrapped his hand around my throat — not enough to hurt, but enough to remind me of the power he held. His face was barely an inch from mine, his breath hot against my skin.

The protest died before it could leave his throat. Vivienne leaned forward, closing the distance, pressing her lips to his. No hesitation. No pause. No room left to retreat. The world stopped for a heartbeat. Cedar and cold air mixed with iron and blood, curling between them. Heat rose from every point of contact. Not technology. Not protocol. Just them. The Zero Gene inside him reacted. A connection sparked between them. A bond forming in the deepest layers of their bodies, consuming the pulse that tried to sever it.

"Zane, you didn't actually fall for Cassidy, did you? You left such an important meeting the moment you heard she was hurt." Zane chuckled. "You're overthinking it. I just didn't want anyone dying. Handling something like that would be a real headache." The other person went silent for a moment. "Fair enough. If you actually loved her, you wouldn't have gotten yourself a new woman. By the way, how's your new plaything in bed?" Zane exhaled cigarette smoke slowly, as if savoring it. "She's pretty good, way wilder than Cassidy, but it gets boring after a while. Once Cassidy's better, I'll sleep with her a few more times. She's much more refreshing."

"Close your eyes." "Ugh, not again," Zane growled, scowling at Asher. "The last time I trusted you...." "Please, Zane." Asher interrupted him, blinking his eyes up at him. "It will just take a minute. Please." Zane must have fallen asleep at the office and fallen into this alternate universe where Asher was a sweet omega and Zane would do anything to please him. He couldn't believe he closed his eyes now. "Are you sure they are closed?" Asher's voice reached him in the dark.. "How many fingers do I have up?"

The rest of the appointment blurred from measurements, heartbeat, printouts all while she felt his stare on her profile, as if he were cataloging every refusal, every inch of her he no longer controlled. When they stepped into the corridor, he spoke quietly, almost conversational. “You can hate me all you want, Alessia. But you’re carrying a piece of me.” She didn’t look at him. “And that doesn’t give you the right to stand this close.” He smiled without warmth. “We’ll see about that.” *********** Zane sat in his study, the skyline glittering beyond the glass like it existed just for him. The city was quiet at this height, almost obedient. His fingers tapped the mahogany desk in a slow, cont