Zenless Zone Zero Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Fuck! Was “kissed to death” a COD? I moaned so fucking close to coming, I was nearly bursting at the seams. But a low growl later, and I found myself flat on my back, his soft bed surrounding me with his woodland scent. Zane hovered over me, his eyes an iridescent, vibrant blue that I’d never seen before. So pale blue, they were almost white. Like a wolf!

RYKER I take a deep, deep breath until my lungs fill with oxygen to the brim. I need to calm my tits. “ She knows? ” I exhale and move back to my spot, slumping down over the chair. The genre of the story of my life is changing from Action to Melodrama. Great! Fucking fantastic! “ She…doesn’t. ” Zero nods to himself. “ What a twist of events. So Luna’s sexy friend is giving her a wolf suppressant. And that friend is Zero’s mate. And Zero is a part of our small aware—of—all—secrets group. ” Zio claps his hands, chuckling.

"The coastal station is compromised. There’s an old subway tunnel five miles from here that leads to the 'Dead Zone'—the ruins of the first city. That’s where Life Zero began." ​We ran. ​The five miles felt like five minutes. With the Scythe active, my physical limits were gone. I was a blur of violet light, and Julian—connected to me through the bond—kept pace, his movements fluid and lethal. We were no longer a doctor and a patient; we were two halves of a single, devastating storm. ​We reached the entrance to the "Dead Zone"—a rusted iron gate swallowed by overgrown vines that pulsed with a strange, sickly blue light. This was where the "Modern World" ended and the "Supernatural World" be

Her friends kept laughing beside her, one of them doubled over, wiping at her eyes like this was the funniest thing she'd ever seen. Then, over the heads of the students gathered around, I saw him….Zane. He stood off to the side, near the entrance of the gym, watching the scene unfold. I held his gaze, my teeth pressing together. The corner of his mouth pulled up slowly. I looked away, gathering my things off the ground and shoving them back into my bag. I picked up my bag, grabbed the bicycle, and started walking. The front wheel wobbled as I rolled it beside me, the metal scraping against the ground with every turn.

The one I knew he couldn’t resist. “Urrgghh... fine. If he tries anything stupid I’ll be forced to take over” “Of course boss” I giggled. Zane took a deep breath and closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them, they were ebony. “Mine!” Blaze growled and grabbed my waist possessively moving me onto his laps. He buried his face in the crook of my neck sniffing me off. “Beautiful mate! You’re beautiful and so mine!” He licked my mark and run his tongue over it sending series of chills down my spine.

Zenna breathed carefully as he bowed her waist silently and raised her buttocks and the conservative pajama pants and pajamas were ripped off by him. Daniel grabbed it and threw it under the bed, keeping company with the lonely bath towel. The two people under the quilt became naked, and the only fabric was a pair of panties on Zenna's body. It was just a thin layer of lace, clinging to the p*ssy and the rounded buttocks. Satisfied with this, Daniel raised his head and pecked lightly on Zenna's lips. The softness of her pink lips and the sweet scent of her body rushed into his breath, and he couldn't forget to leave.

He was really bad at situations like that. After all the quarrels the scoundrel took off and ran away towards the forest. Let us just say Fillion followed and their story began on that mark. They developed from being friends between healer and patient to two trusted friends. "Yeah, I need some space from that brother of mine." Zane told the other as he cast some magic at the space before him and just after that little flick from his finger, a little house appeared in front of him. It was small and old. And by the look of things, it seemed as if no one lived in it for many decades now.

I answered with a giggle. “Please, Whiskey, don’t do this” he pleaded dejectedly. His face dropped and his big beautiful blue eyes begged me. For just a second my fists unclenched, just slightly, but enough for the hesitation to sweep through me. I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly felt awfully dry. My heartbeat thumped hard, so hard I could hear it. Could he be right, could Gunner still be my reason to quit my mission? As I watched him, reading him, waiting for a sign of some sort, I caught the movement of his eyes. He looked at something behind me and his face instantly hardened. I snapped my gaze quickly over my shoulder to find what he saw. There she was, fucking Zelena. Of course, I wil

Please comment and support Chapter 13 Nazzy I rolled sleepily from one corner of the bed to another, yawning loudly, I rubbed my sleepy eyes only for me to see an image in front of me, I sprang up from the bed immediately and sitting before me is no other than Vincentte, and he was holding my phone which clearly have Fred's I*******m page on it, “You're back?” I muttered calmly seeing the serious look on his face, “Hmmm” He nodded, and wave the phone on my face,

He reached for Ortiz’s body. “Leave him.” My command cracked through the room. “Answers come first.” “Who the fuck do you think you are?” Anastasia’s screech scraped against my eardrums. Zane paused at the threshold, fingers curling around the door handle. Without turning, he said, “The last person you want to lie to.” Then, over his shoulder, with quiet, vicious pride: “Oh—and she’s my true Luna.” The door slammed. Anastasia’s screamed about whatever the fuck, I didn’t listen or care.