Romans & histoires Zenless Zone Zero Fanfiction

His eyes met mine for a split second, and some shared acknowledgment of how aware we were passed between us, Then he deliberately looked away, back to the screen. “Sorry,” he muttered. “This is—I shouldn’t be—” His voice was strained. “You’re my uncle’s mate. This is inappropriate.” The words should have been a splash of cold water. Instead, they made something perverse twist in my chest. Zane doesn’t want me. He made that clear enough. On screen, the lovers reached their climax as the woman’s cries of pleasure echoed through the room. I was trembling now. My body wound so tight I thought I might shatter.

CHAPTER 34 ZIMA'S POV “Now, let’s fix that attitude of yours,” he said suddenly, his tone low but firm. He closed the distance between us, and before I could step back, I found myself pinned between him and the table. His hands, making its way into my thighs. My breath hitched as the air around us grew heavy. “I’m not making deals with Damon about you,” he said, his voice rough, threaded with frustration. “It was a near-death situation, Zee.”

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

Zena’s POV~ My heart sinks into my stomach as I watch the door click shut behind Cade. I just remain seated on the edge of my bed and think back to the conversation we just had. The spring of the bed groans under me. It makes a creaking sound right after. I didn't lie when i mentioned the bed having minor faults. It is in pretty bad condition compared to the ones my mates used. I don't bother thinking about complaining. Staying is pretty much better than staying outside as a rogue.

He caught my lower lip between his teeth, biting down just hard enough to keep my jaw locked, keeping my screams buried in my throat. "I'm here, Luna," Zane called out, his voice shockingly steady, dropping into a lazy, bored drawl that masked the ragged edge of his breathing. "What are you doing in a storage closet?" she snapped, her voice muffled by the wood. "Taking a breather," Zane said smoothly. He didn't stop. He pushed two fingers past the soaked lace, sliding them deep inside me with one slow, deliberate thrust.

he gestured between them “—is a countdown. A temporary stage. Like none of it means anything.” “Isn’t that what it is?” Silence. Lena crossed her arms. “Exactly.” Zane exhaled hard, ran a hand through his hair. “I didn’t ask for this to get messy.” “Well, guess what?” she said, voice rising. “It’s already messy. It got messy the moment you looked at me like I was more than your paper wife.” Zane’s eyes flickered. She’d never seen him look so exposed. So real. “I care about you, Lena.”

"Mother." The deep, thunderous baritone cut through the room like a guillotine blade. Serena gasped, jumping slightly as the ambient temperature plummeted. Zayden stood in the open doorway. He had discarded his heavy trench coat, wearing a crisp black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. His raven-black hair was damp, and his dark eyes burned with an icy, warning tension that made the hairs on Serena’s arms stand up. Seraphina slowly pulled her hand back from Serena, straightening her spine with regal composure.

Zeke POV Right after she lets out the most delicious moan, she freezes on the spot instantly when her eyes glaze over. Whoever is on the other side of the door, must have mind linked her as I feel embarrassment flooding her through our bond. On cue, her cheeks turn a bright red instantly, and her eyes widen in shock. “F*CK” she yells, before jolting off of me, off the bed, and towards her closet to grab clothes. I am still horny as hell and hard as a rock, but I am also amused with her embarrassment at getting caught. Zane and I are hardly ever embarrassed, and we especially don’t care about getting caught making love to our mate. In fact, I take great pleasure and pride in making her moan l

Cold silence spread sharply through the fractured realm. I felt the exact second the truth fully landed inside Kael. The exact second centuries of fragmented memories suddenly aligned into something unbearable. Another memory burst violently through the bond before either of us could stop it. Not from the war. From childhood. A young Kael standing alone inside a silver chamber beneath the council fortress. No windows. No warmth. Ancient symbols carved into the walls glowing beneath moonlight. And surrounding him, “The synchronization rate is increasing.” His emotional attachment instincts remain unusually strong.”That may strengthen the bond later.”

“I’m going to scan the perimeter.” The second Jace was gone, Zane moved to the vent. “Come on out, sweetheart,” he whispered, his voice laced with amusement. “Unless you like playing hide and seek.” I cursed under my breath, prying the vent open and dropping into the room. Zane caught me, his hands on my waist, steadying me with a smirk. “Knew you wouldn’t stay caged,” he murmured. “You’re too wild for that.” I pushed against his chest, but he didn’t budge. “Let go of me,” I hissed, glancing at Rowan, who was watching us with a dazed expression.