Zeno's Books Novels & Stories

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.

Zeno warned, before putting meat and vegetables on my plate. I let out a deep sigh while looking at my plate that’s full of different dishes. Zeno didn’t stop from putting food on my plate, so I glanced at him and shook my head. “It’s too much. I can’t finish it,” I uttered. “You need to finish that all. Besides, I cook them all.” Zeno winked at me and placed a bowl of stew beside my plate. “Stew is good. You need a more nutritious stew or any food that contains protein and drinks a lot of water so you can produce more milk for our son.”

He leaned forward, fingers laced together, eyes sharp. “Hell, you lose your temper at the slightest mention of her name.” “I’m not hiding shit.” Zeno tilted his head. “Then prove it. Look me in the eyes and tell me you're not affected by her. That she hasn’t been hunting your thoughts.” “Careful, Zeno. You’re pushing me.”

I looked at him a lot, that even I tripped and had to get Kira to catch me so I wouldn't fall. Now my body reacts to everything he does. My pussy throbs every time he speaks, and my skin craves his touch again. The feeling is mutual, evident by their lusty looks and random boner. But today, Friday, I can take it all day. Zeno is sitting on the grass outside home at the end of the day. I throw my history book on the floor and I sit down with him, careful of my skirt riding up. Having little to no underwear made me wash

I said, and he took it all in. We stopped at the most ancient area of the library. “Alright, magical scrolls and legendary objects.” I sighed. This was trying to find a needle in a haystack. “Let´s see...” I said, pulling books about general objects and opening the index, searching for only one word, ´compass´. I retrieved about five books and placed them in Zane´s arms. The books were heavy, old, and musty, yet Zane carried them as if they weighed nothing. I have never asked him, but now I wonder how strong he is.

Zoe stared at the book, her fingers hovering over its worn cover, tracing the cracks in the leather and the faint symbols etched into its spine. It felt… alive. Not in a way she could explain, but there was something ancient about it—something that pulsed beneath the surface, waiting to be uncovered. The Book of Life, her heart raced, every answer she had been searching for… could be inside.

Someone has to clean up the mess I created before I manage to burn down the whole kitchen. "Helios," Zeno suddenly calls out. "Huh?" Just as I turn around to look at him again, Zeno groans. "My moon. I was born under the Helios moon." About three seconds later, I laugh at his statement and focus back on the mess I've made. Zeno's hand falls on my shoulder as he tries to hold me back, "Alpha Hades, I'm not joking."

"I brought books related to medical medicine dosages, samples of medical medicine research results, and even simple recipes for making potions for a witch. Although it still doesn't seem to compare to the potion book your aunt gave you, I still hope these books will be of some help." I withdrew my words. Both my hands stretched forward to grasp Zaire's palms. "Zair, you're so great! How did you get these books in such a short time? I never thought that there were other witch potion books other than Auntie's." "Haha, that's nothing. I had thought to look for these books even from the black market when you and Zephyr were unconscious," Zaire replied with a stiff laugh. "There are times when yo

he asked. His brain still tried to process the information about him being the Ancient King. That was the most stupid thing he heard! The two stared at each other in silence. A moment later, Zenus clicked his fingers, and a book appeared. The old book looked familiar to Eleand—the one from Aserah’s library. The one he gave to Enkille in Velidia. “Enkille gave this to me last night,” Zenus said. He was hesitant before he continued, “She said when you’re ready, you need to read this.”

Zephyr said confidently. Had the Zanes learned these techniques and used the great weapons here, they would no doubt be a powerhouse. Were that to happen, even Zephyr and his Riders would have great trouble defeating the Zanes. “Get some men to copy these techniques down,” Zephyr commanded. The room was not well ventilated, which ensured the safety of the book. However, if they were brought out, they would probably crumble within seconds.