Zeno Zama Novels & Stories

turned around and went back to the front door to lock it. After he made sure that their home was secure he continued to run after his sister until he was right by her side. He looked ahead of them. In the not so far of distance he could see the line where trim country grass from the Farmers Open Fields met with wilderness. Such a difference between the two pieces of land. Almost like different worlds. There was a flimsy wooden gate between the farmland and Forest that seemed to be holding the later back from oozing into their village. They had entered the forest quite a few times before and they always entered in the same place right there. Where country meets wilderness at the flimsy gate.

I had to even stop at the side of the woods, stay and stare at the place where I got banished from. The woods where Damon rejected me. Where Cassandra smiled, my world was falling apart. My hands shook as I adjusted the slings. Leo stirred slightly and made a tiny growl and I was glad, muttering those words into his ears. “Don’t worry. You will become an Alpha like your father.” His sound was tiny, but it had real Alpha power. Laman did the same a second later. Their voices were tightening my chest with love and fear. I took a deep breath and stepped out of the woods.

Her parents will always advise her not to be looking for trouble when the trouble is not after her but still, she has gotten worst as the days go by because she has her big brother Kenzo Kareem always supporting her. Zita is the owner of a Range over, Mercedes-Benz, and a white SUV which was given to her by Kenzo on her 19th, 20th, and 21st birthday. Zita is been feared everywhere she goes which is why she is too proud, Ruth, and problematic and she is always saved guard by her brother's men from afar. Even though Zita is always problematic she is very intelligent when it comes to her school work she studies business management at the university of Elphoros which is known as the university o

Instead, he turned and gestured for Scarface, Mona, and Kat to queue up for their turn on the boxing machine. As Frank himself had the Martial Alliance's recommendation, he did not need to take part. He took a seat on the bleachers, staring upward at the plasma screen overhead. Currently, a martial artist named Zac Horne would be taking his turn. He was a Zamri police officer and a Birthright-ranked elite, and his punch weight almost reached 2,000 pounds, almost reaching the bar set for Ascendant-ranked elites. Many around him were left gasping and cheering as Zac's biodata was displayed on the plasma screen overhead.

He clamps a small bracelet on my wrist, and it firms holds my wrist fitting in such a way that is it comfortably tight. I try to pull the thing off, but it's no use. “ Don't waste your breath, little one. That is a vigor bracelet, it comes from my world, and it works as a tracker. Just know that until your brother delivers to us what we want, you will never go anywhere and if you had any idea of escaping from us then you might as well forget about them, cause with this I can track you anywhere you go in this world and mine.” Maximo growls, showing me his sharp canines and his breath of fire. I step backward and hit into Santino’s chest.

The moment the screen loaded, she noticed a newly created group chat made by Wendel. Brook, Jerald, Finn, Cristy, Treveno, Gareth, Dr. Rafael, and even Zogo were already inside. Amara blinked slightly after noticing Zogo’s account. It was clearly a newly created profile with barely any friends added. Most people probably would not even believe the account truly belonged to someone like Zogo Walton. Curious, Amara quietly opened the chat. As expected….Wendel was already flooding the group with endless complaints early in the morning.

I sense a hint of condemnation in his words, but somehow, Damon manages to appear absolutely unbothered. Rather than pick another fight with anyone in this damn pack, I swallow my pride and avert my gaze. "Sorry, you're right; I just lost myself in thoughts." To relieve the tension, I hold out my hand to him, "I'm Zeno, by the way." Perhaps if we introduce ourselves properly, Damon might ignore my presence for as long as the marriage show lasts. There's always the possibility that he holds a higher position in this pack, and my lack of respect for him is the reason behind his reluctance towards me.

Stephanie snapped at the man with open hostility, and I saw the guards already moving to remove him. “Wait. I’ll answer him.” Lorenzo lifted a hand, signaling for them not to drag out the kamikaze journalist. “No, I’m not afraid of being criticized. In fact, I challenge anyone to come here and tell me to my face that my Luna is worth less because she’s an Omega. Is that what you think?” He answered with all the arrogance of a man who owned this territory. “No, no, Patriarch. I’m only voicing other people’s concerns. The King...” the man replied, trying to keep his pants dry.

The blood mistakenly splashed into in his mouth and he licked it. After cooking the deer he ate it. Then 3days later he developed some symptoms of fever and died. After 2hours of his death, he woke up again as a zombie. And came out growling from his house looking for prey to devour. He keep on walking till he gets to damp that supply the east water so many deport get their waters from the damp because the water is always purify. He mistakenly fell into the damp. All the water that was supplied that day is infected, the first place that the water was delivered to was Tacoma the first Zone of Zombies. When the truck that supplies water enter the zone everybody bought the water.

Grendel snorted again, ashen faced. Lapon simply laughed in turn. "Really? In that case, don't say I didn't warn you that your fief will soon be annexed, right under your watch." "What?!" Murin, Grendel, and Luna paled in indignation. Then, glaring at Lapon, Grendel demanded icily, "Explain yourself!" "Hehe…" The youth chuckled just then. "I am Zoran Zangief, son of Tobek Zangief—chief of the Danifo Alliance!"