Zeno Zama Novels & Stories

I said back, calmly as i let him, his hands still holding unto mine as i slowly looked into his eyes, sharing the most traumatizing memory i had to hold unto. ~ FIFTEEN YEARS AGO The high plateau land was filled with scanty vegetation and dust precipitated in the air as we walked between the only visible path, a few of us had lagged behind from fatigue. But each time I looked back at Alejandro, it was almost as obvious that he couldn't carry on. Hours into the journey was accomplished though tough and I was convinced that we could as a family, until he fell backwards. "Alejandro" I gasped, holding unto his arm as his ankles twisted against a rock.

Their contact met them in a rooftop lounge scented with jasmine and smoke. Her name was Zeyna — tall, lithe, and lethal in a backless dress. A former arms courier turned deep-network broker. “You're either very brave or very stupid,” Zeyna said as she lit a clove cigarette. “Coming here with your face. Romero has eyes on every strip of this city.” “I want him to see me,” Amara said. Zeyna grinned. “I like her.” Luca didn’t smile. “You have the list?”

(One month later…) (Caprice La Veure auction house, Battingham Kingdom) “I… Can’t believe that we are actually here in an auction house. Don’t you think it’s too sudden, Sire?” Miyu pouted as she tilted her head to the side to look at Kazal who was standing beside her. Because of his breed, Kazal is a bit shorter than an average demi human male. All of his vassals, except for Miyu and Rein who are a cait sith, are taller than him. Despite having great skills, Kazal couldn’t really change his height all he wanted, that is probably among one of his weakness too.

Able to tap into the mana force within him create lightning at will. He had half blue and half white hair, brown eyes and a slightly short stature. He never partook in fights, except when unavoidable. "Excuse me! Ma'am?" He called out. "My name is Buck and I'm a mage." He continued, "I don't want you to be caught unawares when the fight begins." "And I'm Crysanta Gore, a Zeno user", she replied him happily. "I hope our fight can be memorable."

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

"Then you tell me! You tell me, I wouldn't..." Zane shouted hoarsely. Hamza casually said, "What's the big deal? Adopting a stranger, can you still be a good dad? In your eyes, is Environmental Energy practice really that important." "I'm telling you, Amelia not only reads faces, she even does Environmental Energy Layout. The altar you set up in the hotel, and even the layout that disturbed the livestock, she corrected them all." Everyone heard this, and they were all in an uproar!

He helped her down from the counter and took her hand, leading her through the penthouse to a hidden door at the end of the hallway. When he opened it, Elena’s eyes widened. It was a fully equipped BDSM playroom with soft red lighting, a large padded bench, chains hanging from the ceiling, a St. Andrew’s cross on the wall, and shelves full of toys, whips, and restraints. Everything looked expensive and carefully chosen. “Welcome to my playroom, my queen,” Damon said, watching her reaction closely. “Nothing too serious today. We’ll go slow and explore what you like. First, pick a safe word. Pick something that's easy to remember if it ever gets too much for you to handle.”

"Yes, I got it— she was near the valley, It was 15 kilometers away so it would take three hours to get there... we had to leave now." "Sasama ako—" Salem uttered. "No!, Just stay here, baby Zandria needs a babysitter," Zandro said then took the bag with guns and bullets. "But I'm a sniper, not a babysitter?!" Salem complain. "You need more here, so please?" Zandro said then made puppy eyes. "Eww so gross," Zyl said then took out his laptop. "Fine—" "Thanks" Zandro immediately said then left the mansion with Zyl because Than was already outside and waiting.

I nodded shyly as if I agreed with what he had said. He stared at me for a moment and sighed. He lowered the goblet containing an expensive wine that could be equivalent to one month's supply of our food at home. "It's okay if you want to keep your identity. Your name here is Magda? It's cool anyway." he complimented. "You know what, Magda, you have the vibe of a person I've been searching for for so long." he shared. I gulped after hearing it. Is he talking about the person he's been searching for for so long is... me?

Running back to her room, picking her jewelry and putting it around her neck. Zeff had said it to her, but she rarely listened to him for what she thought all the times that he was younger, and he couldn't control her at all. Edon was an Alpha from their father's rival pack, that then he abandoned long ago. He was visiting their place and their neighborhood as their norm to introduce his mate. A Luna whom he believed and strongly spotted to be his mate.