Zephyr Haddock Novels & Stories

"Oh, you haven't seen much of it, Miracle. Come, I will take you somewhere." "Wait, where?!" I asked, holding my summer hat when he started dragging me somewhere and I just went with the flow. We passed some stores, some locals dancing and singing, until we reached a dock where there were plenty of yachts. I was not even surprised when Hawk stopped in front of the bigger one with his initials 'HP' written on it. "Will you go with me? I promise to take you somewhere nice." He reached a hand for me and I looked at it before accepting it, and he helped me up the biggest yacht I have ever seen.

Oscala, Zephyr, Zulu were there. “Oh heaven what the hell happened?!”

“Stop the course, Jada. Don't let the spirals drive. Suddenly the dense, gray fog broke up before us for a short moment. We had reached the eye of the permanent West Eye storm. But in here there was no rest. Zephyr – the legendary city of tidal rebels floated before us. It was a gigantic, ring-shaped construction of interconnected platforms, turned slowly around its own axis to defy the wind forces. But the city burned. There were no red, hot flames. Gigantic, pointed columns of dark blue, almost black ice shot from living quarters and hanging gardens empor. They drank like an unstoppable, crystalline ulcer through the

You know who they are—Zeus and Zephyr. Zeus loved reading, so their room already had two full bookshelves filled with books. Zephyr, on the other hand, was into gadgets. He had his own computer, laptop, tablet, and all sorts of technology. One day, I went to check on them and was surprised when Zuhair pointed under the bed. When I looked, there was Zephyr, busy on his laptop. I asked him, “What are you doing down there?” He replied, “Ssshh, Mom. I’m hacking the Mafia Security System.”

He inched slowly toward the bed and saw Cordelia’s fair hand that was outside of the blanket. He held it while Cordelia pulled it back but gave up the struggle when she could not fight the man’s strength, allowing him to hold it. Zephyr’s palm was warm and big, giving her an exceptional sense of security. His husky voice came from the dark. “Since we’ve gone back to a year ago, let’s get to know each other again. “I’m Zephyr Hamerton. So, my family’s kind of rich, but I’m not really ambitious. I just want to stay with my wife and let her take care of me forever.

“Yes, I’m Ember Haiven.” “You should leave,” the Norse god stated without preamble. I blinked up at him. “Um… good morning to you, too? And who are you?” “Zephyr. I’m his majesty’s right hand man,” Zephyr replied. “I don’t think you’re a worthy surrogate.” “And I don’t think you’re very polite, so I guess we’re both disappointed,” I bit back.

***** Xandros, I gently called out to my sister, "Zyla, please have something to eat." She only glanced at the food I was having. Zyla is my younger sister and the legal wife of Zandro, the son of Skull, the esteemed first elder of the ZORNZON clan. She's been hiding from them because she can no longer bear the pain in her heart. I can't blame her, considering her unique power over memories and sadness. The intensity of her pain is far greater than what an ordinary person would experience.

I look at all the people walking out, talking, laughing, and being together. Yorick would be an amazing father and that thought has my body responding much more strongly than I would have expected. I suddenly feel a visceral need to give this man pups, pups that look like the two of us. “It’s fine, Wendy. We can talk tonight or tomorrow, Shakespeare,” Hacker says. “Shakespeare?” Wendy asks. “You haven’t met Zach. He gave us all nicknames when he first met us. I got mine for obvious reasons,” he says. “Not all of us get cool codenames,” he says much more softly. Wendy blushes and I gasp.

"You look stronger. The sickness has started?" I looked at him in shock, my hand unknowingly reaching over to cover my belly. “You knew? You knew that this would happen?” A thin smile spread on his face. It wasn't evil, just full of a wild certainty. "It was always a possibility. A very welcome one." “Who are you?” I managed to say, voicing out the words from my mouth loud, my voice shaking with anger and fear. “My name is Kael. I am the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack,” he said.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.