Zephyr Haddock Novels & Stories

Then, my gaze flickers to Zephyr, who stands slightly apart with Veronica by his side. Zephyr meets my eyes and steps forward, his expression thoughtful. “As much as I respect you, Jack, my place is with my people. They need me, especially now that we’ve lost so much. But know this—you have an ally in me. If you ever need help, you know where to find me.” “And you have an ally in me,” I reply. “Thank you, Zephyr. For everything. You’ve been a crucial part of this fight, and I won’t forget it.”

_________________________ *Present time* *Avery* "Then what happened to Zephyr?" I couldn't stop myself from asking. "Zephyr lost his powers, becoming an ordinary man. However, his loyal warlock ministers and commanders concealed his mortality from everyone, ensuring he ruled without disturbance. He lived and died as a human, only to be reborn as the son of the formidable Vampire King, Silas Shadowborn," Damon revealed. "That's… that's you," I exclaimed, astonished. "Yes!" he smirked. "I recollect everything since my rebirth and now seek my Arabella."

Child of shadow and light. She who carries both shall rise… The Hallow surges. A pulse of dark energy slams through the cabin, rattling the windows, shaking dust from the rafters. Jason stumbles, grabbing the wall. “Brad...what the hell was that?!” I exhale slowly. “The Hallow,” I murmur. “It knows.” Jason’s voice cracks. “Knows what?” “That she’s the One.” The shadows coil tighter, swirling around my feet, eager, restless, alive. Jason swallows hard. “What does the Hallow want with her?”

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one

She gave him a stiff bow when he stepped closer to her. The man gave her a broad smile that did nothing but increase the tension she felt. Did he know she was just a slave? “I’m Rayven Harris. You must be Zephyr,” he said casually, extending his hand for a shake. Zephyr stared at Damon, who wasn’t even looking her way, and then she looked back at the man in front of her, who was also very good-looking but not as handsome as Damon. She was hesitant, but she slowly slipped her smaller hand into his larger one, and he was quick to clasp it, making Zephyr gasp in shock.

Until darkness takes her. "Xevanya! Oh, god! Wake up ... please, wake up!" Gladys approached Xevanya was lying on the floor. She tried to wake her up. Her eyes began to tear up when Xevanya didn't open her eyes. Hearing his young sister loud voice made Noah's eyes that had started to return to their original color turn dark blue again. "ZOERA DE LASKA! YOU ARE SO OUTSTANDING!" Noah shouted at Mrs. Zoe. A black mist enveloped Noah's body. His aura was extremely sinister for a teenage wizard. A human-sized sphere-shaped magic power charged towards Madam Zoe.

Somewhere north of the Pacific Ocean, near Navatte Bay, sat an island about 200,000 square meters: Lustmord. It had been purchased as a permanent residence for the current patriarch of the Kersey Family, Zephiel Kersey, long ago. ‘Zephiel.’ It sounded airy, like a name one would give a wind billowing from the west…a zephyr. But anyone acquainted with Zephiel knew he was more than a puff of air—he was as sly as a fox. An old fox.

My mother almost died that day and now I ran the risk of losing both my mother and Alina. That only pissed me off further. I could feel my magic fighting to be released but I held back knowing that I needed Kendra to talk first before I did something that could probably end her life. Then I finally noticed a dark hooded figure at the corner of my room. He stepped out of the darkness, his muscular built just slightly taller than me. When he let his hood down I felt my breath catch in my throat. He looked startlingly similar to Kendra. Same caramel skin tone, same shape eyes, the same wicked grin tugging at the corner of their lips. "You must be the famous hybrid that has the Devil himself qua