Zeyn Syre Characters Mga Nobela at Kwento

Sienna asks, hugging me as I cry. "That man is my mate. I don't want to face his rejection." I tell them. I can smell his scent getting stronger, and I hold onto Sienna tighter. "Give the man a chance. He may not reject you. Talk to him," Ella mindlinks me. "Excuse me. I'm Zayan, but I prefer to be called Zay." I look up at him. He's handsome with thick black hair and gray eyes. He's not as big as Maverick, but close. I can't speak as I stare at him with tears still streaming down my cheeks.

she said threatening me. "Stop being a drama queen Zay," I said while getting from the bed. " 1,2 you have still time to take that back scar," Zay said throwing daggers through her eyes. Which makes me laugh because she is looking like a cartoon character. "3 I have given you the time scar now it's time to show you what zayreen will gonna do," Zay said with an evil glint in her eyes laughing funnily imagining herself as some sort of villain from the movies but she is failing hard.

Andrea gasped and turned to Anita, who had became silent, but definitely not her deadly aura. ~~~~~ ~ Crimson Fierce Moon Pack ~ Zayn had just woken up from his rest, and he yawned loudly, looking all rough, but that didn't reduce his charms. He could still attract any lady, that fall under those dark brown eyes..... As he got up from the grand bed, wanting to go and clean himself, so he can also join in the search of the unknown lady cause he had made up his mind! He wasn't going to rest until he gets her!

Zayn's POV: I sat down at the cafeteria, twirling my fork around my plate of spaghetti sauce but my eyes were fixed on her, the brown skin girl that was sitting a few feet away from me. She had refused to look into my eyes all day, she has been acting distant. I didn't like it. I didn't like it at all, so I planned to do something that would get her attention. "Jemima," I called and signaled for her to come closer. She slowly got up from her chair and stood in front of me. I tapped my thigh and smiled at her. "Sit down."

Even though Zayn was still smiling, there was no joy in his gaze. Sensing his frosty manner, Cyrene could not help trembling. She had never interacted with a man as powerful as Zayn before. Moreover, why did she feel like Zayn was more powerful than Keyne Hoffman, the greatest of all the Medusa Dames.

​While I was struggling, Zayn’s voice cut through the air. He was standing a few feet away, and he looked terrifying. He was holding Yennifer tightly, and his long, sharp claws were pressed right against her throat. ​"Hey, you walking corpse! Look over here!" Zayn growled. ​Immediately, the fighting stopped. Jennifer, Yennifer’s twin sister, stopped her attack on Ezekiel. She looked at Zayn with pure hatred. Hailey just stood to the side with a mean smile on her face. She looked like she was enjoying the drama as if it were a movie.

Lance answers. I thought I heard his bike, but the screaming drowned out the roaring of his bike. I watch as Everly walks out with Jenna and Zya. I am not sure what they put in the water in this group's neighborhood, but whatever, it made all these women gorgeous. Zya is a few inches taller than Tianya and Kylynn, around 5’6”. Her long curly, chocolate-brown hair ends at the top of her ass. What sets Zya apart from others is her striking bright green-blue eyes. She inherited those from her father. Everything else she got from her mother, including her caramel skin tone. Her mother is a full-blood Samoan and is beautiful. Drew was wise to snatch Zya up when he did. Jenna plops down by Lance a

Zoey laughed a little but stopped immediately. "But, that's Zara." Zoey whined like a child. "That's my sister, my very beautiful older sister. She has captured lots of hearts from every man she will meet. I don't think you're an exception. Unless, you're really a gay." Dionysus smirked. "Trust me. I'm not gay, Zoey. Whenever we're this near, you absolutely have no idea of all the things running inside my mind. Bad things that I want to do with you."

He who did not want to interfere, walked away from the two people to immediately head into the room. Kevan too chose to ignore Luis so that now the three of them together were heading to one of the rooms. Arriving, Zayn was silent while watching the condition of a woman who had opened her eyes with a blank, devastated, and disappointed look. The gaze that at had always felt since she was a child, and the reason for that was the people she loved. "Do you still remember me, Reya?" asked Zayn looking at Reya with a smile.

He had always wished for a little sister, even praying for Claire to have one—but he never imagined he already had a sister. “I’m Zayne. What’s your name?” he asked warmly, pulling back to wipe her tears. “I’m Zoey,” she replied. Zayne froze—both their names started with Z. His mind flashed back to the day his mother left him on their father’s doorstep. “Big bro, do you live here? Is Dad with you?! I want to meet him!” Zoey’s excited words snapped Zayne back to reality. He remembered—his dad and Tita-Mommy (Aunt-Mom) Claire were supposed to arrive soon. What if Claire panicked? What if something happened to his sister?