Zia () Novels & Stories

' Zia said OK and bit her lips. 'Now what?'

Aron thanked her and inquired about Zea's whereabouts. "Zea left earlier today after receiving an urgent phone call," Jen informed him. "She didn't say goodbye or provide any details about where she was headed." Concern washed over Aron, but he decided to wait until morning to reach out to Zea's friends and family for assistance. In the meantime, he searched for any clues within their home, hoping to piece together her location. It was then that he noticed Zea's laptop still on the table, an open document titled "The Experiment" catching his eye.

Earning her friends attention. Chisom was Kenzy's maternal cousin, they were literally very close. "Why?" Trisha asks. "Because of Daniel oh!" Kenzy responds. Daniel was currently there maid's son. Who literally came to visit his mum once in a while. Kenzy had made mention to her friends about Chisom's huge crush on Daniel. And the face Daniel was always looking for every opportunity to get her attention. Which Chisom had took note of, and had told Kenzy, she had an idea of the feeling she had for him and was trying to seduce and get him for herself. This had caused a big rift between both cousin.

pabiro kong sagot namay halong katotohanan. Humalakhak sila. Marahil hindi nila alam kung ano ba talaga ang tunay kong ibig sabihin sa sinabi ko. Ang tanging hindi tumawa ay si Zykiel na seryoso lang ang mukha at nakatingin sa kopita na may lamang white wine. "Asus! Age is just a number, agent 00013! Don't worry! Infact, you look like a twenty year old." Sabat ni agent 00050.

I need to go to Zeke’s company. If I remembered correctly, his secretary’s name was Aiza Gutierrez. I needed to find out where in Zambales Zeke was staying. I need to see him. Without him, it felt unbearable. It’s like he’s the air I breathe. I was used to his presence, to his ironclad fists and the dangerous intensity, his pet he carried like a coiled serpent ready to strike any time. I accepted him as he was because I loved him—fiercely, blindly. I would sacrifice anything for him, even a friendship that once meant something to me.

“Me.” Silence. Not the quiet of the forest. Not the pause between thunder. But the heavy silence that follows a truth no one expected. Aisha stared at her. “What?” Zira looked almost apologetic now. “Zimora is my twin sister.” For a moment, I simply stood there, trying to process what she had just said. Twin. Sister. Priestess capable of channelling the Moon Goddess. Working with Selene. Helping Clay. The implications collided violently in my mind.

After strolling around for a bit, they went to a shop. Aizen immediately buy a sack of rice and flour. Those two can be categorized into two types. The coarse and the refined. Aizen bought the coarse one because it only cost 4 bin (1 bin is equivalent to 1 peso) while the refined one is cost 100 bin. “Do you have anything you want to buy?” Zeus asked her again This time, Lian didn’t immediately disagree and roam her eyes around the shop. She saw different kinds of vegetables and spices.

He placed Dabria on her feet and started climbing up the treehouse. Dabria was confused with that whole conversation. She wanted to ask Zaric what he meant. She followed Zaric behind. As she stepped into the treehouse, she followed Zeus' scent to her room. Zeus was sitting on the edge of the bed. As if he was waiting for Dabria. As soon as Dabria stepped into the room, Zeus extended his hand for her. Dabria placed her hand on his hand and went closer to Zeus. Zeus made Dabria sit on his lap. Then he buried his face in the crock of her neck. "So, are you curious as well about what Zaric just said?" Zeus asked Dabria in a low tone as he rubbed the tip of his nose on Dabria's neck.

(ZILO GRAVES’ POINT OF VIEW) "Look at the sky, Klaus. It’s weeping for her," Zilo said, his arms outstretched as he stood on the highest parapet of the Abribi Citadel. Above him, the moon was a bloated, sanguine orb, casting a nauseating red light over the jagged skyline of the district. Beside him, Klaus and Zack were positioned at the points of a triangular array, their hands submerged in basins of fresh, consecrated blood.

“Zia!” Aria ran towards a young woman standing near a long, tall couch. She had just entered one of the living rooms on the first floor when she saw Zia wearing a long-sleeved shirt and black trousers. Aria didn't see any bandages on her body, but several parts of her face were bruised. Zia smiled slightly and bowed to her politely, "Mam..." "Are you alright?" Aria checked her and suddenly felt guilty when she remembered what happened to them the last time.