Zia () Novels & Stories

Aria did not move for a long time. She remained anchored to the floor, her body as still as the reinforced walls surrounding her. It was not a paralysis of fear or an inability to stand; she was measuring. She had become a finely tuned instrument, recording every breath, every microscopic shift of her weight, and every small, discordant reaction occurring beneath her skin.

Something stirred inside me. " Who is that?" Georgia asked still looking at the direction Abiola had gone. " She's a friends cousin " I replied and she just rolled her eyes and left. I shrugged and got in my car and drive home. Really need a cool shower. I kept thinking about her while I drove. Abiola. She's someone I can't handle, but at the same time she's easy to handle, though she acts stubborn. I got to my apartment and went straight to the shower. Needed to cool down. After 15 minutes in the shower I came out and my phone was ringing. One hand on the towel on my waist and the other I used to pick up the call, it was aunt Temi.

" 𝐼 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑢𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑍𝑎" " 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑍𝑒 " 𝑍𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑔𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘.

"Zia, do you remember your full name?" "Yes. Tiandra Zia Marshon." Zia gave a small nod of her head as she spoke. "A simple baker." "Nothing simple about you. I wish you would stop eating all the snacks in the future!" Ren chided. Forcing himself to remain in control further. 'I must keep myself in check.' "Eh.. I never got to learn." Zia said embarrassed. "I just did removing from the oven and cleaning. To busy studying.." Her eyes were warm and inviting. The light silver is electrified with Ion energy.

I can see a few have laundry out on their balconies, children play on the streets below and I smile at the group of boys playing ball, reminding me of my two nephews back home, Zion and Xander. I’ll miss Zaia’s kids, all four of them! Yeah, Zaia had a little girl eight months ago, a gorgeous little princess with vibrant ginger hair and large blue eyes. Kaia. The final angel to complete the family and even Sebastian agreed that that was enough kids and that they needed to use protection. I smile, recalling giving the couple a contraceptive pep talk. I chuckle as I open the window a crack before I look around the place, planting my hands on my hips.

The moon was shining brightly on this particular night, though. Then suddenly there was a loud crying voice of a girl, this was heard all around the village. She was wearing a short mid-length white frock, which was covered in blood. Its red liquid dying the once beautiful cloth a deep red. Along with that, her long wavy hair and her bright emerald eyes are covered with tears. Her dress is mostly ripped, the rest being bloody. She is Zia. Zia is a 10-year-old mute girl living with her single mother.

Zion blinked and thought that this woman was a goddess so he crawled to her and grabbed her feet and begged, "goddess oh goddess please save us please, please, please save my friend." The woman looked at him with her beautiful and dazzling brown eyes and then at bearie before she sighed and sat down, she kept her hand over his head , Zion looked at her and she gave him a gentle smile before she said, "I am not a goddess, my name is Aiyanna."

HAVE you ever felt that you might be different? That, in this world, is not how the way you thought about it. But what if behind this beautiful world that you thought it was, lies the secret that would change your life? I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought.

Azeria looked at the mini bag she was carrying. "You sure?" "Hmm." In the end, Azeria did nothing. When she looked at the woman after the elevator closed, Zinnia leaned back. Biting the lip This is the first time she has seen another woman next to Lucas, and here at his condo. Zinnia did not know that the young man had a girlfriend. She was still surprised by the woman who answered her call earlier. Fearing that she had called the wrong number, she immediately ended the call.

Bile rose in Maria's throat at the mention of his name. "Oh, oh. Okay, got it." Let's get this over with — that was the only mantra that rang in her head. They were met by the friendly reception of Theo and a couple of other house workers. This time, the blue in the sky had a silver lining to it, giving Maria hope of things going better than the last time. She stood before the towering buildings and the endless lush of greens that the Jones inhabited — she wasn't less awed, it was far from it. Her agape mouth was only shut close when she felt Jackson's hands slip into hers, pulling her towards the entrance — another show of faux intimacy, anything, just anything that made them believe their