Zira Simba Novels & Stories

At the end of the day, any decision that gets made is hers and hers alone, and I’m grateful that I have an amazing Alpha in her and that I don’t have her job. I inhale deeply. It’s with that deep inhale that I smell my favorite scent in the whole world, warm cherry pie. I know my mate is near. It’s then that I heard the knock on the door. “Come in, Beautiful” I call to Zella, my mate as I lift my head up while still remaining hunched over the desk. Thought to be a Hebrew name meaning, “wolf” the name Zella only encapsulates one small part of who this wonderful woman is. Yes, she is a wolf. But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that s

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

And despite that, the only thing keeping her here now, talking to them, was the memory of Regan’s kindness. Zara leaned forward, her voice gentle but filled with purpose. “I’m sorry… truly, I am. And I need you to know — the reason I came here isn’t for Chief Kareem. I’m here for my sister. Zainab. I’m her younger sister.” Halima’s gaze snapped to Zara’s face, studying her with new intensity. Then, slowly, a smile tugged at the corners of her lips — small at first, then widening into something warmer, something almost maternal.

He looked like a Zeta and I could see that he took training seriously. “I’m Zara and I too heard your call,” the woman next to him said. Zara was petite and short and her wolf smell was very weak but her eyes shone with determination and I knew she and Liam belonged to each other. I could smell them on each other. She had golden brown hair and almost amber colored eyes.

"Alpha Pablo. Please rise!" "Your Highness, this is Zion. He offered to scout out the rogue camp." "Are you sure you want to scout them out?" "Yes, Your Highness." "It could be dangerous!" "I know, but I am quick and small, which allows me to get in and out of places with lots of information without anyone knowing I was even there. My little sisters were two of the ones taken. Zara is only 16 and Remi has just turned 18! She can fight and is one of our best fighters..."

The witch called Zira is an air witch and have helped us in search for Poppy, she can use the wind to send out a calling of sorts. Under these four months a lot has happened and there is more to come. Everyone in the supernatural world knows there is a war is coming and they have been busy preparing for it. The hunters have been more visible than before and they are starting to scare people. Right now we have Zion and Magnolia here, I and Kenji are standing on the training ground as Zion gives instruction in his wolf form. How to take down a hunter with a weapon pointed at you. He's amazing to watch, he and his beast moves like they are one and not two seperate beings.

Nef and Ron were already on the way towards their table. Zion rubbed his brows as he felt a sudden pain but there was no choice to follow the hungry friends. With their tummies, their eyes were also hungry and thirsty and that thirst can only be quenched by looking at the hot girls. When the girls saw them, they were over the cloud nine. Zion is no less than Roman or Greek God. Slightly tanned skin, dark eyes, dark hair, tall height, perfectly balanced and muscled body, high IQ, a heir of the top IT company of the country, in short he is perfect in every way and a dream guy of every girl.

"Bah! Why drag up that badland disgrace on a night of triumph?" Chief Obinna Okafor drowns his silver goblet of iron-laced blood-wine, his eyes flashing yellow as he turns his back on me to glare at his male partner, Kieran Ashford. "Zanele was a wild, unbonded stray. She never understood the bloodline discipline of the Okafor Moonfang Clan. She died like a rogue in the badlands, and she certainly doesn't deserve my mourning."

The room goes silent and everyone focuses on him, “It's astonishing to have all of you here, it means you're willing to fight for your leader and we appreciate it. As you know, we're going to war tomorrow and, as such, we should be prepared, you might have been brief about what to expect, but Ashanti is going to give you guys detailed information” I walk forward and pay attention to the men and strong woman in the room, these are people willing to fight for reasons they don't even know, and I appreciate the loyalty. We're almost forty if I'm not mistaken. I look around and watch as they look at me with eager eyes, Caleb gives me a nod and I smile, “Some of you may know me, others don't, but

Zira lurched forward, her screams and sobs filled the air as she looked around the darkness. The sounds of snarls and screams still rang in her ears making her sob harder. “Z, baby what is it what? What did you do to her!” Warm hands rubbed the clammy skin on her shoulders. Zira opened her eyes and blinked. The darkness had receded, illuminated by the warm light of lanterns.