Zira Simba Novels & Stories

Kane said. “That’s not answering our question. The vampire said that she’s not just a hybrid. She’s got all the species in her. Is that true?” A woman asked. “Yes. From what we can tell, she’s got werewolf, vampire, witch and faerie in her. But she’s lived her life as a werewolf and she is loyal to us.” Kane said. “We’ve never heard of such a thing. How is that even possible?” A man asked. “I don’t know. But I trust her completely.” Kane said.

Did she said, Kaizer ? No! That's not kaizer. I guess it's not kaizer. Oh damn, Zachariah! It's not kaizer okay !? It's not kaizer. She didn't said Kaizer! I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before turning my attention back to Kimora. She's pretty. Her eyelashes, her eyebrows, her nose. I really like her face. Every angle of her pretty face. I can’t afford to suffer someone like her at the hands of Gangsters and Mafia. I promise that I will save you from everything when you can't fight back. I will protect you when something bad happens. I will be your knight in shining armor. I will be your bulletproof. I will be your Superman. Your Savior and lastly, your husband. I will promise to my

“Of course, you know me, I am a part of you, you are part goddess yourself. Have you never felt like you was worth more and you felt like you are in the wrong place? You my child … you are my legacy! It has been some time since I came here to earth but you are worth it. When you were born, I gave you a black coat for a purpose. Your quest as female Twin was it to find yourself. You are special Zara. And I am so proud of you, that you found courage, confidence, and strength to fight a person like Faron, a Son of another Demi God. Look at all of these wolves! You Zara are meant to lead them. You are the bearer of the Prophecy.” Selene strokes over my hand as I look confused at her. It all soun

Thick and black eyed whereas Seth was a blonde head of a ponytail. Azazel always portrayed fear among his people. And with him, justice wasn’t a thing. Zurie also knew that someday, Azazel will take her to her own end. She was the fiercest of witches in Talos but even her powers couldn’t stop the terror. On one of the usual days, king Ravana would usually troll around his villages through the market in disguise of a common man and there, he again fell in love with a strange woman he found fighting to calm her horse.

she answered "We know Zira, can we now go?, Am the general of this pack, and I am suppose to be there before the banquet begins, but it has began already, and am still here" The inpatient Aiden fired " Am done Dad, we can head to the venue now" Zira replied, as she helped her mom stand, Zira was wearing a green shining bright top, accompanied by a matching black tight short skirt, that were almost reaching her knee, she looked sexy and stunning on it

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

Simone had informed Roberta and Matthew about the sexual harassment charges on Alexandro and in turn they told the models to be wary of him. “I know Leona Simmons; she’s a tall blonde” Alexandro says following in behind Irene who turns to look at him; “The pregnant redhead is not Leona Simmons.” “You don’t know her as well as you think you do” Irene states, getting a bit annoyed with him as she takes a seat on one of the chairs in the green room. “She is Leona Simmons. She isn’t wearing her bodysuit at the moment and is known as Simone Peterson when she isn’t wearing it. It’s still Leona; none the less”

Zara clutched at her chest, overwhelmed by a sudden feeling. Was this some kind of family intuition? She had never met Xever. Even when she tried to find out about him, there were no clear photos. However, just a few words from Shawn and her heart felt like it was tearing apart. It was throbbing with pain. Zara's mind swirled as she imagined a mighty lion. Once the ruler of the jungle, then trapped by a hunter's snare. Despite its fierce struggle to escape, its injuries weakened it. Soon, other lions, hungry for its territory, attacked.

“Answer me, Dylan. There is a limit to my patience!”. I roared, feeling agitated. I have never felt so desperate before. “It was Zora. She reported that she went to the wild forest with Luna Séraphine to hunt wild boars, but they split up after making a bet”. “So, after hunting, she waited at the entrance of the forest, but there was no sign of Luna Séraphine anywhere”. “Everyone is aware that Luna Séraphine is a capable werewolf. Due to that, Zora grew scared and went back into the forest to search for her. Unfortunately, she could not find Luna Séraphine anywhere. That was why she-”.

“This is clearly a trap. She walks in unarmed, unafraid, speaking of endings as if she has the power to decide them.” A pause. Then, sharper, “I suggest we imprison them.” The word landed cleanly. Cold. Final. “Both of them,” she added, her eyes flicking briefly to Zira. “Before whatever little game they’re playing has the chance to unfold.” Zira didn’t move beside me. Didn’t react. But I felt the tension in her posture. Ready. Waiting. Watching. Zimora, however… She smiled. Slow. Predatory. “Oh, I like that idea,” she said, her voice almost playful, though there was nothing light about it. “Especially that one.”