Zira Simba Novels & Stories

The wounds of defeat had healed but the fighting spirit continued to rise. Ima Logistics Limited was on the rise despite failing to take over the Konkola Copper Mines in Chingola. She brought in a number of unstable companies inside and outside Zambia. The young woman worked tirelessly to expand her empire even to neighboring countries. Recently, she visited Kenya to identify investment opportunities in Mambrui before flying to the Central African Republic where she initiated a power generation project. The coal rich region of Bambari east of Bangui offered Ima the opportunity she had been craving for a long time.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

She missed him so much. She had finished making the spear and was about to strike, when she felt a strong grip, she tried to wiggle away but her efforts where futile. She kept pushing and pulling but she couldn't free herself from the group. Amira recognized the Warriors to Beavertail Juan's but they didn't recognize her, she added the bids due to child beats so she looked chica which has shipped in fact do and the mold which splashed on her face while she was trying to find food prevented the Warriors from recognizing her. One of the warriors said

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."

“Come on! Don’t just stand there looking aggrieved. If you’re not coming to me, I'll go to you!” The leader stayed where she was, still poised to fight. Taking it as an invitation to attack, Zira went full offensive. She could tell that the leader was trying to turn the tide in her favour by mimicking what Zira did. So, Zira returned the favour. She attacked in a similar way that the leader had done, except her reflexes, speed, and strength were better. The bystanders cocked their heads in confusion. They could not quite make out why the fight felt odd.

she retorted. Ocean came to a stop at the reveal of the idea. It was not bad but it was risky. Again, she was showing me that she had no fear of danger. She was not like the typical princesses or daughters of Alphas. She was a different breed and she was intriguing me every day. "I have better chances of survival if I pretend to be you. After all, I'm the daughter of the Alpha King and I have recently been mate to the Beta's son. I don't think the White Cobra would want to risk becoming an enemy of both powerful men," Zira stated.

Camila I stared at the mirror unsure if the person I was looking at was me. My long black was braided a tone side and left to rest on the other side of my shoulder, my brown eyes were bright yet had a sad gleam to them. I wore a long handless black gown that had a long slit, up to my knee. I applied some lipstick and paired my outfit with a silver pair of high heels.

Samiya’s POV “I would be the man who could go on runs with my mate and allow us to fully bond as werewolves. I would be the man who played the harp a little more than he should. I would be the man who buried himself in books and screamed his crazy ideologies out to the world. I would be the man who travelled a little more than he should. I would be the man who prided himself on meeting people from all walks of life and the man who immersed himself in as much culture as he could. I would be the man who lived with a lot less fear than he should… I think that is who I would be, Samiya,” Zain explained in a tone so sharp it had the power to cut through any air of uncertainty in the room.

The king introduced everyone. “A pleasure to meet you all.” Ntsika said. “And who is this?” asked the queen mother. “Oh, my apologies, this is Zasembo.” Ntsika introduced. The queen mother could not breath but was trying very hard to keep her composure. “Princess Zasembo Mbanga twin sister of ZamaMpinga Mbanga of AmaXhosa kingdom. Welcome home my princess.” Said the queen proudly with tears in her eyes. “You said what?” asked the king shocked. “This is our child Zwelinzima our daughter.” The queen answered.

" Yay! In Upendiiiii! Where the passion fruit grows sweet" And Louisa carried on. " I know a pharmacist who could sell you a sedative. Jules you need it" Jenny says and attracted a chuckle from me. " Tsk tsk.. no laughing" Claudette scolded before she started to draw a winged liner on my lids. " Aunt Claudette, do you know Simba?" " Oh yes Louie. He's from Africa. In fact, he lives in the zoo near my brother's home" Claudette smoothly lied and from my angle, I can see the awe in Louisa's expression.