Ziva Paperwhite Novels & Stories

Once he could see a little, he was stunned by what he saw and so was everyone else. Mercedes's body had risen in the air floating above them. Her body was limp and still luminous. The shocking part was the spectrals of the White Wolves that were floating around her. The golden runes on their bodies glowed brightly. Everyone was amazed by their majestic forms, including Felix. It was their first time seeing the great White Wolves, and they felt honored to be in their presence. Felix was worried. He thought the White Wolves appeared to take Mercedes with them. He was not going to let that happen, even if it meant that he would have to risk his life.

She argued that with vampirism, witchcraft, and senses of werewolves combined, we will be indestructible. “Niklaus was made with witch powers! Powerful with powers at that! And you think a bite from him would produce the same results?” Lucianna screamed once again, seeking for the attention to be diverted to her. I hid my claws when I saw my aunt averted her gaze to my cousin, Lucianna. I immediately sat beside Natyaramona and assisted her into standing up. Her breaths were heavy and sharp, panting and almost begging for the last of it.

He passed a laptop to them. "That's a call made by Mr. Cypher a week ago, the same day he negotiated with me" he Raymond played the audio playback on the laptop. "It is worth more than what you are paying. You can make ten times of it with what's on that hard disk" Mr. Cypher voice relayed on the laptop. Raymond and Grace both looked at Mayor Mount briefly. Raymond had not seen the reason they should know about this as he claimed. "There are secret informations you can use to blackmail about ten influential people and above all. A zombie fighter. Her location, details and all info you need to know" Mr. Cypher voice concluded.

His WhatsApp messages followed one after another. "Zoe said you're leaving Clynton today. Why didn't you tell me? "Where are you going? Jaskleton University doesn't even start this early." About 20 minutes later, more messages appeared. "Don't join that project." "If you're serious about research, I can invest in your university. I'll fund a lab. I know a friend at Jaskleton University. She could mentor you." "Don't make any rash decisions, Willow." I was annoyed, so I blocked every way he could reach me instead of replying. Then, I spent some time scrolling on my phone and skimming through research before we finally arrived.

she repeated, teasing me before sauntering off. It was a vacuum here. Everywhere was dark. Zita had pure daffodil colored eyes that beamed radiantly. She had supervisions, and same for Wendy who had brigy onyx-amethyst, or dark purple eyes as she called it. Well, I needed to use my super vision. Shifting to my vampire form, the entire place shone brightly. I could see even germs roaming around- well, maybe not that superior. We searched our asses out. Well maybe there was no way we could find that book. Did the book even exist, or was there ever a book like that.

He didn't even bother to glance back as he scurried out the entrance. Where had Vivian gone? She was with Kayla a second ago... A yard or so away from Kayla, Vivian was cutting down the Shadows like butter. She had taken out her dagger from the silver necklace. Our mother had our necklaces specially crafted to revealed a deadly dagger with just a thought. Her silver blade had an orange gem on the pommel which glinted in the light. The look on her face told me she meant business as her her eyes were blazing with fury.

He had forgotten she was an apex predator. "You're bluffing," Chloe hissed, her voice trembling as she clung to Victor’s arm. "You don't have anything! She’s bluffing, Victor." "Am I?" Zara pulled a single, folded sheet of paper from the inside pocket of her crimson blazer. She didn't hand it to them. She merely held it up, allowing Victor to see the unmistakable Swiss laboratory crest and the highlighted chemical breakdown of Ethan’s blood. Victor’s breath hitched.

I moved quietly through the halls, my footsteps measured, until I reached the old man’s study. The door was shut. I pushed it open without knocking. Father sat behind his massive oak desk, the room thick with the pungent scent of his cigar burning between his fingers. The smoke curled lazily toward the ceiling like a serpent. The dim lamp cast harsh shadows across his face, highlighting the deep lines of age and power. He didn’t look surprised to see me. But then again, nothing surprised Elias Zarvan. I closed the door behind me with a firm click. “Do you want to die earlier than necessary with this addiction of yours?” My tone was stern, laced with the authority of the firstborn who had car

“Yet here you are. Negotiating instead of shooting. Keeping the vial instead of destroying it. You’re exactly like us. You just haven’t admitted it yet.” Zara’s hand twitches toward her hip. I lift two fingers—barely noticeable. Stand down. “What do you want?” I ask. “The vial. In exchange…” He slides a folded piece of paper across the table. “Names. Locations. Proof that every remaining Volkov asset has already been liquidated. You’ll see I’ve done half your work for you.” I don’t touch the paper. “And if I say no?”

“Esmerelda, what do you want?” “I’ll have the chopped salad. No dressing.” He looked at me in question before ordering it. “The hard-boiled eggs and avocado make enough of a dressing.” He grabbed a couple of bags of chips and water bottles while I put our meals on a tray. The cashier was mesmerized as he spoke to her. Ghost was utterly unaware of how he affected other women. My eyes followed as he reached into his back pocket to take out his wallet. His jeans were tailored to show off his perfect ass. My gaze was caught as he replaced his wallet. A half grin appeared, making me blush. I guess he was aware of how he affected at least one woman.