Zola Novels & Stories

Something that definitely sounded perfect after a war. Dabria looked around with wide eyes. Zeus had lit a bunch of scented candles all around the bathroom. In fact, the candles were the only source of light inside the bathroom. He didn't turn any of the lights on. As Zeus knew, Dabria never liked flowers being plucked off of the ground, he just got a bunch of flower pots around the place to make it look more romantic. Dabria's favourite jasmine fragrance oils were in the bathing water. Dabria inhaled sharply as Zeus grabbed her hair and moved them aside. He pecked her neck, making Dabria shiver in pleasure.

Everyone in the community loves her, and they support her to fulfill her dreams at the University as a writer. But Mrs.Angus was not comfortable with the idea of Zena leaving the village for the city, although she has not given Zena a reason to start suspecting her of her selfish idea. Zena had overstayed at the market, waiting for the last customer to sell the few pieces of her black-eye pea fritters, but the day was already dark, a cylinder-like flame lamp that was stuck at the truck she uses to sell her fritter was what she uses to see in the dark.

The feral, apocalyptic predator instantly surged to the surface, ready to completely dismantle the Kensington estate brick by brick. But before Lucian could even open his mouth, Zara shifted flawlessly. She didn't raise her voice. She didn't glare. She simply looked at Eleanor Kensington with the absolute, freezing boredom of a Queen staring at a peasant. "You couldn't find my family in your registries, Mrs. Kensington," Zara murmured, her voice a soft, velvet blade that carried perfectly through the silent, eavesdropping crowd, "because my bloodline predates the concept of America by three centuries."

Sam’s POV “Zola.” I wanted to hear her familiar voice before I opened my eyes. Before I faced reality again. “Zola, are u there?” I called out again, hoping I wasn’t alone. I never want to be without her again. Zola didn’t respond, but I could hear her whimpering. After coaxing her to speak to me, her words were not what I expected. “He intended to kill us,” she said eventually. I quickly understood why she was upset. Zola will only ever have one mate, one true love. He is supposed to love her unconditionally, and he wanted her dead. I grew to love Axel with time, b

Zane As I sat with my personal cabinet, discussing the intricate details of our latest ventures, the atmosphere in the room was a mix of intensity and confidence. We had been working tirelessly to expand our influence, and the success of our operations depended heavily on precision and secrecy. My advisors, each an expert in their field, were laying out the plans with meticulous care. Just as my chief strategist, Lila, was about to present her latest analysis on our territorial gains, the door swung open with a force that silenced the room.

In Zayn’s eyes, Revitalizol was already an extraordinary medicine that helped Lil Hyde recover within a short period of time after sustaining lethal injuries. On the other hand, Lil Hyde was telling him that there was another more precious item in 897, whose value far surpassed Revitalizol. It was hard for him not to be interested.

Without caring about Zeno, Cia approached her two children. Lavatera is the female version of Zeno. They all look alike: brown irises, tall, and aquiline noses. Eyebrow color, brown hair color, also sensual lips like Zeno. Then, Lief was the male version of Arlica. Almost all of them are similar: golden irises, sharp but small nose, darker eyebrow color than Lave, silver hair color, and similar lip shape to Zeno. Only one that is not similar to Cia.

She was going nuts because of this stubborn, stupid man. Ellaine turned to the window and saw the Mohan grassland under the great Sun. It was basically a simple land full of grass, yes. But the rich green color she saw for miles under a bright, warm morning was just so pleasing to the eye. There were also horses, goats, and cows making a feast out of the grasses. She looked out to take a last glimpse of the forest. It seemed so little from a great distance. It may strike as a dark, cursed forest without knowing the beauty it had inside—where the trees danced with sunlight and breeze.

she grumbled. Vanessa exchanged glances with me and we burst into laughter while Brooke grumbled some more. "Sorry Brooke. It's not my fault they look nice," I said between laughs. "Well, Brooke isn't completely wrong," Vanny put in. I raised an eyebrow in question. "Let me explain," Brooke said. "Unfortunately, I can't remember the names of the security guy, the gardener and the cleaner but they both look good though the gateman looks like he could have a family. Your cook, what did you say her name is again? Your cook is very lovely. In fact, she's beautiful and also looks like a married woman. If her husband is as fine as she is, then her children must be drop dead gorgeous."

It breaks my heart a little more that Zander doesn’t want to share this with me. As I look around, my eyes collide with intense hazel ones, staring at me in disbelief. His scent engulfs meand it is suddenly harder to breathe. I fidget, a little uneasy with his gaze. I didn't realize he wouldn’t want me to be here. I at least thought he would be somewhat happy that I was here. I could feel Kia stirring. She is already ten times stronger than she had been all week, nearly back to her full strength.