Zola's Nana Novels & Stories

Lila's POV Early the next morning, Cole and I rushed into his car, eager to face the day without pausing for breakfast. We were off to his aunt Nana's house in Nestle village, not too far from our home. "Cole, are you sure about your aunt Nana? Can she really help us? I need someone who can truly interpret our vision—I’m scared." "Me too," Cole admitted, "but I trust my aunt Nana. She's a sidekick, some may call her a witch because of her gift of interpretation."

sophia said and help her out of the bed. “Hmm good morning mom” she greeted and sophia nod Sophia walked her to the bathroom as she step into the bathing tube and sophia bath her. Soon she was looking stunning in her uniforms with her hair braided into two. Sohia walked her down stairs and prepare her meal for her. She pounce on it hungrily and sophia chuckled as she watch her rush the oat meal in her mouth. “Its so delicious mom my other nanny don't even know how to cook someone need to advised them to go cooking class before applying for such jobs again” she muttered an sophia burst into laughter.

Yuck even I feel creepy whenever I think about it. My nana, my beautiful nana. Her name is Jasmine but I call her Nana. She was 19 when she came to my parents' house. My mother always taunted her unnecessarily because she was young, beautiful, and single. but Nana never left the GREY mansion because of me. She told me that she fell in love at first with me. My black orbs pulled her towards me. I smile at her words. I entered my castle. "GOLDEN SUNSHINE Castle"

Lafeya repeated himself. “ Fine, but I'll tell you who I am of you tell me what I want to know” I eyed him suspiciously, hoping he will agree to strike a deal with me. He nodded his head in agreement. Taking another gulp of water, I began my story. “ My name is Zoa, Zoa McClure. My parents are Maria and Tommy McClure. I have four siblings, Jason and Jeremy are seven, and Jojo is two. Most people call him Noël with me as an exception. I wanted him to be named Joey but that's his middle name. I live in New York with my parents. I'm sixteen, I'll be turning seventeen next month. Although I'm in my final year in high school, I skipped a grade. Most of my peers are eighteen but I don't really car

“It’s not like that at all.” But Nana is done listening. “You are concerned now because your power is on the line,” she spits out. “If it weren’t, none of you would be here putting out that damn fire and trying to get everyone to safety! But I’m telling you right now that I will never go with you. I would rather starve or get eaten by Rogues than to stay there and pretend everything is perfect while the whole world collapses on itself. And anyone who respects themselves and their people would join me right now.” She maneuvers her wheelchair away from us, and to my surprise, some of the villagers also come with her, dragging their kids and their valuables around. Among those people are Ruth a

Felicia stirs at the noise, her eyes fluttering open. “Nana?” she murmurs weakly. “It’s okay,” Nana whispers, kneeling by her side and pulling out the vials. “I’ve got something that’ll help. Just hang on, okay?” Felicia smiles faintly, but her expression is tinged with doubt. Nana doesn’t blame her. The old woman’s condition has worsened so quickly, it feels like trying to stop a flood with a bucket. But Nana refuses to give up. She administers the medication as best as she can, whispering reassurances even as doubt gnaws at her.

Ava listened to Maeve chatter continuously, she paused as they got nearer to the pack house. Like a child avoiding the butter stuffs "Maeve, uhm is Nana home?, I'd really love to have some of her pancakes" Nana is Maeve's grandmother who had been living with them since the death of her mate, who was her mother's father. Maeve looked from the pack house to Ava and gave her 'the look', Ava slouched her shoulders and gave her a cute pitiful look in return, which she always did when something bothered her but she wasn't ready to talk about yet.

"Zion looked at her. He thought about Nanny Zhang who once treated him viciously, and then he looked at that dying old woman again. He frowned slightly." I've heard from my mommy that you want to see me? "To be precise, I wish to see both Rita and you." Nanny Zhang's words made Zion frown slightly again. Rita's ill. She's not feeling well and can't come over. Just tell me if you have something to say. Zion seemingly behaved like the eldest son of the family. "Nanny Zhang looked at Zion, and it was as if she was looking at Nathaniel when he was a child."

Why were werewolves this vindictive and felt like a cold sharp blade if you even tried to touch their edges? Lilac was fifteen, a pre-teen barely out of middle school but she felt like the child in the girl's presence. Ollie didn't put it past her seeing that there were unreversible situations the girl was subjected to that Ollie couldn't fathom. Ollie had a rough life but not one where she lost her parents at such a young age. Ollie couldn't imagine having your parents ripped away, taken by war, by humans who simply feared them. Ollie curled her fingers on her lap. She did feel the uncanny resemblance in Lilac to Ivailo at a time like this, an oppressive pressure by a beauty. "Humans have n

Do it countless times until they get tired. Zoe waited for Helios to feel asleep before she got dressed and left his room. On her way downstairs, she saw Nana Milky talking to Ambrose. They stopped when they saw her climbing down. “Where are you going, Zoe?” Nana asked. Zoe smiled and rushed towards the old lady and hugged her. “I’m leaving, Nana,” she said as she let go of the hug. She saw how the old lady’s eyes saddened. “What happened, dear?”