Zonai Oc Novels & Stories

"Wow. How old are you?" "I'm eighteen." I replied. "I should have known." He murmured, and I turned on the horse to look at him. "What do you mean, you should have known?" I asked. He looked down at me, and our eyes met. Our eyes had met several times in this very long night, but this time it was stronger, more synergic than other times. His electric blue eyes seemed to capture my stormy grey ones and hold on to it, and I could feel myself almost melting in his gaze.

“My future Luna.” For a moment, the entire gathering fell into stunned silence, hearing Alpha Zenith’s announcement. Violet felt the world stop spinning. Her breath caught in her throat. Her mind refused to process what she had just heard. Did Alpha Zenith truly say that? Her trembling gaze slowly lifted toward the imposing man standing beside her. Alpha Zenith Beckham stood tall and unshaken before many pairs of eyes. His broad shoulders were squared in confidence, his expression was cold and commanding. Power radiated from him as he stared at the crowd with intimidation and fierce determination.

Dax replied, sensing the shift in my demeanor. “Good. I want you to hook the drive to the main server. I want every screen from this District to the slums to show exactly what kind of Luna she wanted to be.” Three days later…… It rained on the day of the Nightshade matriarch's funeral, as if the sky was trying to wash her away. When I walk in with Ronan and a handful of guards, the whole field of people rush to turned to look at us. Ronan with his blonde hair flowing freely, and proudly Omega, a stark figure in a black suit pant and silk dress shirt tailored to perfection, his posture regal, and his chin held high despite the dark circles beneath his eyes.

Orion picked up a barricade marker, twirling it between his fingers before glancing up. "Our only smart option is to lay decoys. Enough misdirection to delay them while we infiltrate and hit them from behind." "They would never see it coming," Rey muttered, and Orion smirked. The meeting dragged on until the sun broke fully over the horizon, its bright gold spilling across the maps just as Caspian strode in. They briefed him quickly, then scattered to prepare. *** Orion stood off to the side in the courtyard, arms folded, watching Rey strap blades around her thigh and waist, with another two tucked into the hidden lining of her waistcoat. She moved with practised efficiency, but something in

Nova’s POV I could see the sun starting set. It was casting beautiful hues of orange, pink and gold, across the early evening sky. I didn’t know what was going to happen next, so I decided to take a moment to just take in and absorb the beauty of nature. I had the ominous sensation if I didn’t figure out a way out of this, I wasn’t going to be seeing another sunset.

"It's not like that." "Then what is it like?" I challenged, leaning forward. "Because from where I'm sitting, it sounds an awful lot like I'm just a task you've been given." Jace exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. "Look, when an unclaimed omega shows up in pack territory, it's a big deal. It doesn't happen often. And when it does, there are... protocols." "Protocols," I repeated flatly. “Yes protocols.” He exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand over his jaw. "If it helps…We volunteered."

I tried to bring her back but failed. Doctor Owen had given us a weird explanation of what had happened. According to him Monna was a timber wolf, the tales of timber wolves has been a folktale for kids as long as I can remember. I remembered my father saying they were real but went extinct after the war with humans. They were said to be the strongest breed of wolf to ever exist. Apparently they had the power to transfer their life energy to others, this was why my garden had been blooming so much better since she started grooming them.

“I have a witness.” “Oh, of course. Here is Ezra Romero's statement in writing,” the attorney grabbed one of her documents and began to read aloud, “A black car with tinted windows was mysteriously turned off by the road when we passed by it and as we drove I discovered that it was an unidentified person following us,” the lawyer fixed her eyes on me again “I have three witnesses who claim to have been with Fernando watching a movie at the same time. Your neighbor's statement makes it clear what he was about to say, your stalker is someone else.”

The woman nodded, “Tell me, Ejima, does this look like a coincidence?” Ejima swallowed as she stared at the choirs of eyes that were staring back at her. It was almost impossible to think that those little children that could barely make a sound, were now standing on their feet with no support. Who could guess that this day would come? Who could have guessed that dropping those baskets into the water would save lives? “This is the finger of the creator,” Ejima whispered, unable to find words. “It sure is, Ejima, and by the way, my name is Ngozi." The smile broadens, "we've waited so long for this day. We have waited to give you her blessing and her gift.”

"Good morning class. We have a new student amongst us today. Can you please stand and introduce yourself?" I confidently stand up from my seat beside Thea. "Hello everyone. I'm Onda. Onda Silver Thorne." "Talk about weird names." A male voice behind me says causing some people to snicker. I ignore him and continue. “I’m 17 years old and I’m from…” I can’t say Zorah now can I? Say Australia. "Australia?" That came out more as a question. "Where in Australia?" The teacher asks. Katherine. "Katherine?" That also came out as a question.