Zonai Oc Novels & Stories

Zante looks at me concerned and Kodan glances nervously at Zev. “Who is that?” I demand and stalk towards Zante and sniff the air around him. My eyes fill with tears and I realise I can smell another Omega on him. It was strongest on Zante meaning she had been very close to him recently. I walk away from them, my body trembling with anger. I turn to face them, trying not to inhale the stench that oozed from them.

He didn't want Sebestian to see his red cheeks, as he felt the embarrassment take over again as he remembered the way he had acted. Adom watched as they landed, and he just couldn't wait to get out of the plane to see the view. Sebestian had to calm him down a bit before they departed the plane, and Adom was in awe at the beauty outside. It was like a dream. He walked beside Sebestian to get checked in, but he was elsewhere with his mind. The drive to the rented house was with Adom plastered against the car's windows. Sebestian was watching him enjoy the view as he had his hand wrapped around Adom and was caressing his belly. He just couldn't get enough of it. When they arrived, Adom was alm

We make it to the club and Cain walks over to my door and opens it for me then helps me out. "Thanks" I say blushing. Spotting Cain we make our way over to him. "Hey guys." Leo says. "You look good Zara." I lower my head blushing "thanks." I say. "Come on. I want a drink." Cain says pulling us up to the front of the line. "Don't we have to wait?" I question. "Not when my brother is the owner." He says with a smirk.

At a dinner table with a view too beautiful for a life that had still felt tangled. “Uncle.” Zoe’s voice had snapped me back, her eyes narrowing. “Where are you? That’s not the lake house.” “Bali,” Zane had answered. “Indonesia.” Zoe blinked slowly. “Is that the one with the really, really blue ocean?” She leaned in toward the camera until she almost headbutted the screen. “Show me.” Zane snatched the phone off the stand and turned it. The blue-green sea filled the frame, the infinity pool in front of us, bright sky. Wind rushed into the mic, turning into a steady hiss.

My phone buzzed. Unknown. A still from the stool take. My face turned. Oil. Zane’s mouth. Then a second still. The blackout. My knuckle. Teeth. Then text. Sunrise auction. Private room. Couple as a set or clips as singles. Reply if you want to buy your own skin back. Zane took the phone. He typed one word. No. The typing dots came back immediately. Then the old pack will see the uncut stool at dawn. Harlan hates being the last to watch.

Not now. Vilari appeared next, moving like a ghost. Hair wild, lip split, sword already wet with blood. “It’s a trap,” she panted, voice raw. “They knew we were coming.” No shit. A shadow lurched toward us, but the scent hit me first—Joran. Bloody, staggering, but alive. “We need to get the fuck out of here,” he gasped. He was right. We were fucked. The camp wasn’t abandoned. It was bait. A setup.

Verena's POV I walked beside Zoren, marveling at the vibrant and bustling atmosphere of the wet market. The scent of freshly caught fish and aromatic spices filled the air, mingling with the lively chatter of vendors and customers. Colorful stalls lined the narrow pathways, displaying an array of exotic fruits, fragrant herbs, and neatly arranged vegetables. Zoren seemed both intrigued and slightly overwhelmed by the vibrant scene unfolding before us. His sharp eyes scanned the various stalls, taking in the rich tapestry of sights and sounds. The flickering sunlight filtered through the canopy overhead, casting a warm, golden glow on everything it touched.

We were going to perform ‘Senorita by Shawn Medes and Camilla Cabello’ and I was sweating profusely as we drove through the Ark Town and headed towards New Bryxton Town for the competition. I lied to my brothers as I told them that I will be with Tessa for the entire day as well have to work on a school project, when in reality here I am with Zane, driving in his posh car which feels so cool to drive in. No wonder not only girls but also boys fall at his feet, this car is his impression of superiority. Wearing his Ray Bans and looking as confident and handsome as ever, he drove the car smoothly, with just using one palm. The other one was resting next to my thigh and I wished he’d put it on

Xander continued to say. “That’s good. What a relief…” Suddenly struck by a memory, Hanson gasped. “Oh, no! Zayn managed to bid for Ossiumol-100. If he took it, won’t he already be a master fighter too?!” Hanson’s concern was fair. Zayn had auctioned for Ossiumol-100 that had a higher strength. It would be easier for him to become a master fighter. Currently, Hanson was not yet one, so would he not be quashed when he met Zayn later?

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.