Zone One Novel Novels & Stories

That’s when Zane decided to put his necklace around his neck which Tyr truly appreciated. “You want some beer?” the house owner offered. Zane nodded and thanked him before he grabbed two cans from his fridge. Thankfully, he always stores beer inside his fridge even though he’s not really drinking often. They silently chugged their respective drinks, trying to cool down from their tiring day. Zane didn’t expect that Moon Stone was so huge. They haven’t even gone to other parts of the territory yet. Strangely enough, Zane somehow felt at home despite it only his first day in the new dwelling. Was it because he’s one of them? Was it the peace he saw earlier? Zane is still hesitant to embrace th

I cry out. Zane pushes away from me and mutters weakly, "I am sorry baby, but I am never leaving you again. In fact, I will find a way to our a tracker in you," he says, nodding to himself as if he has just done me a favor. A wave of dizziness hits me and I close my eyes. I don't know how but I find myself sleeping again. ** ***ZANE'S POV*** The moment I discover that London has zoned out on me, I place a kiss on her wrapped head, leaving the room.

My senses grasped the whisper, and I looked at Jackson. He wasn’t even moving his lips, his whispers barely audible. I looked around. No wizard seemed to have noticed. Intelligent. These people can’t catch the frequencies we can. Ok, maybe not all lycans are stupid. I lowered my head and whispered back in a low voice, only audible to us. “Beta Jackson. What is it?” “Neutral Zone.” “What about it?” “Alpha Kian said the Neutral Zone would be the safest place in our world right now,” he said.

"And after what just happened back there, they will be looking. Soon." His phone had been confiscated the day he was arrested, along with everything else that used to make up his life, and he had no idea what waited for them — whether his landlord had cleared the place out, whether Voss's people had already been through it, or whether anything of Daniel's box survived at all after everything that had happened since that night at their mother's kitchen table. The service road curved sharply, and through the rain-streaked windshield, Ryan caught his first glimpse of distant lights — an actual town, actual people living actual lives with no idea what had just happened a few miles behind them.

Beneath his opened jacket was a bulletproof vest, and after a silent moment, Zane buttoned it, masking the vest underneath the dark wood coat. After all, he promised Emma that he was going to keep them safe, and tonight he wanted to keep his word to her to the letter. After some silent seconds, he stepped out of the car, and just then his face caught the attention of someone standing a few distances, at the entrance of club twenty-one. “Look who the cat dragged out of the bag,” Belinda commented with a smirk on her face as she stared at Zane and his men, walking into club Daredevil. “We meet again, Zane Grimes... Let's see what excuse you have for blocking my number.”

The air around me was getting tensed and I could only feel myself heating up. I scroll down the pictures and come in contact with a video. My hands were shaking as I pressed play. This can't be true. It's him. It's Collins. I look up at him then at my glass. With one shot, I take in the full liquid and empty my glass. I drop it back on the table, angrily, not caring about the loud noise it made. I grab my purse and stomp out of the restaurant. "Jane." He called from behind.

He asked his wife what happened but she was very weak to even speak. --------------------------------------------------- When Jane, Margret and Fred got to the zone, it was already empty. All the zombies are not there anymore. The three of them were amazed, They felt warm, fragranced, and soft. "What the hell just happened?" Fred asked. "I think the world is in trouble." Margret replied him Then Jane told them to get into the van, they drove out to alert people that there is a big disaster. But before they left the zone, the zombie hand that Jane broke and got blood from the day she was thrown out of the helicopter was taken along with her.

Aryan grabbed his coat and stormed past his father, leaving the room in a deafening silence. Shadows of the Evening Back in Veridian Heights, Zara and Zoya sat on a bench overlooking the city lights. Zoya leaned her head on her daughter's shoulder. "I feel safe here, Zara," she whispered. Zara squeezed her mother's hand. "You are safe, Mama. And soon, we will be more than safe. We will be powerful." She looked at the city lights, unaware that back in Oakhaven, the "Monster" she had left behind was tearing the world apart just to find her.

As I sat in the dimly lit room, still reeling from Lynn's shocking revelations, a rush of conflicting emotions coursed through my veins. Zea, the woman I had come to love and trust, was now at the centre of a dark and dangerous secret. Lynn's words echoed in my mind, urging me to take action, to confront the unthinkable truth that Zea may be part of a group planning to assassinate the president.

“Let’s go.” As they stepped out of the room together, Zoe couldn’t shake the feeling that something had shifted. That beneath the surface of their new beginning… Something darker was waiting, watching and planning. Her hand instinctively brushed against Zack’s. He laced his fingers with hers without hesitation. Zoe squeezed his hand slightly—just one week. One week of peace. She needed that, they needed that, because once she opened that book, everything would change and deep down… Zoe knew. Nothing would ever be the same again.