Zora Character Novels & Stories

The climate in the room rises as hours count down to a critical moment of our assignment. Moving around the ill-organized table covered in maps and papers, the team gathers, standing in the midst of the preparations. Jake is looking straight at me, and although it is only for a few seconds, I can discern a shyness that does not often show itself. “How do you even manage it, Zea?” Jake’s voice is soft, his face intense. This is the question that was raised by the character: ’’Can I have fife being a mother and a killer at once?’’

she said. “Woman like me? What does that even mean?” I asked. “Zora, you are a strong and intelligent woman and you still have so much to live for and a fighting spirit that I’ve always admired, you’re not one to let something like this pull you down so easily,” she said. I shook my head at her words. “The Zora you’re talking about is dead,” I said. “No she’s not, you’re still breathing fine you’ve just hidden that part of you and you now live under this facade that you can never be like that again,” she said.

Of course he doesn’t. “He wants to break you,” she continued. “Not just your strength. Your patience. Your pride. Your ability to endure humiliation without losing control.” My jaw tightened. “So I’m entertainment.” “For some,” she admitted. “For others, you’re a threat.” That caught my attention. “Explain.” Zora’s eyes scanned my face, then my stance, my hands, my posture. “You don’t carry yourself like someone who plans to disappear quietly into the background,” she said. “We can sense strength when we see it. And you, you are strong.”

I must find out where Zara had fled to, where her so accomplice is and when I find them, I’ll make sure to pay them back every humiliation they have caused me during this period. I quickly ring up Alfred, the leader of the Beta wolf army called the wolf gang. He picks up almost immediately and in a jiffy, he’s present already. “Word has gotten to me that Zara WilGeorge s is no longer in almight town and she has eloped with some man,” I report, facing him squarely, “You know what to do.”

Zayn's POV I turned the key and walked in, to see Rora sprawled on the floor asleep. Books of different sizes were scattered around her and she was in the middle of it all. I shook my head as a small smile crossed my lips, I walked towards her about to grab one of the books closest to my head when all of a sudden, my leg was yanked and I fell backwards, my back hitting the floor roughly. She rolled on top of me and immediately raised her hand to hit me but then she froze. Her hand still in the hair as she blinked, already focused.

Zara clutched at her chest, overwhelmed by a sudden feeling. Was this some kind of family intuition? She had never met Xever. Even when she tried to find out about him, there were no clear photos. However, just a few words from Shawn and her heart felt like it was tearing apart. It was throbbing with pain. Zara's mind swirled as she imagined a mighty lion. Once the ruler of the jungle, then trapped by a hunter's snare. Despite its fierce struggle to escape, its injuries weakened it. Soon, other lions, hungry for its territory, attacked.