Zora Loz Novels & Stories

They burst through the door at the top of the stairs with a fierce battle cry, clad in heavy armor, and wielding massive battle axes, silver swords, spears, and some warriors even completely transformed into their wolf form, but Zora resisted them, and he got back on his feet. Zora, a gigantic figure towering over the trooping warriors. He roared out loud to assert his dominance and instill fear into his surging opponents. He scrambled to grab an axe from Casandra’s stack of weapons, and with ease, he moved through the warriors with precision, skill, and ridiculous speed, taking down each warrior with deadly accuracy.

Every so often, they don't meet when Zara went on business trip with her boss as she was an in-house editor for a writing company. “Well, this girl is finally getting what she wants and has attained her goal.” Lora replied after a short time of silence passed. She twirled her glass in her right hand before taking a sip. She repeatedly did this with a loud grin, but it only made Zara even more curious. “What did you do, Lora? Don't tell me it's what I'm thinking.” She urged her friend with a knowing smile. “Yeah, yeah. It is what you're thinking. My stepmother would soon be spending the rest of her miserable life in jail, and I can finally fulfill the promise that I made to my mother.” Lora b

I watched Zora drink everything in with awe and delight. Eventually, Roman and I accompanied Zora down the stairs and she stood there as people approached, taking her hand and welcoming her. Among them was Emelda and her family. As Emelda approached her, she pulled her into a tight hug and to my delight, Zora reciprocated, embracing her back. Emelda, then introduced her husband and three children, the least of whom was a girl named Penelope and she had the same vivid blue eyes that Zora had. I heard her tell Zora she was six years old, and as they engaged in conversation, a strange feeling came over me.

Rings adorned every finger, and bangles clinked on her wrists as she gestured for Lila to approach. “Your fortune is not written in stars or cards,” Zora said, her voice a smoky contralto that filled the small space. She spoke without looking up from the crystal ball, where mist seemed to swirl. “It is written in your flesh. In the curve of your hip, the swell of your breast, the heat between your legs. Come closer. Let me read it.” Drawn by the command in that voice, Lila approached the table. Zora finally looked up, and her gaze was like a physical touch, knowing, assessing, deeply carnal.

I just don’t get why Leo wants a healer. “My brother has a disease,” Vogar dropped his glass on the table. “A disease that turns him into a beast, but takes a huge part of him before setting him free. Leo is dying everyday and has just two months to live if I'm right with my calculation. The only one who can save him is the Omega. But with my bracelet around her wrist, she can’t. Leo is eventually going to die. She will watch him take his last breath - the most interesting part of my plan,” Vogar said so much that I found myself fighting to comprehend.

My fingers work the clasp, my body going numb with every clasp. “Alpha, there’s trouble, “Theo, the beta announces, swinging the office doors open without knocking.

Her face is so white, like a dead body, but her lips is brightly reddish, with a little trail of blood on the side of her lips. “The teeth may be too much though.” I tell her. Justin grunts, and takes out the fangs. They are artificial. “Without the fangs, I’m a zombie.” “You will be a sexy zombie though.” I throw at her, as a compliment. She blushes, not replying me. “Vampires will find this very insulting.” Oliver pops in, out of somewhere. I’m aware of his presence because of his scent. Justin flinches at the sound of Oliver’s voice, bringing her hand on her chest and takes a deep breath in.

I put Zacharias down in his crib next to Stefano in the corner making my way back to the table "First of all, I am the Chief Investigator at WSP, Detective Clarke," he began pulling a badge from his pocket and showing me the Washington patrol star logo. "Is your name Ella Jones?" "Ella Loren actually," I replied sitting down at the table. "Is Leonardo Loren your legal husband?" he asked. "Yes," Not strictly true. We never officially married in the human way. "Is your maiden name Jones?" "Yes." "Do you have any evidence of your marriage?" He asked.

—Yes, wonderfully, Santiago is a great man. -Santiago? - Luciana asked in a whisper, when Irina was going to answer the two men arrived. —I think we can go now, Santi has arrived. — Said Saúl who at that moment looked from him to Luciana — Lu, meet my best friend Santiago O'Brien. — And then he turned to his friend — and I present to you Luciana Brown, Irina's best friend. — They both looked at each other surprised, Santiago couldn't help but look at her from top to bottom with her gaze.

A small smile on his face. "You lose your touch so quickly, princess?" He sarcastically asked, watching me as I struggle to try and summon anything. Ignoring me, he start circling around me. Refusing to give him my back, I turn and watch him as he slowly walks. His foot steps thudded agaisnt the dirt, little clouds poofing lightly into the air. "A wizzards greatest trick," he paused, clearing loving the dramatic effect he held. "Is to always be aware. Aware of what makes magic tick for you," Pausing he summoned a small horse made of water into his hand with ease as he spoke. The horse galloped, water splashing where it's hooves landed just above his palm. Awe and curiousity had my feet walki