Zoro Huh Novels & Stories

***** Xandros, I gently called out to my sister, "Zyla, please have something to eat." She only glanced at the food I was having. Zyla is my younger sister and the legal wife of Zandro, the son of Skull, the esteemed first elder of the ZORNZON clan. She's been hiding from them because she can no longer bear the pain in her heart. I can't blame her, considering her unique power over memories and sadness. The intensity of her pain is far greater than what an ordinary person would experience.

It makes me feel as if Zor has some kind of hidden power that we should all be cautious about. "Krystal, let's go," Zuri whispers, and I stand up quickly as I realize they are waiting for me. I smooth my dress and clear my throat quietly. "Zalu is nervous. Be confident. Don't give Zor anything," I whisper, looking at my friends quickly. Fiadh gives me a nod, and Xiu straights her spine even more before flicking her eyes to me briefly.

“Hey, hey. Don’t cry, I am here.” Wiping off her tears he smiled while Lana chuckled softly. They both turned around and faced the crowd. “I, Zuhan Zaro, of the Dark Stone pack, take Svetlana as my mate.” Zuhan smiled at her while Lana lowered her head with shyness. She could feel heat rising in her body as her ears got red with heat too.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

"He will come soon, just wait." After saying that, Zoro called one of his subordinates and asked to be served drinks and snacks. He would not allow a bad impression to be made here, let alone the human race. Then, he resumed his work looking at the building construction that clearly couldn't be seen from there. However, Zoro kept looking at the glass wall because he could see everything. He didn't want to miss anymore.

ZION "Zion, for fucks sakes. Can't you keep your hands to yourself," Kendra fumed as she swatted my fingers away from her, "Didn't your mama teach you not to mess with a black girl's weave!" The scowl on her face amused me as well the red weave she decided to get during the weekend.

Gillian was not quite done with Kaze. He dreamed of the day he would become strong enough to kill Kaze. After learning that Kaze had crushed a real diamond, Gillian gave up on that thought. Gillian knew that not a single bone in his body was more solid than a diamond. “Mr. Weather’s calling, Zoro.” While Zoro was lost in his thoughts, a pretty woman approached and whispered in his ear. Zoro waved his arm for silence in the room before taking the phone from the woman. He put the phone against his ear. “This is Zoro. What can I do for you, sir?”

To eventually be able to forgive himself enough to think he belonged at her side. With Neo in the picture, that hopeful future seemed even further away than it had been before. Neo approached Zora, looking her over. “You are injured,” he said. Zora looked down. “I’m… not?” But Thorne could see now that he was looking that she had scuffed up her knee, likely in an effort to flee Neo or Kairos’ grabs. “Oh,” she said. “That needs healing,” Neo said. “It’s not a big deal. I can barely feel it.”

I question looking at Chase He glances in my direction briefly, "Don't ask me," he says nervously "So you guys haven't fucked?" Amber-Rose directs her question to Chase Why do I feel like I don't understand anything these people say? What is 'fucked' and 'horny'? They don't even sound like English words. "What does that mean?!" My eyebrows furrow as I get more irritated "It's another word for the S word," Amber says, placing her hand on my shoulder as she wiggles her eyebrows.

Zuri whispers something but I can barely hear her above the sound of my raging heartbeat; “What was that?” I ask, fingers trembling. Zuri shakes her head. “Shhh. Listen.” I’m two seconds away from taking off screaming at the top of my lungs when the sound comes again. “It sounds like a groan. Like someone’s in pain.” Zuri whispers. I nod, my eyes growing wide as saucers; “could it be Mario?” “Only one way to find out.” Without waiting to check if I’m following, Zuri takes off in the direction of the sound, screaming at the top of her lungs;