Zoro Huh Novels & Stories

How and when did my parents suddenly recruit my Aunt to continue in their footsteps? He looks from one person to the other, sizing us from head to toe in a disgusting manner and I just want to burst his lips wide open. "Hi Beauties, I'm Alpha zoro of the Shadow Pack, it's a pleasure meeting you both." His said, his eyes twinkling in mischief, he takes each of our hands and gives it a peck that immediately repulsed me and I withdraw my hands abruptly before I do something that could put my Aunt to shame.

He was looking worried for her. "N-no I-I am..." Zoha was stuttering as she gulped the lump of saliva in her throat making Anna to look at her. Zoha was a bold and confident girl. She never hesitate to say anything in front of anyone but she was stuttering in front of Haroon. Anna admitted he was an intimidating man but still he was charming too. Anna shook her head and diverted her attention towards Zoha. "...no I-I am fine actually Anna..." She was saying as Anna stood up like an electric jolt passed through her veins. Why was she taking her name? That's fine if she was worried about her temporary husband but she shouldn't tell him that directly.

If he were like Arthur, someone would end up in the hospital before three days were even up. The rest of them went on eating. After several minutes, Merope still hadn't returned. Zorro grew worried. He stood up and said, "I'm going to go check on her." "Okay," Holly and Bryce both said at the same time. Zorro walked to the washroom. As he rested his hand on the handle, he heard the clacking sound of frantic footsteps. He opened the door hurriedly. Merope's hair was in a mess. Her hands were covered in blood. She was running over.

(ZILO’S POINT OF VIEW) "Will you stop whistling? That tune is three hundred years out of date and it’s vibrating right in my inner ear!" Zilo shouted, his head buried in the wiring of a portable resonance-detector. He was huddled in the corner of the hub, his tools scattered around him like the bones of a dead bird.

Zandro is already done eating his dinner at the Bro's as he was talking to Marky about a lot of things. "Get ready for tomorrow were heading home for a weak or two..." Zandro murmured as he was tipsy at the moment. They decided to drink a little since Zandro must be free for the time being. Lucky for the people who can invite him to drink liquor... He is Zandro David Accetturo for pit sake! All people wish to have a little time with him... But he is just a dream for the common people but in Marky's case, he wants to take a break from his present... Being with him is really a suicide attempt! Is he planning something again and he invited me to go with him to Country Z? "Aahhmmm! Im busy... Yo

He hesitates for a moment. "Yes. It's Ms. Zara." ^^^^^^^^^

He looked at us and his left brow raised a little bit, as he asked us what we were doing. "I heard Caroline shouting but it doesn't sound like something's wrong." "Ah, no." I shook my head. "Nothing's wrong, brother. We were just talking about some stuff, you know, girl thing." I looked at Caroline knowingly, making her nod in agreement. Since Zhairo turned twenty, he became more intelligent and you wouldn't be able to lie to him unless you were a great liar. He could easily sense if you are telling the truth or not.

“Laura?” “I’m there, okay! I am in position!” she shouted, so that everyone could hear her. The rest of the team was sending so many irrelevant, nonsensical statements now, it was hard for Aaron to communicate at all. “I’m the pretty princess. Look at my sparkly dress,” Morris said. “Who’s the turkey now? I repeat, who is the turkey now!” Nelly demanded. Another New York team member added, “Four. Four foot six.” “What the hell is she doing?” Elliott asked.

Zuko held his breath, his heart pounding, as the clock on the wall ticked away, each second feeling like an eternity. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, his phone buzzed again! "Bro, it's here!" Toph shouted with excitement. Zuko's eyes lit up as he saw the small star icon glow on the screen, accompanied by one clear word below it—[Fireflies].

I was still holding Hunter’s hand, could feel the warmth of his touch spread through my body as he squeezed my hand gently. Closing my eyes, I could feel my eyes change colors right before she opened my mouth to speak. “Zanicus,” My eyes widened hearing her voice. It’s exactly the same as… “Coraline?” Zane turned his head in my direction, his eyes wide in deep shock. ‘Valkerie? What are you doing?’ I asked my dragon, but she’s not answering.