Novelas y relatos de Zoro.

***** 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.

Arhaan was looking at her with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I am Hoor Randhawa. It's my second day in this university." Hoor said with a tomato face and then sat down. "Randhawa... Randhawa. Are you both related?" Ayesha said jokingly, looking at Hoor and Arhaan. Before Hoor could say anything, Ayesha was paying attention towards something else. Arhaan had noticed Zark's attention towards Hoor's row who seemed to be focused over there, but decided to let it go for now.

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.

He is standing right there before Varz’s presence with his hand wielding the grip of his Katana on his right waist. He is a short-haired guy in a red Kimono. "Hold on, did you say “Arz”? Don’t tell me?! He is that ‘Arz’?!" Alfi is shocked by realizing that. "Salutation, my name is Arz." He said. "I am here not to fight, regardless I am the boss here that you have to defeat to get outta here. Speaking of which, Varz, Have Doraduo acknowledged you?" He added.

Why? “Girls, let’s go!” Macky called, then he looked over at me and smiled. “Good to know you’re still alive, Maze!” I replied with a subtle smile while trying to stop my eyeballs from rolling heavenwards. We walked over to the front porch and let Gab knock “Master Zorylle, it’s us,” Gab formally spoke. So, the Master’s name is Zorylle? Huh. Of course, he knows who’s here. He even tried trapping one of them in a glamour.

Ronan wavering for more than a minute was odd but finally, 'Here we go Axar. "I, Ronan Ver Solas, reject you, Zannicus Zer Zor-ester as my mate and Luna of this pack."

He shook his head as if to try to physically knock the unwelcome thoughts out of his brain. Gathering his emotions more tightly under control, he squared his shoulders and stood tall, pointing an accusing finger at the dark-haired witch. "You will not destroy me! I am Brandur of Clan Sköll, known as The Destroyer for a reason!" The woman sighed heavily, and he thought he saw her roll her eyes. "Freya help me," Astrid murmured, raising her hands in a supplicating gesture toward the skies. "Once again, Brandur of Clan Sköll, I am not here to harm you. You are far too important for that."

Those piercing blue eyes, sharp with intelligence and simmering rage, locked onto her. “Who are you?” The question wasn’t a query; it was an accusation, a demand for an answer he felt she was withholding. “I have told you my name, I am Zora,” she said, forcing her voice not to shake. “Former Luna of the Moon Claw Pack. That is all I know.”

“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.

"You plan on killing everyone." "And I plan on starting with you," Zora whispered as she pushed her hands through the portal. The sparks flying around her fingers increased as she muttered a spell under her breath. "Ghai thuzar jhakita op lik..." "Elora..." "... Htak ishtah zhwart humbil..." "Elora, get out of here..." "Hakim zithub arole hafig DEATH!!!" "ELORA!!!" A large beam of light, encircled by a black cloud that whispered lullabies of death, shot out of Zora's hands and headed straight for me. Alexander screamed my name as the beam grew larger, it's speed increasing with every passing second.