Zoro X Perona Mga Nobela at Kwento

Zoren was in awe as he watched Verena raise one hand up, her eye glowing with purple light as she stared down at Rico, still unable to process what was going on. "Verena, that’s enough; we can go now; please stop!" He said. Everyone moved away from her; even Barbara managed to crawl, little by little. But Zoren focused on finding a way to get past the powerful aura that surrounded Verena like a small tornado, protecting her. "My dear," he called her. He tried to reach her with his one hand, and to his surprise, he was able to hold her arm normally without flying away like the others did.

Zuko gently held her as they lay on the bed. Lina understood his intentions. Her cheeks turned slightly red, but she couldn't deny she also missed him. Her hands slid onto his broad shoulders, and she gently kissed the corner of his lips. Encouraged, Zuko acted swiftly. However, just as they were about to reach the most crucial moment, a loud cry suddenly echoed from the crib beside them. Zuko froze, and Lina was also surprised. She immediately pushed Zuko, who was above her, and rushed to the crib to pick up Persephone, gently comforting her.

Rora’s POV I released myself from Darius and walked over to where Zayn, Stephan and Cyra stood. I could feel Darius coming up behind me. “Well hello there Rora. Lovely seeing you here.” Cyra smiled innocently, tighning her hold on Stephan who looked dumbfounded and out of place. His eyes flew everywhere before they landed on me, begging for some sort of help. “Brother,” Cyra started, jutting out her lower lip. “I want this one.”

I asked her with a confusing laugh. She took a contemplating breath before answering, “Because I don’t want anyone to notice me, especially Ronan. You know how they are right?” she said with a look of horror on her face. I hate seeing her like this. She is terrified of that vile person. Ronan Pierce, is Zane’s best friend and he torments my best friend for his own sick kick. He is a complete psychopath and most of the students stay away from him in the school. “Ugh, don’t remind me of that psycho. I swear he is the first person I am going to kill to crack up my wolf side,” I promised her in all seriousness but she laughed it off as if I were joking.

He watched Ronan carefully, looking for an opening. "Tell me," Ronan continued, "how does it feel knowing you failed everyone? Your father, your brother and your pack." "Shut up," Zyros said. "And that girl," Ronan glanced at me with disgust. "You threw away everything for an omega. How romantic and how stupid. Zyros lunged forward but Ronan dodged easily. His blade sliced across Zyros's leg and he stumbled. "Zyros!" I screamed. He caught himself before falling and turned to face Ronan again as blood ran down his leg.

***** 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.

Alexander and André were hauling a cuffed Santi up the stairs with Zio Damon following behind. “You will all pay for this. Letting those girls live will only bring suffering to our pack. And to have one as our Luna.” Santi sneered, earring him a boot to the ass from Zio Damon. “Shut your mouth! Don’t disrespect our Luna.” Zio Damon commanded. Even I could feel his Beta aura pushing out. I had to smile, knowing my Zio was already on board with Crista being our Luna. “Is that the bastard from last night?” Persephone demanded, pulling away from Zoe.

“Let’s go.” They turned to leave, but Bjorn clapped loudly, the sound echoing through the hall. “I would have been very disappointed if you’d agreed,” Bjorn called out. “In the end, I want you as my Luna, and my Luna cannot behave like a cheap whore. As a token of my affection, I’ll tell you who is responsible.” Zoriana stopped, rooted to the spot, but she didn’t turn to face him. Her heart hammered against her ribs. “It was rogues,” Bjorn said, his voice losing its playful edge. “But not mine. Not werewolves. It was vampires.”

“Let me work, woman! I already got written up once and I’m one slip away from getting fired for cause. If anyone sees me laughing now, I’m done. We’ll talk later, I promise. But without an audience, okay?” Zoe placed a hand dramatically over her chest. “I swear. But I want every detail. No skipping commas, no changing intonation. I want to know the rival’s underwear color if possible.” Celina shook her head, still smiling. “Marruá Panther… that’s a new one.” Zoe was already halfway out the door but spun around dramatically to add: “And a powerful one! Panther in heels and a blazer. A legend was born today!” Celina laughed again, lighter this time, more alive.

Zor says to save face and I catch a look of pure rage in her big eyes. I immediately stare her down as she takes Garlof's arm. Something is off with the female. Something that goes beyond being disappointed or embarrassed. "May I present this Harvest's first couple," the Kea says trying to sound excited for them. The crowd cheers, but not as loudly as past tournaments and I begin to feel bad for the Big Cok. He won the brawl and proved that he could at least handle himself against Burk, but Zor still wasn't satisfied. He is going to have a life filled with feelings of falling short if she does choose to mate him.