Zuki Avatar Novels & Stories

She was amazed at the quality of the furniture and couldn't believe that, this man owned this all. “Hun I'm hone, and I brought a guest.” Rogue said taking off his jacket and sat down on the couch. “In the kitchen, I'll be right with you in a moment.” Lucifer’s voice replied from the kitchen, followed by weird baby noises. Shizuki sat down on the couch and stole glance at the furniture, sculptures and everything inside the house as a whole with fascination. Her auburn eyes were glowing with curiosity as she continued to immense herself and broaden her encyclopedia on artifacts.

IN THE PACK HOUSE: "Mate," Zion whispered lovingly and hugged Ava. He nuzzled her neck, and she gasped. Every time he showered her with his love, she finds her lost self back. Wrapping her arms around him, she hugged him tightly. Placing her head on his chest, she closed her eyes and listened to the rhythm of his heartbeat. She sighed in contentment. They stood there hugging each other. Ava slowly pulled away making him growl.

he walks away mid-sentence. Uncle Zuko is a quiet man; he is stoic and never shows any emotion. He also has no mate. Lately I’ve been thinking maybe that is why he is so unhappy. Maybe his mate died? He has never had a chosen mate either. He does go into the nearby town sometimes, he goes on dates with human ladies, that’s what Mommy says. But I always hope the Moon Goddess will give him a second chance mate.

He prepared everything; he even instructed Dillon and Lilac to take care of everything. A victory party will happen, but it’s a proposal behind the scenes—the grand proposal of the ruthless alpha king. Drake sat on the couch playing with his son, Zeus Calvin. His son inherited his eyes; even the mold of his facial features resembled him. His son was totally like him when he was still a kid. Zeus gets his mother’s lips; soft, red rose lips, and even her mother’s hair color. “Hey, where’s everyone?” Emily asks Drake who was playing with her son, Zeus.

Even though she didn’t reply, Zivon chose not to get mad. Instead, he simply pulled her out of the room… Understandably curious, Xavia asked, “…Where are we off to…?” Not giving a response, Zivon simply continued pulling her down the stairs… and upon arriving at the entrance, Xavia’s eyes instantly widened. After all, instead of his usual Maybach, a black Prince motorcycle was waiting for them there! Grabbing a helmet, he then helped Xavia put it on… and after putting his own on, he got on the vehicle before saying, “Get on and hug me tightly.”

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

It had been two days since Ava had talked with Fatima and she hadn’t heard anything back. She spent her days with Luka, and he seemed to settle into life in the mansion. Zane would usually find them when he had a break in his work, or when he decided he wanted a break. Ava was sitting in the garden crocheting; it was a nice day and Luka was sitting on a blanket with his Legos. It had fast become his favorite toy after his bunny. The pink bunny was laying by his side, it was his constant companion. He may have been a bit old for a security stuffy, but with everything he had been through, Ava thought he deserved it. Her phone rang and she saw it was Fatima calling.

I told her again and then looked back to see the motorbike at our back with the SUV just behind it. “Now!” I shouted as I unbuckled my seatbelt. I looked at Aurora, who already had her hands on the wheel. “Trust me, and in case anything happens to me, just know that I love you, Aurora. It might be too early, as it’s not Christmas yet, but I want you to know that I love you so much,” I muttered to her. Then I opened the car door, looked at her one last time, and then leapt out. On cue, the man on the bike reached my side, and I jumped onto his motorcycle, shifting into Rhaziel—a gray wolf with golden eyes, about 5’5 feet tall.

"You are the Earth-Breaker. The girl who punched a hole through the Night Terrors." Kesi bowed her head and stepped back. "Mwajuma, this is Zuri. She is the Captain of the Vanguard, the Matriarch’s right hand, and your assigned guide to the city." Zuri stepped forward, extending a hand that was calloused but elegant. Up close, her beauty was almost distracting, but it was the absolute, unshakeable confidence radiating from her that made Mwajuma’s heart skip a beat. "I have been waiting three days to meet the woman who made the Alpha monster bleed," Zuri said, her golden eyes sparkling with genuine, intoxicating delight. "I am honored, Mwajuma. Truly."

The lively guy stops shaking their hands like he was taken aback from a sudden question, and continues, "Ah, I forgot, they called me Zhi, not an alphabet letter 'Z' but 'Z-h-i', I'm Zhi. Nice to meet you, hope you will take care of me." Because of his jolly character, the atmosphere becomes one too. He has black long hair in a shoulder level for a boy, a neat small braid on his left side is tied to the back along with a knot. His fringe has an orange highlight that makes it even more beautiful. His looks are quite feminine, a pretty boy. He was also not so tall, and a guy expert in bow weapon in a moment of fighting awhile ago.