Zyron Owens Novels & Stories

To the side of the room, various equipment used for different diagnostic and monitoring activities in various scientific fields lined the wall, and there were some that Megan couldn't recognize or guess what it could be used for. This was like one big, very inclusive, very expensive science fair, she thought. "This is incredible," she voiced out, unable to stop the awe coursing through her at the sight of the wonder before her that was Olympus. "You haven't seen anything yet, Miss Months," Dennis assured her before waving to a bearded man who looked to be in his late thirties at the front workbench and he came forward. "Let me introduce to you Edward Barnes, doctor of physiology from New Yor

Just as he was about to swoop down on her, an unseen force sent him sprawling. "Who dares lay a hand on me?!" Owen exclaimed, feeling the painful impact of his fall. Looking up, he locked eyes with an angry Zyra. His face lit up with recognition. The young lady standing before him appeared even more innocent and lovely than Yaslyn, and he could sense a familiarity between them. Owen’s mind raced with newfound intentions, and he smirked sinisterly. Seeing Zyra before her left Yaslyn utterly speechless. How could Zyra be here of all places?!

-There we have a problem, I trust your verdicts, I also smell her smell, but she says she is a beta- -Beta my ass- as measured and polite as ever- Nobody beats my nose, that's a 100% omega, yes, with too much chemical in his blood- Zacarias was known in the world of science for being as sharp on his tongue as he was on his nose. And there was not a single time that he had been wrong, if he said that someone was something, it was that and there was no reply. Falcon had met him by chance and they ended up having a kind of rare friendship.

Nef and Ron were already on the way towards their table. Zion rubbed his brows as he felt a sudden pain but there was no choice to follow the hungry friends. With their tummies, their eyes were also hungry and thirsty and that thirst can only be quenched by looking at the hot girls. When the girls saw them, they were over the cloud nine. Zion is no less than Roman or Greek God. Slightly tanned skin, dark eyes, dark hair, tall height, perfectly balanced and muscled body, high IQ, a heir of the top IT company of the country, in short he is perfect in every way and a dream guy of every girl.

Owen said feeling proud of himself. Zayn didn't need to honk before the gate was opened. Owen's jaw dropped as he looked at Wyatt's house. The famous N Village. It was a neighborhood that Zayn built, it was named after the first game he created. it was huge. A lot of gamers lived in N village. Owen's excitement was an understatement. A lot of servants bowed to them as they entered the mansion. Owen held Fluffy closer to him. He was extremely terrified of people.

“Are you planning to pack? You’ve got maybe three minutes left.” Owens packed, hefted his suitcase, then stomped like a surly teenager down the outside stairs. He owned a scooter, which he putted down the long drive. Thanks to his broken wrist, the machine wobbled at intervals. Trey joined Zane at the window to watch. “Much as I hate to admit it, you did the right thing not beating him up. He’s still Mrs. P’s nephew.” Zane grimaced, his frustration showing now that Owens was gone. “Missy will give him his comeuppance. What do you want to bet he’ll dial her the minute he’s off the grounds?”

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.

His philanthropy work with the TRTC aided in his election to the Great Council. Alpha Damon Oakley, Blood Oak, has a single heir, a daughter, Violet, with his fated mate and Luna, Sasha. In the Blood Oak and Black Oak packs, a female can be Alpha, if she completes the Alpha Academy. However, if and when she finds her mate, He can challenge her for the title and by the win, become Alpha and she will submit and take the title solely of Luna or he can accept his position as her equal and they may both serve as Alpha and Alpha Luna of the Pack. Violet Oakley entered the Alpha Academy 10 years ago and completed it with honors 4 years ago. Violet and Luna Sasha have spent the last four years ment

At least the live one's did since most of the bees died after stinging Brady. Zion's eyes were no longer on Brady, they were settled on the principal's figure at the door, his jaw set and his demeanor rigid. There was something odd about this entire situation, but I couldn't put a finger on it. All I knew was that by the look on Zion's face, he had something to do with this little stunt on Brady.

“But I just... I need to know what happened. How did you pull that off so fast?” “The moment I saw the predatory way Owen looked at you at that table, I knew he would never stop,” Zayn explained, his voice a low, dark rumble. “He would have hunted you until he had you cornered. I texted Ronan right beneath the table, ordering him to prepare the extraction team and the wolfsbane synthetic. All I did was wait for Owen to take the bait.” “To follow me to the restroom,” I finished for him, my breath hitching.