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| Actress Saoirse Ronan would make a great Zahara. |
Character Name:
Zahara Faraday
Age: 18 years
old
Description:
Standing at five feet five inches, Zahara has bright green eyes in an oval
shaped face with demure cheeks and full lips. She has a head filled with frizzy,
curly, red-orange hair inherited from her mother. She is slender built with
nicely toned arms and legs due to her training.
Skill Set: Great
aim with a bow and arrow, hand to hand combat with a dagger, can whip out a can
of pepper spray on a moment’s notice
Hobbies: When
she isn’t busy training or taking down evil rogue supernatural, Zahara loves to
read, hang out at the Marshmallow Café, movie watching, or eating close to
anything to do with chocolate.
Likes: baked
goods, especially cupcakes & brownies, collecting books, hot chocolate,
vegetarian spaghetti
Dislikes: rogue supernatural
who harm humans, peas, mosquitoes, sharks
Bio: Zahara was
born into a unique family. Her mother is a Light Witch and her father is a
human. She didn’t develop any special powers though, being as human as her dad.
Ever since she was a teenager, Zahara has been training in various aspects of
punching and stabbing since rogue supernatural tend to go after her family and
the human population. She’s never had an official boyfriend due to the
challenge of balancing a secret world with a normal teenage world. She would
rather send her day snuggled up on the couch in the library in her house than
chasing down Imagoes, dream sucking fairies, or sociopathic angels.
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| Actress Logan Browning would make a great Becca. |
Character Name:
Becca King
Age: 18 years
old
Description:
Standing at five feet six inches, Becca has warm, brown eyes and
shoulder-length strawberry-blonde hair. Her skin glows a caramel tone and she
has a fuller build with well-toned muscles due to the torturous training her
best friend Zahara’s family makes her endure to be part of their secret world.
Skill Set: Loves
to wield a mean can of pepper spray, has been trained in hand to hand combat
with a dagger, can take down a rogue with her sparkly pink Taser, can make an
outfit out of anything
Hobbies: Putting
together funky outfits, having movie marathons with Zahara, eating sweets,
stalking her man Rekesh
Likes: vanilla
bean fraps, brownies, pizza, reading, glue gun, sowing kits, shopping at
Michael’s
Dislikes: evil
rogue supernatural, vegetables, secrets, lying
Bio: Born and raised
in Broward, Florida to a very loving and very protective father, Adam King, and
a sweet, obsessed baking mother, Ariel. Becca is an ordinary girl except for
helping Zahara and her family take down rogue supernatural. Becca can
definitely kick butt when the moment calls for it and is willing to do anything
to protect the people she loves. She plans on becoming a fashion designer and
opening her own small shop once she is done with college.
SNEAK PEEK FROM INSIDE MICHAEL (SONS OF OLD TRILOGY, #2)
Michael and Zahara unbuckled their seatbelts and stepped out of
the car. Zahara scurried around the front porch and around the right side of
the house with Michael close behind. She led him to the backyard and looked up
at the window on the end.
“That’s Becks room,” Zahara said, pointing to the window. “Mind
giving me a lift?”
“Of course.” Michael stepped up to her and wrapped his arms
around her waist. This time he kept his eyes locked on the window above her
head instead of looking down at her, and with a thrust of his wings, flew up to
Becca’s window. He spun Zahara around and she leaned forward, lifting up the
window.
Michael helped her climb inside feet first, and Zahara jumped
down into the room. Michael hovered outside while Zahara tiptoed her way to the
bed.
“Becks,” she whispered, shaking Becca’s shoulder gently. Becca
just snored loudly. “Becks, wake up!” Zahara whispered a little louder and
shook her shoulder a little harder. Becca flipped over on her side and snored
again. Zahara leaned over her, lifted one of her eyelids and said, “Becca, will
you get the hell up already!” in a normal tone.
Becca bolted upright and smacked her forehead right into
Zahara’s. The both of them cried out at the same time and Zahara flopped down
on Becca’s bed.
“Zar, what the hell?” Becca practically yelled. “What are you
trying to do, kill me?”
“Shhh,” Zahara chided while rubbing her forehead. “You sleep
heavier than the dead. Be happy I didn’t toss water on your face.”
Becca squinted at her. “What’s going on? Is everything okay?”
“Me and Jase came to take you hostage,” Zahara said, thrusting
her thumb in Michael’s direction. “We’re going out to do some hunting.”
Becca groaned and laid back down. “Are you serious? You woke me
up to go out patrolling?” She tossed one of her fuzzy pink pillows at Zahara’s
face. “I outta slap you.”
“Becks, just get up and get dressed would ya? Jase says he knows
a place we may be able to get some answers to maybe find out where Lucifer
could possibly be hiding, or maybe find some answers that could help Rekesh, so
let’s go,” Zahara said, pulling off Becca’s lime-green comforter.
Becca yanked it back and scowled. “I hear a lot of maybes
in that sentence, which doesn’t sound promising. I’d rather go back to sleep
and dream of my sexy boyfriend.”
Zahara rolled her eyes and threw Becca’s pillow back at her.
“Becks, I’m invoking the best friend clause,” Zahara said and Becca groaned.
“The best friend clause states if one best friend needs help in a dangerous
situation then the other said best friend will come to the rescue. You are my
said best friend, therefore, you have to come to help me in case I get in
danger.” Zahara grabbed the comforter again and pulled it off Becca, balling it
up and throwing it on the floor.
“You just made that up,” Becca whined, sitting up in bed.
Zahara shrugged. “Does it matter? You know you wouldn’t want me
going into a dangerous situation alone.”
“Why can’t you two be normal and go make out at his place while
your parents are sleeping?”
Zahara ignored Michael’s presence at the window and the warmth spreading
to her ears and stomped over to Becca’s closet. She grabbed a pair of black
tights, a pink-and-white tutu, and a pink-and-white, long-sleeved shirt.
Tossing them on the bed, she headed to the window and said, “Need you to wait
below. Becks needs a moment to get humanly presentable.”
Michael smiled and instead of flying back down to the ground, he
simply turned around. He could hear Becca grumbling as she started to get
dressed in the dark. A drawer opened and shut. There was rummaging through the closet.
More grumbling from Becca, and after a few more minutes, Zahara finally called
out, “Ready to go,” and Michael turned back around. Becca was fully dressed
now. She had traded the tights and tutu for a pair of dark-blue skinny pants,
the white-and-pink shirt for an orange tank top displaying her favorite band,
Family Force 5, and added a dark-blue vest, which was unbuttoned. She pulled
her strawberry blonde hair back in a ponytail and managed to somehow perfectly
apply makeup to her face in the dark.
“If you drop me, I’ll run you over with Zahara’s car first
chance I get,” Becca warned, staring as intensely as she could at Michael.
Michael held out his hand. “I would never dare to drop you.”
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