Bravo Two Zero Novel Novels & Stories

“Holy crap, Briella, you’re a monster!” “The four of us couldn’t even get past the second layer—it took us twenty minutes!” “She’s the boss for a reason, alright.” “Boss, will I ever reach your level?” Sage whined. Austin: “In your next life, maybe.” The screen froze. A new window popped up. “Access Granted.” Briella leaned back in her chair, eyes narrowed with satisfaction. “I’ll admit it—Zero’s defense was impressive. This… was fun.” ***

Abel asked and looked at Madeline who was on the floor weeping and in agony. “Am at the New York city police department. Am filing the report with...a friend.” Ava said trying to get herself together. “We're on our way now.” The call dropped instantly and Ava had her lips quivering before she got her arms around Esperza's back to now crash herself against him. She weeped and didn't care she was wetting his sweater with her tears and Esperza didn't seem to mind either.

Her head snapped back and she collapsed, rolling onto her back, dazed and moaning. Jones laughed, baring his teeth, eyes glowing red, a sadistic glee on his face. He brought his foot up again but Adom shouted in agony, drawing Jones's attention. Jones turned to them fully, swinging the sword in an arcing 'X' in front of him before advancing on them. Adom let go of Ammy and she fell to her knees, too weak to stand on her own. Adom stood, brave and unarmed between Ammy and Jones, not flinching when the alpha snarled at him to move aside. Adom refused and Jones rolled his eyes before back handing Adon who grit his teeth and fell to the side, on one knee.

Present Day/Night Nora & Blake’s P.O.V Nora and Blake sat by the lake, on top of some rocks, watching the water ripple slowly in the wind. It was a fresh night and all the animals were out doing their own nightly business. There was a silence before Nora spoke, her voice quiet but able to be heard. “How much longer before this is over?”

The shuttle waits, and Sarah at the controls, and Julian strapped white-knuckled in the back, and the long dark water between here and my brother. The silver sings in both arms and a second heart beats in time with mine, and Subject Zero, who slept folded and frightened in her own bones for twenty years, does not sleep anymore. I step through, into the light I am making, and I go to bring my brother home. End of Volume One.

Behind Luke, holding the barrel of a heavy black handgun pressed directly against the base of Luke’s skull, was Subject Zero-Two. Zero-Two looked like Noah’s dark mirror image. He had the same sharp jaw, the same dark blue eyes, and the exact same height. But across his forehead, running from his hairline down to his right eyebrow, was a thick red lotus tattoo that stood out starkly against his pale skin. "Noah, don't open that door!" Luke shouted toward the camera, his raspy voice tight with tension. "He brought three Vanguard strike teams with him! They have the whole yard surrounded!"

In their place was smooth, healed skin, and over it, the intricate, dark lines of the mating mark seemed to glow with a faint, inner light. The air left the room. No one moved. No one breathed. Zero’s head tilted. He looked at his hands, flexing them as if seeing them for the first time. Then that blazing, terrifying gaze returned to me. A slow, predatory smile spread across his face. It wasn't his smile. It was something older. Wilder. His voice, when he spoke, was a low, resonant growl that vibrated in my very bones. It was layered, like two voices speaking as one—his, and something infinitely more ancient.

Every instinct whispered that the man who had purchased her was watching. She thought about the auction, about the ten million dollars that had bought her. Her stepfather’s greed felt meaningless now. He had handed her over without hesitation. She belonged entirely to Alexei Volkov. The car moved deeper into the city. Moscow’s skyline stretched before her, tall and imposing. Lights glimmered like stars, distant traffic rushed by, but the city felt alien. She realized that nothing she had known applied here. Every step forward was dictated by men whose loyalty and skill made her feel fragile. The fear inside her grew heavier.

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

Victor hissed. He swung. His fist connected with Subject Zero’s jaw, sending the clone flying backward. She hit the safety rail of the reactor pit, her skin flickering like a dying television screen. She looked at Victor, a jagged, robotic grin stretching across her face. "The twins... belong to the state..." Zero rasped. The rail snapped. Zero tumbled into the white-hot core of the reactor. A pillar of violet fire erupted, and the ship groaned, a sound of dying gods.