Cero Absoluto Novels & Stories

I screamed, tearing my throat raw. But my voice was completely swallowed by the deafening roar of the Vanguard and the explosive, thundering crash as Silas plunged the blazing broadsword into the chest of the final Colossal. A shockwave of blinding white light washed over the valley, completely blinding the Vanguard and illuminating the dark sky for a fraction of a second. In that split second of total blindness, the ambient temperature directly behind me plummeted to absolute zero. It wasn't the natural, biting cold of the blizzard. It was the suffocating, necrotic chill of the deep permafrost. The puddles of liquid silver and lye pooling around the shattered gates instantly crystallized in

Seeing this, Molly raised her gun and fired at Jayden. Bang! The bullet shot out. Normally, the human eye couldn't track it—but to everyone's shock, they could see it. It slowed. They could see it decelerate. By the time the bullet reached Jayden's chest, it had come to a complete stop. Frost coated its surface, and under gravity, it plopped to the ground. What is extreme cold? It's the absence of energy. Even protons and electrons no longer move—that is absolute zero. Jayden's freezing didn't reach absolute zero, of course, but it was enough to strip the bullet of all its kinetic energy.

It sucked the energy out of the air, the moisture from the breath of her mates, and the life from the very ground beneath her. The black ice beneath her boots spread in jagged, fractaled veins, claiming the slush of the rink and turning the iron rebar into brittle glass. "Don't move," the scientist commanded. His name was Dr. Aris Sterling, a man whose face was a map of cold clinical precision, his white tactical gear pristine despite the carnage around them. "Every step she takes toward you is a death sentence, Kaelen. Her internal temperature is dropping to absolute zero. She isn't a wolf anymore; she’s a thermodynamic collapse."

[The Void Absolute] Ang huling alabok ng kanyang pagkatao ay tuluyang tinangay ng nagngangalit na hangin na gawa sa malamig na kuryente, isang marahas na kawalan na nag-iwan sa aking kaluluwa na mag-isa at nanginginig sa dilim. The sacrifice of his remaining memories had left Dante standing before me as a blank, terrifying monolith—a hollowed-out god of absolute, unyielding obsidian energy. The man who had known my name, the billionaire who had ruined my universe just to claim it, was gone, leaving only a heartless machine with a singular, hard-coded command to protect my womb.

Frost began to spiderweb across the edges of the reinforced glass. "They're dropping the ambient temperature," Kara (Jinx) said, her breath pluming into a white cloud. She pulled her tactical jacket tighter around her shoulders, clutching her shielded laptop. "Quantum server farms require absolute zero to maintain superconductivity. The Admin isn't just a program on a hard drive, Ren. It’s a localized quantum brain." Leo (Tank) stepped to the front of the car, his massive Juggernaut armor groaning in the cold. He racked the bolt of his heavy machine gun, the metallic clack sounding loud and definitive in the small space.

“I’m dying.” “What the fuck?” The tone in Minus’s voice immediately shifted from anger to concern. I gasped, my hand reflexively covering my mouth. “I have CRC.” “What the hell is that?” Minus asked with a slight drawl. Evidence of his time spent in Savannah. “Jesus, Minus, you sound like a goddamned hillbilly,” Cutter said with a chuckle. “Colorectal cancer,” Warthog sang out, in a mock country singer voice, to a cheery tune that did not fit the lyrics.

Armani managed to push Dex towards the wall and grabbed Zaylee's body. "Armani lay her back there" "Sorry friend" Armani dashed out of the house. Dex's vision became bloody, he took out a bottle of wine by the counter and drank it all in a gulp. He shattered the bottle on the floor and began to pick up the pieces "Zaylee!" he yelled her name. The broken glasses had injured his skin and blood gushed out. "Zaylee!!" he yelled her name louder this time. He managed to get up but got his foot sliced by a bigger piece of the broken glass

#Supernatural realm# #Riddles vs fate# #three hours ultimatum# Que sera sera{what will be will be} Elena's POV As a creature of the night, a dangerously low degree temperature such as ten degrees Celsius and below is considered a norm. A strong wind blew through the room with a powerful passion, slamming doors so hard like a chaotic drum beat--a marching band with no finger making them want to fall off their hinges, ruffling everyone's hair, and controlling every single object in the room.

The stage was surrounded by a thick glass cage made out of grundium, a type of material capable of absorbing any amount of damage done to it. So that the audience ,and the guests were protected from the attacks in the fight. 'Max ,I am going to end this battle with this move' The water in the air started to condense ,and it started freezing , she was preparing this move from the beginning of the match, when she saw some strange guests among the audience, probably elites from the country 006. Rex and Ian surrounded themselves with fire ,when they saw Jasmine's move. The surrounding temperature started to cool down.

Wearing the large slippers of Leon which she's using, she took the lift to the first floor. Casually she walked around, finding a middle aged woman sitting on the reception desk who was busy on her computer screen. Eleanor took the stairs and climbed to the first floor. Her jaw literally dropped when her eyes landed on the massive looking guys working out in the gym, some were even without shirts. Luckily she just saw them from outside the door, they didn’t notice her and she immediately took stairs to the third floor. Where she was met with Caleb who was casually leaning against a wall and heaving heavily, his shirt was wet with sweat. "What happened to you?" Eleanor asked in a whisper from