Cute Zero Two Novels & Stories

“Good. Because we’re going to bury that old image of you so deep, the world forgets she ever existed.” Zara smirked. “And replace her with?” He grinned. “Zara 2.0. Unbothered. Unmatched. Untouchable.”

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Zain Centineo leisurely collected the paper cup of hot, black coffee from Glen Cameron and emptied it on the teenage Albino lying down on the floor. The boy instantly groaned out and winced in horror, the coffee was scorching hot when it penetrated through his uniform shirt, it felt like acid on his skin.

He smiled down at me and stroked my cheek which made me smile. "Rule number one don't you ever dare to cum without asking for permission." He said and sat down on the bed in front of me. "Rule number two don't talk without permission." He added and started removing his shoes. "Rule number three use your words." He demanded and stared down at me while removing his pants. "Rule number four if it ever gets too much or I'm hurting you or you don't like it." He removed his jacket. "Tell me immediately." His shirt came off next which made me lick my dry lips. "You wanted to know the real me then you will know." His boxers came off next and he officially was naked as the day that he was born.

" 𝐼 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑢𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑍𝑎" " 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑍𝑒 " 𝑍𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑔𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘.

Aryo's tug on my arm shifted us away from the door and window. "That's easy." I turned to the corner of the courtyard that was filled with a long couch fused to a divider with the same chrome trellis material without a table. Unique. I didn't even think twice about sitting down. "You insulted me before. Called me like a dog," Aryo complained. His face showed more wrinkles than when his mother was there. "That's an order." How to persuade him, huh? I grabbed each part of his fingers, brought them together in a complementary grip, and kissed the back of his hand that felt rougher than before. "I want you to bark, to do as I say."

It was another message from the Black Wolves: "Excellent work, little pet. Keep it up, and everything will be fine. — E & J."

I felt like I was in heaven when I saw him solving the equation. "As a result, a is now 1, b is 2, and c is 3. Hence, 2 multiplied by 1+2-3 equals n. First, I distributed two terms to each of the three groups. As a result, 1(2) + 2(2) - 3(2) = n is obtained. It's a zero if you solve it." While explaining my solution to Lee, I focused solely on him. "Just like the answer that I have on the board..." I told myself internally, "Because you're a boy, my feelings for you should be zero." I sighed in sadness.

Luke quietly followed Paige, saw how she hid by a pillar, crying, and informed Zachary. Zach walked up to her, still ensuring that no one was able to recognize him as he wore a hat to disguise his appearance. When he got to where she was, Zach asked, "Why are you crying?" Hearing his voice, Paige looked up to see him. She instantly got up, still clutching the torn gown in her hand as she struggled to cover her bra top. "I asked you why you're crying," Zachary said, repeating himself as he noticed how the short gown revealed too much of her fair skin.

I looked back one last time. Malik was surrounded. He was fighting like a demon, deflecting plasma bolts with invisible shields, ripping the armor off the troopers with his mind. But Kazi was still there. The Hunter had pulled a massive combat knife from his boot—a vibrating blade made of white ceramic that wouldn't rust. He was circling Malik, waiting for an opening. "We have to help him," I said, stopping. "He's going to die." "We can't," Eliana cried, pulling me into the darkness of the tunnel. "If Kazi gets you, this is all for nothing. You are the Zero, Baraka. You are the one who matters. Malik is buying us time!"