Edens Zero Weisz Novels & Stories

It was morning already. Derrick was sitting by the still burning fire. He looked like he didn't sleep a wink all night. The fire never went out. I could tell it was no ordinary fire. There were no woods to keep it lit, but it still burned brightly. I handed him back his jacket. “Thank you.” I said almost in a whisper. “You're welcome.” He replied coldly and made his way out of the cave. I was right behind him. He looked like I had pissed him off The side of him I had seen last night was probably temporary. He was back to his icy self. I tailed behind him like a lost pup. We were almost at the entrance when a woman came in. She was clad in emerald green. I can feel my eyes widening as the mys

"What did you do to me?" "Daughter of the Aradia family of the Estburg underground community. You can fight, but not at my level," Eden said, a glint of light appearing in her eyes. "Do you know why I won't fight you? It's not because I'm afraid of you, it's because I want you to know how it feels to be powerless." With that, Eden flicked her finger and immediately removed a layer of Laudes' clothing. She moved quickly and instantly removed all the clothes that Laudes was wearing, leaving nothing behind.

He asked as he nodded towards Zeena who was standing behind us with a bored look on her face "Ah, my apologies. I totally forgot, everyone; this is Zeena Williams and she's a witch who has kindly agreed to help us put an end to the rogues" Greyson stated and everyone gasped loudly, even Peyton's eyes widened "A-A witch?" He breathed in disbelief as he stared from Greyson who nodded at his question to Zeena who twinkled her fingers at him in a wave "Yes I'm a witch, get used to it. It's nice to meet you all but can someone please show me where the bathroom is because I really need to go like, now" Zeena drawled and I pressed my lips together to stifle a laugh

The moment before she first chose silence. Not during grief. Not during pain. Before. When she was still whole. The Eden who asked questions too fast and loved without scripting and laughed during emotional monitoring trials even when the data came back “unstable.” The version they called a malfunction. But Zeta remembered her. And now she did too. Eden disconnected. Her breath caught in her throat. She didn’t cry. She just said: “I wasn’t a threat.” “I was a beginning.” It didn’t have a title.

"Who the hell are you?" Elodie’s voice rasped, her hand clutching the jagged edge of a control console. Smoke bit at her throat. The woman standing across the burning bridge of the Air-Fortress didn't flinch. She adjusted her stance, a mirror image of Elodie’s own posture. "I’m the version of you that didn't get weak, Elodie. I’m the one they perfected." "Subject Zero," Elodie spat. She wiped a smudge of soot from her cheek. The movement was mirrored perfectly by the thing wearing her face.

(ASHER'S POV) The meeting with the investors took some time and I was intentionally prolonging it because I wanted my stepmother to be gone before I come out but I would say I wasn't so lucky as the so-called fianceé of a girl quickly hugged me immediately I came out of the elevator. I groaned imagining myself punching her ugly face, I pulled her away and she smiled I found out that her smile wasn't as pure as the Melissa lady in my beach house. I couldn't stop thinking of that lady and comparing her to this ugly Chloe. Is it the impeccable perky milky boobs that she bares and her round and plump ass that I'm sure will be as soft as her body. "Ahhhhh!!!!! Asher are you fantasizing and insane

The year I started middle school, my parents solemnly handed my sister and me each a bank card. "This is your college fund. There's 100,000 dollars in each one. The password is your birthday. Don't touch it unless it's truly an emergency." I listened. I treated that card like a treasure. I never bought a single new piece of clothing. Even my worn-out canvas shoes got patched with glue and worn again. I thought that if I was just responsible enough, I'd live up to my parents' idea of "fairness." Then, after the SATs ended, I wanted to use the money on the card for a graduation trip with my classmates. Instead, the ATM screen flashed a number that burned my eyes: [Balance: $0.00]. At th

“She just connected to something that wants her. I’m not sitting around waiting for it to knock on the door!” Lena whispered: “It won’t knock.” Silence. Lena looked up, eyes trembling. “It will tear the world apart until it finds me.” Elias cursed softly. Alexander looked like he wanted to destroy the entire planet to protect her. Elias ran a hand through his hair. “Then we find it first. Z-03. Track it. Stop it.” Alexander turned slowly, eyes dark. “And Z-04?” Elias exhaled. “That’s the problem.” A tense silence settled before Alexander spoke again.

“You haven’t yet touched your brandy, Miss Weisz.” Wisdom drew back her attention to the present. She glanced at the glass of brandy she forgot that she was holding. Two out four ice cubes have already melted. Damn, she had been daydreaming for a time it seems. “Miss Weisz?” “Hmm?” Denver tilted his head to the side, revealing his flawless neck that could perhaps send any sane woman crazy by just a glance of that delicious neck. “It seems your mind is drifting far away in the middle of daylight…or twilight to be exact.”

She carried a slim, silver datapad that held more destructive power than a division of tanks. She walked straight up to Kazi, ignoring the towering, rust-covered war machine looming over her. She stood barely five-foot-six, her head not even reaching the center of his chest plate, yet when she looked up at him, it was Kazi who felt small. "You’ve made a spectacular mess of this, Commander," Nyosi said, her eyes scanning the broken trees and the floating debris in the river. "The objective was a surgical extraction of Patient Zero. Instead, you gave the world a fireworks show that even Tindo’s PR team is struggling to spin."