Familiar Zero Novels & Stories

“Impressions. Memories. unfinished consciousness traces.” Adrian whispered: “And then?” “They faded as your identity strengthened.” Mara understood. “His selfhood pushed them out.” “Or integrated them.” Charles nodded. “By age twelve, only two non-Adrian signatures remained.” Adam. And— Elena stared. “The third consciousness.” Charles nodded. “What did you call it?” Charles didn't answer. The system answered for him. SUBJECT ZERO PRIMARY RESIDENT DESIGNATION: A0 Adrian stared. “A-zero?” Charles shook his head.

I hoped to leave our story with the last bit of grace. However, he did not even give me that chance, so I did not want that dignity anymore. Besides, what dignity was there in a relationship already broken beyond repair, soaked in betrayal and lies? It was just my own self-deception. Zach stared at me, desperately searching my eyes for even the slightest emotion. Yet there was nothing left there he recognized. There was no love, no anger, no sadness, not even hatred. His hand dropped abruptly. The ring fell to the ground, and he did not even notice.

His caramel skin was flawless and he looked like the vogue model with perfectly cut jawline rimmed with faint facial hair, high cheekbones, angular nose, perfectly sculpted black eyebrows, thick eyelashes which rimmed the beautiful yet bone chilling black eyes that seemed like the depths of the hell. "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Zero." He announced and the five officers just watched with their breaths caught up, eyes wide like saucers with a single thought in their heads. THIS MAN IS ZERO?

The Resolution of the Absolute-Zero A "Blinding-White-Frequency" erupted from the "Zero-Point," traveling out through all "Temporal-Wells" and "Multiverse-Lattices." The "Founders" didn't just "Dissolve"; they "Integrated" as the "Primary-Frequency." The "Absolute-Zero" was now "Online." The "Universal-Debt" was "Permanently-Deleted." Dominic pulled back—not into a body, but into a "Conscious-Frequency." He looked at the "Zero," which was now "Growing" with a "Sovereign-Potential."

“Let me tell you the truth–” Zero grabbed his hand and snapped his wrist backwards. He released it just before he could break it. Then, he allowing his aura to burst forth, revealing his rank. “I am Alpha Zero of the Azure Pack, and the king’s cousin. I’ll not warn you twice. Disrespect the king’s guard one more time and you’ll no longer be treated like a guest.” Realising the gravity of Devon’s mistake, Allison quickly stepped forward and held Devon’s arm. “We are sorry, it was a misunderstanding,” she apologised to Zero. “We did not mean to cause any trouble.”

Lizzie, on the other hand, was leaning on the arm of the sofa, grinning from ear to ear like a shark. “Sit,” Valour said, pointing to the hard chair in front of his massive desk. I sat down gently, looking down with a fake remorse. “A zero.” He said the word like it was a curse. “Out of one hundred. Not a forty. Not a twenty. A zero.” I didn’t say anything.

The deafening silence seemed like it lasted for hours. "Was the food delicious?" she asked out of the blue. He lifted his gaze at her in shock. "Mh?." "I mean dinner, was it nice?." "Oh, sure it was." "Sabina is a very good cook, unlike Zara." "Sorry, which are Sabina and Zara?" Jason asked confused. Sophia smiled knowing he was always never down to earth. "Sabina is the short one, then Zara tall and lanky." "Just like you" he added jokingly.

Because everyone looks like they have no idea about what you're talking about. Janet came to my rescue. I know my mum is going to be asking me a lot of questions, and I'm hoping she isn't disappointed in me. We are like every typical Ghanaian family so I know my mum won't be happy that I'm dating someone let alone our employers son. "Alice didn't reply to Janet and we all continued eating as though nothing happened.

Simple yet tasking. Jeremy Cooper Finding out his mate is a thirteen year old isn’t exactly what he was imaging but he had to make it work because the Moon Goddess is never wrong. Reuben Anderson A thirteen year old who is too mature and good willed for his age. He wasn’t meant to find his mate but he somehow did and has to live with it.

Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. The storm itself seemed to hesitate. Standing at the edge of the clearing was the most feared person in the history of the network. The first subject. The first experiment. The first mistake. Subject Zero. And he looked nothing like the monster Ava had imagined. He wasn't enormous. He wasn't scarred. He wasn't surrounded by dark energy or impossible power. Instead, he looked like a young man—twenty-five at most—with dark hair damp from the rain, pale skin, and sharp features. Human. Terribly human.