Fate Zero Novels & Stories

Not the usual easygoing charm, not the soft features, yet an illegally handsome face. Dangerous. Like something lethal had put on an expensive suit and decided to walk among humans. My mouth tried up instantly. I tried to peel my eyes off of him, but he could mine before I could even try. Heat travelled the length of my body and swallowed me whole. Lo and behold, the subject of my sleepless nights and an avalanche of unruly thoughts. Azrael fucking Zephyros

I say. Fate’s gaze snaps back to me. “Then what is?” I meet his eyes. “Weight.” The word settles like gravity. Fate stiffens. “He acted.” “Yes,” I agree. “And he carried the cost.” Silence hums between us. “He has not yet outweighed.” The realization moves through Fate like a blade. “You mean,” he begins. “Yes,” I say. “He has altered outcomes, but he absorbed the imbalance himself instead of releasing it into the world. The scales remain level for now. The Weave has no justification to bind him.”

I didn't get any rest that night. Tyra rested one blade over her lap, Kieran sat close to me, half-awake, half-alert, and Malek snuggled against the wall. However, I was unable to close my eyes. Not after what I had witnessed. Subject Zero wearing my face, though not me. She was not Echo. Echo was the ideal weapon; she was smooth and icy. Zero, however, was something different; Not made to follow orders, it wasn't even made to be copied.

The night grows deeper and the only sounds in the room continues to be their contineous moans and groans together with their heavy breaths. At this moment, the only thought running through Zarie's mind is that everything is in the right order for her and nothing can take it from her. Not even death or any other mortal. Hmmm... But no one can dictate what the future holds because the puzzle of fate is surely complicated, more twisted than we can ever imagine. Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

I leaned closer, staring as faint code began to scroll across the display, too fast to read, too familiar to ignore. And then, clear as day, words appeared on the small screen. “Phase III … Fate Restart.” The light flickered once, then went dark. My breath caught, the air around me suddenly still. Something had begun again.

"Who're you?" Fate looked at the stranger suspiciously. She is in no mood to talk to strangers or flirt for the matter, not that she willingly did in her life. Which is why she never had a boyfriend before. As Rhine puts it, she can't help acting like a bitch in front of others outside work. "It's Williams. Kurt Williams." Kurt smiled charmingly and even tried to offer his hand for a shake, but took it back when Fate just looked at it blankly seemingly unaffected by his charms and didn't look like she had any intention of taking it.

"It's not so much of a bow, but baring your neck in submission to those above you. It's their way of showing their loyalty." "What?" I hiss. "But I'm not above them, far from it." "You're going to be their future Luna. You'll have to get used to this." Zak smirked down at me, clearly enjoying how uncomfortable I was. I swallowed hard. I hadn't really thought about the future Zak and I would have, considering I was just trying to get through each day. I might not make it through the next full moon anyway. "If they don’t kill me first." I mumble and instantly regret it as Zak’s face darkens. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just a little on edge.”

I'm just happy that people seem happy for us and I will always hold for this happiness. Fate brought us together unexpectedly. Fate played us bitterly. Fate has tested us endlessly. Fate has made us sacrificed separately, and fate brought us misery. But who would have thought that fate would bring us back together again? Maybe, that's how playful our fate is. That despite the challenges we experienced, here we are, still holding each other's hand, living with the love we have for each other. Axis and I started with the fake fiance and fiancee set-up, but things are different now. Things turned into reality now and I'm so happy that finally, Axis and I will be together and we'll work things o

" I am the pack's Luna, after all. I would face little to no consequences. Resides, this is a competition arena, not some family reunion. Accidents happen. Lives can be lost, there is no news there, it is a common logic.' " Besides, I have just received a mindlink. Among the contestants that you fought with, three are already dead.' I whispered, wearing a sweet smile, and his face went a shade pale. " What does that mean, exactly? That I can easily kill you and face no consequences." " So, if you intend to see another day, you'd better start talking, warrior Fords. " I spat, and real fear beautifully painted his face. "No. I am not your father." He revealed and I froze in place, before I let

Expression blank. Eyes cold. Behind him— more figures appeared. Different faces. Same emptiness. Same stillness. Fang Jia’s breathing stopped. Because the way they stood— the way they watched— felt horribly familiar. Yichen’s expression changed instantly. Recognition. Not of them specifically. Of what they were. One of them tilted his head slightly. Then spoke. “Subject Zero-One.” Flat. Emotionless. The title echoed through the room like a ghost from his past. “You are ordered to return.”