Katana Zero Zero Novels & Stories

We were going to perform ‘Senorita by Shawn Medes and Camilla Cabello’ and I was sweating profusely as we drove through the Ark Town and headed towards New Bryxton Town for the competition. I lied to my brothers as I told them that I will be with Tessa for the entire day as well have to work on a school project, when in reality here I am with Zane, driving in his posh car which feels so cool to drive in. No wonder not only girls but also boys fall at his feet, this car is his impression of superiority. Wearing his Ray Bans and looking as confident and handsome as ever, he drove the car smoothly, with just using one palm. The other one was resting next to my thigh and I wished he’d put it on

A bit of a pity for the tattoo. He throws the knife on the table and slowly slides to the floor. A red puddle rapidly spreads over the light floor. Everything will soon become good and calm ... Absolutely, completely. Fingers go numb, lips too. His head is spinning… It is already terribly difficult to move… Consciousness leaves him at the same speed as blood leaves the veins. Kit, Kitty, Kitsune... her mermaid eyes with dark pupil wells grow, expand, filling the space, hypnotizing, and finally pulling him into the black viscous depth.

“Half of it belongs to me. And you will pay the remaining to my boy, who will get the job done.” “Thanks so much.” He reached for his phone from one of the guys around him. Then came a call. This time, it was a video call. “A job for you, Zero.” Kenan said, " I have already taken my cut, and I have also negotiated your own cut too. Everything is set in stone.." A lanky guy with a scar running across his forehead showed up on the screen. “Okay, boss,” he replied, with his whole teeth almost out of his mouth.

They tried every soft and hard tactic they could think of. "You don't know how pitiful Aiden is. He eats only plain bread for meals. He takes the bus to and from school. His clothes stink, and no one washes them." "Your father-in-law is even worse. Some days no one changes his diaper, and bedsores are breaking out under him. He screams in pain every day." Aunt Diane spoke while wiping away tears. Aunt Marsha pressed the advantage. "I know you're the kindest. Vanessa was just stupid. She had a perfectly good husband at home, but she was bewitched by a wild man. But the child and the old man are innocent, aren't they?"

Bag after bag of plasma was pumped into my veins. One raw, guttural scream tore out of me, and then the sound of a baby crying filled the room. On my phone, the screen was still frozen on one last image. Jasper and Fiona were locked in a kiss beneath the Aurelian Tower. I held my crying son and let the tears fall without stopping.

"Kai is finalizing his logistics network with the Vance syndicate next month to secure their corporate alliance. If I don't intercept their first major shipment at the docks tonight, they'll become completely untouchable." Zero didn't leave. Instead, he leaned his hip against the edge of my desk, crossing his arms. When I finally looked up, I was surprised by the expression on his face. The cold, hardened mercenary who usually only cared about data and crypto-transactions was staring down at me with a soft, intensely protective gaze that made the air in the room feel suddenly heavy.

A rumor most dismissed… until now. Hugo thought I was delusional. Kelly still hadn’t returned my messages. The pack council was ready to riot. And yet, despite all that, I couldn’t turn her in because my wolf had chosen her. And that... was a problem. --- I pulled up Hugo’s encrypted message. He’d sent it a few hours ago: “Confirmed: female assassin known as Zero. Target list recovered. Your name is at the top.” I closed the file. My jaw tightened, muscles coiled so tight they ached.

He did not want to die before he even knew where he was. "Jeg er Brand. Jeg er alene her. Jeg har ingen menn med meg." (I am Brand. I am alone here. I don't have any men with me.) "Hvilken klan? (What clan?)" the woman demanded. Brand was reluctant to reveal this information as he could not even begin to guess what clan these two belonged to or even what year it might be. When he felt blood trail down his neck from the tip of her sword, he knew he had to risk the truth.

"The Zero-Zone does not tolerate contamination. This vessel is a biological anomaly. A filth-carrier." "Kaelor, stop," Aradaa’s voice echoed through the ship’s speakers, sounding layered and distant. "I’m linked to their grid. If you swing that sword, they’ll vent the nitrogen directly into the internal lungs. We’ll be frozen solid before you clear the scabbard."

I pleaded, pretty sure my ear was red, his sharp nails which had always been admired for how neat they were not letting go, the pain increasing. "Sire" a guard greets as he bows his head awaiting a response. I didn't even hear him coming then again that's how they are trained,always light on your feet,we don't have a lot of guards here their red and pale yellow outfit the only way I could tell them apart from students, truthfully we didn't need guards but grandpa still had a handful just as a precaution. "Yes?" Grandpa asks. "Alpha Zenon is in the premises he request your attention" the guard states without raising his bowed head.