Less Than Zero Novel Novels & Stories

If only it worked that way. As my consciousness faded, my soul felt yanked back—to that Halloween night that changed everything. Lights strung like jack-o'-lanterns, crowds surging like a river. I was gripping my little brother Matthew Duncan's hand—warm and soft—terrified that if I let go for even a second, the tide of people would swallow him up. But in the blink of an eye, a puppet-maker's stall caught his eye. He pointed at a fierce general figurine, bouncing with excitement. "Eli! I want that one! The general!"

As I sat in the dimly lit room, still reeling from Lynn's shocking revelations, a rush of conflicting emotions coursed through my veins. Zea, the woman I had come to love and trust, was now at the centre of a dark and dangerous secret. Lynn's words echoed in my mind, urging me to take action, to confront the unthinkable truth that Zea may be part of a group planning to assassinate the president.

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Carter asks with a smile on his lips, and I shake my head, fighting the smile that is on my lips. “Nothing. Can I use these?” I ask as I point to the books and he nods his head with a smile as he begins to type away on his laptop. I grab a few books and take them to the desk when the door opens, and a man walks in. He is tall, athletic with blonde hair and brown eyes. He has glasses on and is handsome. Not otherworldly like the shifters or the gods, he is decent looking for a human. I look back down and open the book.

And worse… what kind of woman hears it and feels her pulse spike instead of her pride? The city blurred past the car window now, my coffee untouched in the cup holder. Sebastian sat beside me, absorbed in something on his phone, the other hand resting casually on the armrest between us. As for me,I'm scrolling on my phone on the Good Novel App searching for my favorite novel at the moment in my library- Secret Vow of the Ruthless Billionaire by Trendsterchum Chronicles. It's a romance novel with some high-tech or a bit of sci-fi in a few early chapters but went on as usually a romance story without the sci-fi thing after about 8 chapters of high-tech intel syndicated saga. I clicked it but m

Lovia's pov; The scent of leather and ash lingered in the room, thick with the tension of shared secrets and whispered sins. Shane stood by the window, shirtless, his cigarette burning slow between two fingers as the city skyline reflected off his chest like a battlefield of scars and lust. He didn’t speak yet—he never did until the silence had wrapped itself around me as if it was a second skin. I sat cross-legged on the bed, silk robe slipping dangerously off my shoulders, a glass of red wine balanced on my thigh.

It settles. My throat tightens. This is where Leon lives? This is where he’s been coming from every time he appeared in Luna Noir? Wow! He stops beneath a wide portico, and for a moment neither of us moves. I suddenly become acutely aware of everything that makes me wrong for this place. My second hand cheap jacket. My scuffed shoes. The faint antiseptic smell clinging to me from hospital corridors and cheap clinics. My sister’s worn medical file tucked into my bag like a lifeline I can’t afford to drop.

“But you remember it for the snacks and awkward small talk. I remember it like an origin story.” I’d just landed in the city. Fresh from an exhausting breakup, clinging to my last shred of ambition and a fake confidence I wore like lipstick. My editor dragged me to a book launch, a poetry collection I never bothered reading and I was about five seconds from setting the place on fire for being so boring. And then she walked in. Caroline. Wearing an old leather jacket and a smirk like she owned the place. She laughed at something the bartender said, and the sound made me stop mid-sip. Just… stopped me.

The world outside moved on as if nothing had happened but for Sarah, time had shattered just like the wine glass she had dropped the night before. She sat in her small apartment, numb, as the city buzzed beyond her window. The betrayal still clawed at her chest, a relentless ache she couldn't shake. She had spent the night tossing and turning, replaying James’ cruel words over and over. "You never matched my status." "Chloe does." Sarah’s fingers tightened around the coffee mug in her hands. She had given that man everything, her loyalty, her trust, her damn heart, only to be tossed aside like she was nothing.

Maya responded with laughing emojis and a short spill it. Jade hesitated for a heartbeat. It started as a joke between them. Jade would describe the things she imagined Nathan doing to her when no one else was around. Sometimes it was just whispers. Other times it was shameful confessions typed into her phone at 2 a.m. She bit her lip, then began to type without stopping, fingers racing like they had a mind of their own.