Re Zero Reaction Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Zero?!” “Who else?” he lazily rolled his eyes. “You’re not enjoying my party.” He leaned his back at the railings then folded his arms across his chest then eyed me with those pair of forest green eyes. “You’re thinking of that…again.” I look down and heave a deep sigh. I lifted my head and saw him still looking at me. Aside from Maven, Zero knows how to read me. “I just can’t move on, Z.” my voice became a whisper, “ I still wanted to turn back the time to change it.”

"Every time you talk about the channel closing you say it like the door's shutting behind you. And there's nine of us and there's a school and there's an empty chair in Geneva that Zofia's going to sit in when she's forty, and you're still doing the thing where you're the only one." Veira does not answer immediately. "That's a fair hit," she says. "It's not a hit. I'm just" Nell makes an irritated gesture at the sea. "You spent four days in my bedroom telling me I wasn't alone and you've been operating like you are for five years." "Yes." "So stop." "It's not that simple."

Something about him resembled Azrael. “Glad to know you’re getting accustomed to our ways.” Accustomed? Forced. She was being forced to their ways. If it was someone else other than Maverick, she would have sassed out but it was Maverick. She gulped hard and lowered her head as she timidly stood rooted to her place waiting for him to say anything further. Zero glanced at Maverick and then at Grace before he let out a chuckle. “You just scared the poor girl.” Zero took long and confident strides towards the duo and before Grace could sense him, he was already in touching distance and his fingers were wrapped around her slender wrist. She flinched, immediately jerking her wrist but his hold on

Stupid girl. “Excuse me?” What he's really saying is, What the fuck. I should laugh at how shocked he is, but I don't find anything funny. Zero is not a handsome man, at all. He is sexy with dangerous eyes, succubus lips and a chiseled face that cuts you up piece by piece until you are shattered. I don't need to be cut up and I most definitely don't need to be shattered. It's clear Zero wants to fix me. If I allow him to waste his time, he will leave Falon for me, a filthy, dirty beggar because he is foolish.

Lyra frowned, and so did Julian as he asked, “Why not? You two are mates, right?” Zero’s jaw ticked as his teeth clenched. “Find someone else to do it. I have to go.” With that, Zero turned and left the room. Lyra frowned after him, surprised by his reaction. He had looked excited to meet his mate, so why the sudden cold shoulder? Anna looked dejected, the happiness on her face disappearing. Julian sighed. “Turns out he can hold a grudge just fine.” Lyra was not sure that was why. Zero was not the kind of person who would refuse to help just because he had a grudge on Julian. Maybe he was just shocked at meeting his mate. It was quite unexpected, after all.

He replies. For a moment, an imaginary bomb explodes in my head. I lunge forward, grabbing his collar and pushing him into the wall behind him with an inhumane speed. A hole forms in the wall around his body due to the strong impact. “ I just got everything repaired. ” Zio whines. “ You fucking knew?! ” I growl dangerously. “ I had my eyes set on her. ” Zero reveals without struggling to get out of my hold. He is the only motherfucker I know who doesn’t even flinch in my face.

“ Your relationship with Chloe is not even confirmed. What makes you think that I will accept you as part of my family?” Zero looks away,scratching the back of his head awkwardly. “Can we not talk about my failed relationship?” He says in a small voice. “That is if it can be considered a relationship.” I mock. “ I heard that Chloe gave you a pretty straightforward answer.” I add,a smile forming on my lips. Zero looks embarrassed. Seeing him not acting all haughty and smart mouth makes me awfully happy. I mean, isn't it fun making the infamous weapon of Shadow Riders embarrassed?

Right before I died, he leaned in and whispered, "If it weren't for you, Gloria and I would've been together. So if there's a next life... let me go." That was it. Whatever love I had left burned out. Gone. So when I came back, I avoided Evan like my life depended on it. Eight years. No contact. No mistakes. And I still ran into him. *** I had zero interest in wasting time on either of them. I just wanted to find Mia.

Meanwhile, Blake sounded drained as he said, "Keira, we'll talk about this when we get home." The comments went wild again. [That was so satisfying!] [This is far from enough, but at least we're starting to see some real action!] [Blake's starting to doubt Keira!] [Keep this up, Joanna! Make him burn!] I shut my eyes. The countdown timer flickered in front of me. 6 days, 18 hours, 22 minutes. The game was still running, but the rules had started to change. … The day before I was discharged from the hospital, I went live.

Once he left, Romina abruptly turned to me, saying cautiously, "Mommy, if I don't fight with Nico for Daddy this time, will I be able to live?" My tears poured down my cheeks. Only then did I realize she'd been reborn, too. I held her tightly, my voice choked and shaky as I promised her, "Yes, darling. After your surgery, I'll take you away from this city—away from this family. We won't ever come back again."