Resetting My Life From His Zero‑love Game Novels & Stories

The crib was empty, and everything was gone. Even our wedding portrait had been taken down. The room held nothing of mine except the faint trace of my scent still lingering on the pillow. Every sign that I had ever existed in this house had been erased. I had been desperate enough to wipe away every last trace, to leave him with nothing to hold onto. Jasper slid down the side of the bed and crumpled onto the floor, clutching the pillow to his chest. His shoulders shook violently, and a single hot tear rolled down his face.

In the end, the system gave in. It told me that by forcibly changing the mission, even if I completed the new one and returned to the real world, I would only have 30 years left to live. I originally had 60 years, but as long as I didn't have to be Caroline's lapdog, sacrificing 30 years of my life would be well worth it. Since what had already happened couldn't be undone, my marriage to Caroline remained intact, and my missing fingers couldn't be restored.

Before I died for the hundredth time, I ducked into a flower shop to escape the rain. The girl behind the counter offered me a chair and asked if I was hungry. As the raindrops dripped from the awning, I suddenly broke down. I spent a hundred lifetimes, desperate to get that sort of care from my family. When I was reborn for the 101st time, the fake heir, Damian, was rehearsing his speech to celebrate his third year with the family. I didn’t bother to correct Damian when he referred to us as a family of five. Instead, I picked up my phone and called a flower shop. “Deliver a bouquet of white lilies to the Killington estate on the evening of the 16th.” “What should we write on t

After I failed to win over two billionaire CEOs, I gave up completely. When the system assigned me a third love interest, it gave up too. [Why do you get the death ending every single time? [If you keep dying, we'll be demoted to NPCs.] My eyes lit up. [Wait, that's an option?] Then my new love interest's childhood sweetheart slapped me hard and ordered me to jump into the sea to retrieve a bracelet. I didn't say a word. I plunged straight into the water. My love interest stared in shock, then frantically ordered his men to pull me out. "Is this your way of getting my attention? You're just a kept woman. Do you think your life is worth that much?" He lifted my chin with the toe of his shoe a

I said and looked him directly in the eyes waiting for him to say something anything he looked down a bit composed himself and looked back at me. "Look I didn't want to hurt you but this past year I stopped loving you not that I wanted to but I realized never did love you but I lusted after what I couldn't get and that was you but I love Amber in a way I never felt with you." He said a tear slipped from my right eye and I quickly wipped it away I felt as if I was dying and I said the first thing that came to mind "So you are leaving me for this slut of a home wrecker what is wrong with you going for a slut and leave a decent person?!!!!" I said he looked so angry right now but what he said n

I saw how he was ready to change because of me until it suddenly went to a sharp curve to where I had no other choice but to destroy him in front of everyone. Did I really have no other choice? I asked myself once again. Maybe there had been a lot of options for me that I didn’t recognize them. I just realized that I’m the real loser of the game I played. The moment I fell in love with Valentine is the moment I lost the game.

I wanted to whisper his name, but instead I sat there, waiting for him to correct himself and acknowledge me but instead, he kept going, saying how he alone had dreamt and created the game. As he unveiled the game trailer, he did it with his arm draped around Charlotte Hilton, the daughter of one of our investors. My blood ran cold as he kissed her cheeks for the camera. I sat there, my eyes stinging with tears that were threatening to fall down at any damn time, it dawned on me right there. He had stolen us; he had replaced me, erased me and betrayed me in front of the whole damn world. That night in Chicago, under the sparkling lights, Jeremy Hart stopped being the love of my life.

His one arm goes around my back and the other around my ass. I keep my face in the crevice of his neck. "I hurt when you hurt baby. I was so angry with you that I forgot why you were angry with him. I forgot that you were mourning our baby because I weren’t strong enough to stand on my own. So if you want to break me then do it, leave me, but please Beauty, end my life, because I won’t be able to breathe anyway watching you with another man." “I love you too Zero.” Two years later

Strong enough to become better, healthier, wiser, independent and stoner to love. Yes, a stone to love. I was never going to fall for the sick game called love. I was going to play my way heartlessly this time. So much so that not even my mate could sway me the other way. Now you wait and watch, folks. Now you wait and watch ....

“I promise you, Ivy means nothing romantically to me. You are the only one I've ever felt this way about. I promise.” Jane's arms wrapped around him, holding tight. “I know,” she whispered back. “But old wounds still hurt.” Leonard's grip tightened. “I'll help you heal, Jane. Together. I will love and cherish you, making you forget about that asshole.” Jane's heart swelled, relief washing over her. “Thank you, Leonard, for cherishing me, making me whole again. She whispered. I promise to try my best to love you.” Leonard's arms wrapped around her tightened, pulling her close. “No secrets between us, Jane. Ever.”