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

"Don't you claim to love her, Chad Simmons? Is this how you show your love to someone? "I do love her, but you're the one she loves. This means everyone should just die. "If you really love Sadie, I'll give you a chance to prove it, Blake. Kill everyone you brought here and let us go. "Otherwise, Sadie dies with me." Chad took out a remote. If he pressed the button, Sadie would die. Blake clenched his fists. His eyes were red. "Blake, Chad is just using you! Don't let him lead you on!"

The silence that follows is real this time. Alexandra exhales slowly. “You just reset the board.” “No,” I say. “I removed it.” She looks at me carefully. “What happens now?” I think of Damian—alone somewhere, stripped of armor. I think of the women who will see this and recognize themselves. I think of the version of me who thought love required disappearance. “I don’t know,” I say honestly. “But whatever comes next, it won’t be built on lies.” Outside, the city hums—restless, curious, changed.

Zero smiled. “So are you.” Auren laughed softly. “I thought I lost you.” “You did.” Auren frowned. “Then how—” Zero pointed toward the blank page. “You finally stopped trying to save me.” Auren looked down. A single word appeared. CHOICE. Then another. LOVE. Then another. LIFE. Auren smiled. The Author slowly stood. “You destroyed my story.” Auren looked at him. “No.” He stepped toward the Author. “I freed it.” The Author stared at him.

Kirsten's inner voice spoke up again when she noticed my reddening eyes. [You're upset, aren't you, honey? You still care about me, don't you? Just admit that you were wrong, and say that you only meant it as a joke earlier, and I'll immediately fill your entire rack with more shoes than you can ever wear! I'll buy one pair in every style for you!] I listened numbly to her inner voice and felt nothing stirring in my heart anymore. She could buy as many pairs as she wanted for me after this, but nothing could ever compare to the first pair. My feelings for her had already burned out, just like the last of the embers in the fireplace, with only ashes left behind.

"We have one rule here, which is you must do what you are asked to do." A chair was set in the center of the room. Gabrielle was invited to sit on it. She stood up happily, Mike's heart began to beat erratically. "Our first game is titled, 'the lap dance'," Parker said. Mike looked around and heaved a sigh of relief. None of his friends could perform a lap dance. His eyes opened widely when a Male stripper walked in with a tight thong on his waist. He sat slightly up and realized something similar awaited him. He began to work on his emotions. The striper began his show by gyrating his butt, hips, crotch, abs, and pecks on her face and lap. He grabbed her hand and let her touch his muscles.

Zach declared firmly. Madelyn’s heart constricted at his words; they were exactly the same as what Zach had said in her previous life. She still vividly recalled that, after he had uttered those words, she wept inconsolably and even tried to end her own life. Yet, Zach responded with icy indifference, stating, "If you wish to die, it’s your choice." Madelyn had already experienced death once. Her love for Zach had been eroded by countless days of despair. She opened her eyes and regarded Zach with a calm gaze. In her heart, she uttered, 'Zach Jardin, from this moment onward, I no longer love you.'

I wanted to shed the nightmares of my past. "Okay." His voice was soft, trembling with excitement. With care, he undressed me, his fingertips reverent, his gaze full of love. When he saw my body, the flush spread down to his neck, but he did not disappoint. Reginald had memorized it all. His movements were awkward, unpracticed, and it took some time for us to find our rhythm. The shadows in my heart slowly faded. His tenderness never once sparked revulsion in me. Instead, it made me begin to enjoy this feeling.

And I don’t think I ever will. He turned to leave, but Alex’s broken voice stopped him. ''Was any of it ever real? Was there ever a time you felt even an ounce of love for me?'' Alex asked, his eyes pleading for the answer he silently hoped for. Ethan shut his eyes tightly, tears rolling down his cheeks. His heart broke as he forced the words out. ''No. I told you, I’ve never loved you. It was all a game. Forget me, Alex. Move on. Don’t try to contact me.''

"The ruthless CEO is back and he's speaking through you. The man I fell in love with has been consumed by this present personality. The man I loved was supposed to do away with all these games. Now, I realise that the love isn't actually love but the secret used to tie down the other partner." "I don't think that's fair to say", he growl. "Actually it is, I found out something about my life from man in handcuffs". I yelled because that truth hurts me a lot. "Please give me the drive because I really want to destroy it from before this Zack's legacy. I want that trace of the past washed away and terminated today". The workers left for a break as the standoff seemed to be infinite. I wasn't re

' I was naive enough to think he cared. I remembered my name, engraved on that same grip. I’d left the gun on his table when I moved out. Now, my name had been scraped off and replaced with hers. My very existence could be scraped away and replaced just as easily. But maybe because I’d been reborn, the fact that he didn’t love me didn’t hurt anymore. "You can stop," I said, tired of her games. "I have no interest in your man. And I'll be leaving the Blackthorn family soon."