Rider Fate Zero Novels & Stories

Regret that the person your soul and wolf is bound to forever is not the right kind of person for you. People forget that Fate doesn’t plan for everyone to have a happy ever after. Fate is not a fairy godmother granting wishes. Some people have to suffer to make the greater plans of the world move. You can’t make everyone happy. So some people, like my poor sister Pen, must be mated to the sadistic bullies of the world because Fate has a higher plan than her daily life.

Tio is being confused hearing their conversation but chooses not to cut in. Riche - Well... That won't do any good. Unlike Acheval and Barro, this not required to stay in the country or anything. Issei - Hm? I thought had to? Riche - Well, both this person's promotion to and current position are pretty unique. She doesn't actually do a Zero Knight's job, she just hides away in the mountains. Based on the New Year's card we got last year, we would want to look somewhere in the mountains between Lancelot and the Kingdom of El Quixote... I think.

Aiden said, in a strong and firm voice. His voice shook slightly on the last part, and my heart squeezed painfully. I knew he loved me that much. King Eric, who had been quiet for a while, let out a rough chuckle as he began to speak. “Aiden is right, Ralph. Rose belongs here too. They are fated mates. She is going to be the Luna of our pack.” His voice was hoarse, but strong enough. And just like that, everything burst again. My father’s face darkened as his fists clenched, and I could see anger rising again.

Rider fell backward onto the ground with a hard thunk, all of the air knocked from his lungs. Slate couldn’t help but shake his head, fighting the urge to laugh because he knew his cousin, his friend since childhood, was about to get what he deserved, and it wasn’t going to be pretty. In fact, Su just might kill him, and if she did, Rider would deserve it for what he did to her and to Everly. The bastard had screwed up a lot of people’s lives, and Slate couldn’t blame her for being upset about it. Su tore into him, clawing at his face as she dropped her head to his neck. Blood spurted everywhere and Rider began to scream. “Get her off! Get her off!” he shouted.

Sensing the heavy presence behind him, the rider sighed before turning to meet the sharp blue eyes, staring at him as if exploring his soul and mind, finding the answers they wanted without hearing them. “Good!” as expected, the prince knew how things went with the rider’s task only by studying his face, no matter how hard he tried to hide his emotions and control his expressions, which worked with everyone, the man in front of him would always know. “All done, the girl drank the poison, and the people have enough to build their own assumptions, the right ones, the rest is up to your brother and the way he is going to react to rising rage, which is rising awfully fast while we talk.” The rid

At that moment, there was an exclamation from the crowd. Rudy's attention was caught. He hurriedly looked up at the massive scroll in the air. He noticed that Fane’s image was no longer just Fane alone. A young man in gray robes was standing in front of him. The two of them had a tense atmosphere between them! Rudy could remember his name and where he was from. That person was Luther from the Dual Sovereign Pavilion of Chaos Continent. He was the last participant who joined the fifty-third slaughter gambit.

Victor hissed. He swung. His fist connected with Subject Zero’s jaw, sending the clone flying backward. She hit the safety rail of the reactor pit, her skin flickering like a dying television screen. She looked at Victor, a jagged, robotic grin stretching across her face. "The twins... belong to the state..." Zero rasped. The rail snapped. Zero tumbled into the white-hot core of the reactor. A pillar of violet fire erupted, and the ship groaned, a sound of dying gods.

They were still amber, but deep in the center of his pupils, a tiny violet spark remained—a permanent mark of the hybrid pulse. "Did... did we get the sky back?" Nomo croaked, his voice barely audible. "We got everything back, Nomo," Sofia sobbed, pulling him into her arms and burying her face in his neck. "The mirrors are gone. The palace is dust." "The palace is dust, but Subject Zero is in the forest, and the commander is counting the dead," Jax said, his voice grim as he approached them, his sapphire sword now a dull, grey steel.

“I just don’t know if, in this life, you’ll still become the richest man in the country after being with me.” I meant it as a casual remark, but Mark lowered his head and kissed my hand. “I’ll work hard. Don’t worry. I won’t let anyone who hurt you go.” I nodded, then asked if what Lily said about him was true. He sighed and tapped my forehead. “You’re overthinking. I’m a law-abiding citizen.” I let out a breath of relief. As long as he was fine, that was enough. Less than two months later, news came from the prison that Jackson was dead.

CHAPTER 23: RIDER IN THE CLUB ZARA: Rider Stormfang. ​My heart skipped multiple beats at the sight of him. Rider had just stepped into the club. ​My breath hitched at how devastatingly handsome he looked tonight. He wore a charcoal-grey suit that fit his frame like a second skin. His hair was perfectly styled and he had one hand in his pocket. He was a perfect image of every woman's dream.