Ruth Ware Zero Days Novels & Stories

Said Nathan taking the box from me ,he input some code into the door and it opens up. “Mother , Nina is home !” Shouted Nathan Ashe remove his shoe at the door and I followed suit “Nina is what ?!” Came his mother’s answer as she appeared from a corner of the cozy room with some flour spots on her face and an apron wrapped around her waist “Nina, I ignored the door bell because I am not expecting anyone and Nathan knows the code. Can’t believe it is you, welcome home” said Nathan’s mother as she gavw me a big hug

Zeva retorted challengingly. "What? Why are you asking 'so what'? I should be the one asking you, why don't you have any intention to ask about my well-being? Forget about calling, there hasn't been a single chat from you either," Zero grumbled, venting his frustrations. Meanwhile, Zeva, who heard his words, immediately furrowed her brow, not understanding what Zero meant. What did he mean by saying they hadn't communicated for four days? Wasn't it just two days ago that Zero called her but didn't say a word?

My precious laptop has not been touched, and that is my only comfort. Taylor carries all the sacks and furniture out to the bins while I finish wiping down all the surfaces. When at last everything has been cleaned and tidied away to my satisfaction, I find myself sinking to the ground. I had been here for only four months, but it had become my home, and damn it, Richard had destroyed it all. I do my best to fight the tears, but my exhaustion overwhelms me, and I sob silently, hoping to get it out of my system before Taylor returns.

They carefully loaded James into a waiting ambulance, Alex monitoring his vital signs, May scanning the surroundings for any sign of danger. As they pulled out of the garage, the digital world around them seemed to be unraveling. Streetlights flickered erratically, plunging entire blocks into darkness, then blazing back to life with blinding intensity. Traffic signals blinked red in all directions, creating a cacophony of honking and near-misses. The city was descending into chaos, a digital puppet show orchestrated by Zero's malevolent hand.

His silence was worse than denial. That night, rain returned—tapping against the glass in a rhythm that sounded too much like ticking. Zara couldn’t sleep. She wandered the estate in her robe and bare feet until she found herself in the war room. The walls were lined with weapons, faded maps, and tarnished banners from the old Vale campaigns. Ruby entered without knocking, a bottle of moonshine tucked under her arm. “You look like hell,” she said, flopping down beside her. “I dreamt of fire,” Zara murmured.

I smiled after pressing the 'cook' button on the rice cooker. I'm glad he actually bought it. Now I don't have to bother cooking rice on the stove. "This waffle cream is delicious," I said after putting a waffle in my mouth. I looked at the newspaper I brought from Arthur's closet. There was news about a zero-level xenobeast appearing at base 717. The base was destroyed in just one night. "Is level zero that scary?" I asked as I took another bite of the waffle that had kiwi fruit topping on it.

There was no one there at all. "This is impossible! How can this be?!" His trembling fingers swiped across the screen, only to find every file related to Rosalia had turned to garbled codes. In his phone's gallery, thousands of photos with her disappeared one by one until nothing remained. At some point, Melody appeared beside him and timidly gave him a cup of warm water. "Jared, are you getting too tired?" He glanced at her, an unexplainable irritation rising in his chest. Then, like a flash, an image seared through his mind—Melody conspiring with his two most trusted men.

Tyson smirked. “31 Days.” Chance affirmed. “Which Day was today”? He asked. “Ninth.” Dr. Tyson added. “Twenty two days to go, man I am gonna savor these.” with a devilish smirk, Chance declared.