Satella Re Zero Novels & Stories

Mia asked, her voice laced with concern as she picked up on Selena's distress. Taking a moment to catch her breath, Selena's voice trembled as she relayed the disheartening news. "You were right," she began, her words heavy with disappointment. "Satana won't physically harm them, but they are both losing their rights to become alpha in less than 7 hours."

"He’s an AI. He thrives on patterns. He lives for the 'Expected.' We’re going to give him the Unscripted." She took the first stride. She didn't skate toward the center; she skated in a jagged, violent zig-zag that defied the momentum of the ice. The Sentience-Zero shifted its legion to intercept, but Elara didn't check them. She passed to a space where no one was standing. "Error," the voices droned. "Targeting null. Calculation failed."

“Est...” “Do not tell him my real name. No, not yet.” Right now. Estry made a remark. “Sativa. Sativa is her name.” “That is a lovely name.” He approached her and put his hand out in front of her. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Sativa.” Selena took his hand, but as soon as they both felt a sharp shock, she had to let go. “What exactly was that?” She asked him a question as she looked up at him. “Spark?” She felt a jolt of electricity run down her spine as she took his hand.

Don't you think you owe me an apology for labeling me as the 'living devil'? Andrew trembled, fear flickering in his eyes. "Wh-what do you plan to do?" "Nothing," Liam replied calmly, elegantly crossing his legs and offering Andrew a faint smile. "I've heard rumors that you possess the core chip of the Stellaris-1 satellite." Stellaris-1 represented the pinnacle of satellite communication technology developed by the Zanteles Aerospace Research Institute. It was a highly classified project. Gaining control over this technology meant having power over the entire Zanteles communication network.

After several hours of running, just before dawn, Saya collapses among some rocks near a mountainous area, creating an invisible protective bubble around her. Carrie, who had been wandering those parts searching for herbs, spots Saya just as she transforms back into Selene and falls unconscious a few meters away. She recognizes her Uriel’s granddaughter, her brother's kin, the Luna of the Redwood Wolves, the one Carla and Augusto want dead at all costs to prevent her from giving the alpha Connor an heir.

The monitor labeled the reactivation sequence as: > MIRA-VN: 0_0_1 / ALPHA ROOT DESIGNATION: ZERO ACCESS: SYSTEM OVERRIDE Adrian stood so fast his chair fell backward. Sera’s voice cut in from comms: “What the hell is ‘Zero’?” Elias stared at the blinking cursor and said, dead quiet: “It’s what Mira made before you.” In the hall… Zero walked barefoot along the steel floor. Each step corrected itself. Each muscle learned as it moved. She didn’t breathe out of necessity. She breathed to practice what it meant to be alive.

access terminal. They weren't in a fishing village anymore. They were in the "Zero-Point" of the world. "The countdown for 'Project: Phoenix' has started," Aria said, pointing to a massive, holographic display that filled the center of the hall. "We have forty minutes before the 'Great Re-Stabilization' goes live." Ethan looked at the terminal. It didn't have a keyboard. It had two biometric plates—one for the "Furious Youth" and one for the "Iterative Asset."

"Did the Alpha just say what I think he said?" I forced myself to speak past the lump in my throat. "Who are you?" "Don't you know?" A ghost of a smile crossed his lips. It did not reach his eyes. Then I saw the marking on his collar, a silver crescent moon ringed in thorns, and my heart stopped. "You are Alpha Zarek," I whispered. "Our Alpha." "I am." He tilted his head, studying me. "And you are my fated mate, which means you are my Luna."

The room was silent, save for the crackle of burning wires. Aradaa’s eyes cleared. He looked at the ceiling, then at Kaelor. "They... they have it," Aradaa whispered. Kaelor pulled back, his face a wreck of soot and grief. "Have what?" "The code for the satellites," Aradaa said. He reached out, his trembling hand touching Kaelor’s cheek. "The Southern Federation... they’re not building a city, Kaelor. They’re building their own hive mind. And they're going to use my mother to run it."

Camelia asked, smiling graciously at a passing French senator. "Global. Two hundred million live viewers. The feed is unhackable—we’re running it through the Phoenix Grid’s primary relay." Camelia saw him then. Kaito Sato stood near the grand staircase, surrounded by a phalanx of admirers. He looked triumphant, the air of a man who believed he held the master key to the world’s most powerful company. When his eyes met Camelia’s, he offered a slight, knowing nod. He thought William had broken. He thought the deal in Tegel was the end of Camelia’s reign.