Satella Re Zero Novels & Stories

“Every coin you keep from this act of defiance, I will stab a silver dagger into your chest.” “Yes, Alpha. Forgive me.” Beta Julius knelt on the floor, his voice quivering. “Now, I don’t care if you pass out later. Channel all your power to the Rider and get me to Southern Star at once!” I barked a definitive order. Without waiting further, we raced to the front yard. Julius activated the Rider, channeling all our energy to speed toward Southern Star in the shortest possible time. It took less than an hour for us to reach the Southern Star. Julius parked the vehicle by the roadside in front of the club.

Luke spun around, startled. "Is someone else in your family bonding today?" he demanded. He got his answer immediately. Reno pulled into the drive on a matte-black heavyweight motorcycle, the engine vibrating in my very chest. He skidded to a halt right in front of me, killing the engine with a flick of his wrist. He looked at Luke. Then he looked at the pathetic little convoy Luke had brought. One of Reno’s eyebrows arched toward his hairline. "Interesting," Reno mused, his voice like rolling thunder. "Luke. You here to steal my Luna again?"

Name: Jus Alla Age: 20 years old System: System 00000101000 Ability: Mind Reading Vision Level Upgrade: Level 8 Space of sea consciousness that can reach: 100km/l Rarity: Average for Sotiras Deadly for Ordinary Heroes and Civilians Identity: Sotiras HS3 Special Circumstances: Stalker Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Sotiras Reading man’

up and checked our weapons and made sure each of us had enough ammunition and also tested our ear pieces and microphones, and all were in working order. As we were traveling to the location, I received an update on the ID of that Demon. His name was Henry Richmond. He had seen the inside of prison walls many times but was always released, on the count of insufficient evidence and witnesses never showing up to testify against him. His name was attached to murders, human trafficking and drug dealings. Well, justice was finally going to get served to him in full! The location information received took us to the most corrupt part of the city. It was home to criminals, drug dealers, addicts, pro

"Not if we break their firing sequence." "How? We can't reach orbit!" "You can if I change the rules of gravity," Scarlett said, a wild, reckless smile spreading across her face. She slammed the Stellar Navigator into the central console and flew onto the balcony. She didn't draw a talisman. She cut her palm with the jade brush, using her own Sovereign blood to paint a rune so massive it covered the entire interior of the Bio-Dome. "By the inverted heavens and the falling earth... REVERSE!" "Caleb! Gather the Pack at the center of the crater!" Scarlett screamed through the neural link. "I'm giving you a five-second window of zero gravity. Use your thrusters and aim for the cannon's exhaust p

Just one. A single line of green text appeared on the main screen. REBOOT COMPLETE. Then, a second line. HELLO, MOTHER. I stared at the screen. Who are you? I typed. The cursor blinked. I AM ZERO, came the reply. AND I AM EVERYONE. I looked at Zero's body. Her eyes snapped open. They weren't white. And they weren't gold. They were black. Absorbing all light. She sat up. The leather restraints snapped like twine.

"Omega strings pulled. Sealed." SatoTech Japan HQ swallowed us fortress-steel, penthouse war room, glass-walled overlooking Tokyo's neon veins. Lena's voice crackled over the secure line, pixie-platinum electric from a NY loft. "Rebel comms frying now—virus in their nodes, babe. They're blind as bats in binary hell."

Each contraction was a command; each relaxation a release orchestrated by something higher, colder, inhuman. Rhett pressed his palms against the console as if he could squeeze the truth into silence. But the harmonic diagrams glared back at him with merciless clarity. The boy’s heart was bound to a single surviving satellite—the last shard of Core Echo still hanging in orbit, casting down its unseen chains into the marrow of the earth.

Two weeks of correspondence about practical arrangements. The question of where Elena and Calla would be based. Not the fortress, not initially, not with the particular weight of what the fortress contained and the people in it who had their own histories with Elena. The western satellite, which Vela was now running, was in the right initial location. Neutral enough. Structured enough. Far enough from the fortress to allow an appropriate distance while close enough to the network that support was available. Vela had been informed. Her response had been thoughtful and direct in the way her responses always were.

Not submissive. A weapon. But a controlled one. After a long pause, I slowly shifted back. The glow faded. My body settled into human form, my breathing even. Laurel leaned forward, her voice barely above a whisper. “She’s real.” “I told you,” Ryan said, stepping beside me and handing me his jacket. Alpha Regal finally stood, his tall frame casting a shadow across the table. “You have my attention, Elena of the Star Raiders.” I met his gaze. “Then hear our plea.”