Weisz Edens Zero Novels & Stories

"Get back to the cargo trucks before I have the guards tie you to the flatbed." "We need to talk about Edal," I said, stepping right into his space, ignoring the warning vibration rolling through his chest. Ezra finally dropped the binoculars, turning his amber eyes on me. They were pinpricks of hostile gold. "There is nothing to talk about. The guest has her orders. She keeps her mouth shut and she processes the Nullifier strains when we hit the bunker. That is her entire value to this unit." "You're a liar, Ezra," I muttered, taking another step forward until I was cornering him against the hood of the idling lead transport.

That mini monster clad in a black suit was pacing back and forth, a small box was clutched in his hand. Yes, hand! Did I mention that his fur was disappearing, and his body was almost human now? Well, with a shy smile on his face, Edith climbed on a chair and offered me a bouquet of red roses. “I want to tell you something, Alpha.” “Spill it!” I didn’t mind showing my rudeness, this whole preparation has clarified his actual intentions. Blitzer was already rolling and giggling, “You’re busted, Zayden!” I hardly suppressed my mean wolf and paid full attention to this new challenge. Edith bent on one knee and spread his palm in front of me.

he exclaimed excitedly. Eden was stunned for a while. He then turns to stare at the two women who are now trying to repel Ozo with a stoning. He also remembered that the golden ray marks on the middle forehead of a werewolf will be visible when near his Mate. But he could not be sure of the two women, because it was covered by a piece of cloth or perhaps the Luna--the partner of an Alpha was another woman who was also around him. Eden's eyes squinted as one of the women recalled him visiting the Jazmore forest with Ozo a few weeks ago. It was raining and a hooded woman approached a well, where Ozo often played there.

“He is trying so hard not to touch you, Sienna. You could probably set him on fire by breathing too close.” Maya giggles. “I can’t believe you haven’t marked each other yet.” My face burns. “That would be moving too fast, and he is…a zareth.” “We know,” Astrid says, sighing. “And yeah, I get the concern. He is different from us, but goddamn it, Sienna. I’m jealous.” This is new to me. “Jealous?” “Uh-huh,” Maya swoons in her chair, cheek leaning against her cheek. “Your man woke up early and fixed breakfast. Didn’t speak to us, but smiled and then…then he started to fix the pipes, like he’s got something to prove.”

“You haven’t yet touched your brandy, Miss Weisz.” Wisdom drew back her attention to the present. She glanced at the glass of brandy she forgot that she was holding. Two out four ice cubes have already melted. Damn, she had been daydreaming for a time it seems. “Miss Weisz?” “Hmm?” Denver tilted his head to the side, revealing his flawless neck that could perhaps send any sane woman crazy by just a glance of that delicious neck. “It seems your mind is drifting far away in the middle of daylight…or twilight to be exact.”

Chapter Ten: The False Kings and Fractured Thrones Vienna was colder than Eden remembered. Sleek, modern, and unnervingly quiet—like the whole city was holding its breath beneath the surface of elegance. But the kind of war they were preparing for didn't care for history or beauty. This city wasn't a sanctuary. It was a battlefield dressed in glass and steel. The safehouse they secured was on the top floor of a luxury high-rise—courtesy of Kessler’s contacts and Roman’s untraceable access to dormant Tier Zero accounts. Eden stood in front of the window that overlooked the Danube River, holding the encrypted drive her father had given her.

Zoey decided to use black joggers with a black sports bra and white running shoes. They met up in the garden and took a walk. “So what’s the big surprise Eddie?”, Zoey asked. Eddie let off a light laugh before talking. “You’ll see soon.”, Edward answered. Edward removed all the dirt from what seemed like an underground bunker to Zoey. Her eyes widened in shock. “What is this?”, Zoey asked as she let out a light laugh in confusion. “You should be saying that to the real prize down there, come I’ll help you get in.”, Edward asked as he offered her a hand.

Below deck… Zero’s body rested inside a containment cradle, sealed under Elias’s personal encryption. And yet In the dark, behind her still eyes, a single line of code whispered across her neural map: > TRACE: SERA.VAIL.01 PATH FOUND. REBUILD: SCHEDULED.

Eden vowed to himself with a calculating look. Just then, another encrypted message arrived. It read, [Mr. Eden, I have something very intriguing here. Are you interested?] The anonymous sender's cautious approach made Eden wary. [What is it?] he replied cautiously. [Zero,] came the cryptic response. Eden felt a shiver run down his spine. ‘Zero? Could it be the Zero potion?’ This special potion, developed by Dragoria long ago, was designed to rapidly heal injuries in level-nine powerhouses. It had no effect on ordinary individuals and was exclusively effective on those at the pinnacle of power.

Hair scattered across her neck. Alexander stayed over her. Not moving away. Not letting go. His fingers traced the new golden sigil on her skin. Deep inside the destroyed control system, a surviving crystal relay flickered. The erased countdown reformed itself. Not green this time. Gold. A final line appeared: [ZERO TOXIN ORIGIN CONFIRMED — EDEN DESCENT COORDINATES: UNLOCKED FOR THE NEW KING]