Yuki Zero Novels & Stories

I replied with a smile. " So you are" he asked with a smile. " Ā watashi no manā o mite. I am sorry. I am Haru Salvador. I am Miss Pierce's assistant and a designer" I smiled and shake my hands with both of them. "Oh. Hi Haru nice to meet you" Yoshi said to me "You know me. But still Iam Yoshiyuki Hatori and this my friend here is Zen Kirishima" he added. I looked towards him and forwarded my hand for a shake. The moment he took my hand to shake I could feel a tingling feeling rushing through my arms. The moment he touched me my heart skipped a beat. Unable to move, yet drawn forward by some invisible force, I didn’t know what to do. I don’t usually lose confidence in myself, having dealt wi

~Celine~ Bursting out of the house into the rain, I realized that the atmosphere had become darker. Another electrifying lightning zipped across the dark clouds, causing a scream to escape my lips. “C’mon!” Alpha Kilhan yelled in excitement as if he was inured to the loud, crashing thunder. The rain beat my skin so hard, I could hardly move. With my eyes squinted, I watched Alpha Kilhan spread out his arms and swirl. “Join me!” He called out again, stretching his hands towards me. With a grin, I nodded, finally letting go. I ran towards him at full speed, and he hastily lowered himself, ready to receive me.

Its color was silver. His lock screen was an image from the Japanese anime Death Note; in particular, the genius character Yagami Light and his shinigami (reaper) Ryuk. His wallpaper showed a handsome man in a suit standing in front of a sports car. With the car, Dion would get on famously with her pa, Kate thought, but not so much with the suit. Mr. Lapuz, like majority of Filipino dads, didn’t own a single suit in his wardrobe.

I'm stunned by her use of my proper extensive name and not quite sure how to answer. Tyboll, also with long hair and a decided spark in his eyes, steps around Veda and places his hand out. "Forgive my mate, she loves full titles." The she-bear playfully slaps his arm. "Please call us Tyboll and Veda and we shall call you simply Sierra," he says.

Wow, is this really not a sad German orthopedic love? Yuri: "..."

He leaned against the polished, white-marble island, swiping his hand through the air to interact with the holographic display projected from the countertop. Glowing digital numbers hovered in the warm morning air. Sixteen million credits. It was a sum of money that broke the boundaries of basic comprehension for someone born in the Rust Belt. It wasn't just survival money. It was absolute, undeniable freedom. It was the kind of wealth that allowed a man to buy an entire residential block, hire a private security firm, and never look over his shoulder again. Ren closed out the banking application and opened the Aegis Online global leaderboards. [RANK 1: SQUAD ZERO - WRAITH, TANK, JINX.]

Zach’s voice grew even gentler, now laced with urgency, “Coco and I already agreed. She just needs to wait three more years, and she’ll get what she wants. It’s not like I'll run away, right? “Stop crying. Otherwise, your stomach will start hurting again. And if your eyes are all swollen tomorrow, how are you going to be a beautiful bride?” Ruby finally broke into a tearful smile. Zach let out a sigh of relief and then spoke to me in a slightly calmer tone. “Coco, what’s your silence supposed to mean? Apologize to Ruby already!” I clenched my fists, hating myself for even liking that post in the first place. Still, I had done nothing wrong. Why should I apologize?

Orion The war room is colder than usual this morning, the tension in the air thick and almost suffocating. I stand by the door, watching as Legion glares across the table at Zane, fists clenched so tight his knuckles are white. It’s only a matter of time before he snaps.

Blue light began to sweep up from the floor, scanning every inch of his frame. Two minutes passed in agonizing silence, the only sound being the rhythmic thrum of trillion-dollar processors calculating his future. Then, the blue light abruptly shifted into a deep, celebratory gold. "Analysis Complete," the SK Interface chimed. Citizen 09-441. Rank: Secondary Alpha (Α). Molecular Pressure: 68th Percentile. Search for High-Compatibility Match... Successful. Synchronization complete with SK Saint Petersburg Hub." A holographic display flickered to life in front of Viktor’s face. Digital numbers spun wildly before slamming into place in bold, glowing text.