Zenless Zone Zero Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I breathe in the thick, musky smell of our sex trapped under the duvet, and I drift off into a deep, dreamless sleep. I wake up hours later, the room filled with the cold, hazy grey light of the early morning, and the sudden chill in the air makes me shiver the moment I open my eyes. I turn my head slowly, blinking against the dim light, and find the spot next to me completely empty, the sheets already cold to the touch where he lay just hours ago. Zane has slipped out of the room in the dark, returning to his own quarters before the rest of the estate wake, leaving me entirely alone with the consequences of what we did.

Stupid girl. “Excuse me?” What he's really saying is, What the fuck. I should laugh at how shocked he is, but I don't find anything funny. Zero is not a handsome man, at all. He is sexy with dangerous eyes, succubus lips and a chiseled face that cuts you up piece by piece until you are shattered. I don't need to be cut up and I most definitely don't need to be shattered. It's clear Zero wants to fix me. If I allow him to waste his time, he will leave Falon for me, a filthy, dirty beggar because he is foolish.

"Close your eyes." "Ugh, not again," Zane growled, scowling at Asher. "The last time I trusted you...." "Please, Zane." Asher interrupted him, blinking his eyes up at him. "It will just take a minute. Please." Zane must have fallen asleep at the office and fallen into this alternate universe where Asher was a sweet omega and Zane would do anything to please him. He couldn't believe he closed his eyes now. "Are you sure they are closed?" Asher's voice reached him in the dark.. "How many fingers do I have up?"

Zane As I sat with my personal cabinet, discussing the intricate details of our latest ventures, the atmosphere in the room was a mix of intensity and confidence. We had been working tirelessly to expand our influence, and the success of our operations depended heavily on precision and secrecy. My advisors, each an expert in their field, were laying out the plans with meticulous care. Just as my chief strategist, Lila, was about to present her latest analysis on our territorial gains, the door swung open with a force that silenced the room.

his voice is strained as he thrusts a few times, hitting the place that makes me forget how to string words together. “Y.. yes.” My fingers dig into the mattress in a desperate attempt to dissipate the energy building at my core. I try to remember to take long, slow breaths, but every time he hits that spot I forget my own name. Suddenly I’m empty and flipped onto my back. Zaine’s bright blue eyes find mine, and our noses touch as he leans over me, his huge body dwarfs my mine. His arms twinkle with beads of sweat, the warm orange sunglow from the window highlights the hills and valleys of his muscles and the intricate details of my mark on his skin.

She expelled a quick harsh breath and her body dropped to the floor lifelessly. ------------------------------------------------ Authors Note I know I’m terrible, torturing you all like this. You now have a tiny little bit more insight into the meeting of Zelena and Lunaya. But tell me, why do you think she has collapsed?

"Ronan... I saw... the Lower Realm... it was burning... everybody was gone..." "I've got you," I rasped, my own voice breaking as I wrapped my left arm tightly around his waist, lifting him almost off his feet to crush him against me. There wasn't a single millimeter of air left between us. I drove my right hand into the back of his hair, cupping his neck, my thumb digging hard into the muscle beneath his jaw, needing to feel the furious, living heat radiating off his skin. "I've got you, damn it. It wasn't real. Look at me - it wasn't real." Zane squeezed his eyes shut, his forehead grinding against mine as he took a long, shuddering breath. He held it for three full seconds before blowing

“I’m going to call the cops if you continue to sprout nonsense like this. I just went to your house looking for you after you ghosted me. Now you’re here saying things that don’t make sense.” “You went looking for me?” “That’s beside the point.” “No, there’s a reason you fell for me so fast, a reason you feel safe around me even though we haven’t known each other for long.” “Of course, there is. I’m a stupid girl infatuated with you, but it ends now. I’m done.” Zane stood up. “I’m a werewolf.”

He would kneel and punish himself for making this choice against his child, but he has to do it. “120 joules! Step back. Clear!” a terrible father, that’s what he thinks he is, but he was a husband, a mate, and a lover before that. He promised to stay beside her, and he already compromised to not holding her hand right now, he can’t adjust for more. “Another 200 joules, step back! All clear?” “Clear!” …….. Zane sat outside the mansion and watched the cloudy sky. It looked like it was about to rain any minute now, so she decided to run to the forest. She envied those children who could shift all they want anytime

He drew the briefcase on the floor up to the bar and slid it across to me. I caught it and looked at him. "What's this?" "Open it and see." Without taking my eyes off him, I opened the briefcase slightly. It was stacked with neat-looking one hundred dollar bills. I brought out one and sniffed it before putting it back. I looked up to see the man watching me closely. "Hi, my name is Zero, glad to make your acquaintance." I lifted a hand towards him in a hand shake and watched in rising amusement, the flow of emotions on his face. I knew he debated on whether to shake me or not. Coming to a conclusion, he brought out his hand and clasped mine in a firm shake.