Zero Days Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Dylan Thomson's first love, Jocelyn Wilkes, had returned from Northia. That day, he poured me a cup of water with sweet clover added to it and handed it to me. "The silver venom has penetrated her bones. She only has 21 days left and wants to spend her last days of life with me." He spoke very calmly, as if he were talking about the weather that day. There was no trace of emotion in his voice at all. I frowned. "At a time like this, she should be looking for the pack's elders, shouldn't she? Why is she looking for you?"

Zero suddenly declares before I know it,his gun is pointed at Tony's forehead. I turn my head towards him,shocked. " I don't know what's your plan but it's not gonna work. I don't care how many people you have killed or what kind of a criminal you are. This girl will not be hurt,no matter what." Zero warns Tony, his finger on the trigger. He turns around and fires a shot towards Chloe.He then jumps inside the tub and catches Chloe's falling body. " Now,do what you do best. Get that asshole." Zero turns to me and winks. He then jumps out of the tub and lays Chloe on the floor.

EVA'S POV I watched as Zero walked out of my room, leaving me alone with a parting gift - a note. As my eyes scanned the page, I realized that this wasn't just any piece of paper. It was penned by Zayn himself, and it contained instructions that I had to follow. Zayn had given it to her when she snuck out to meet him. My heart raced as I read the words scrawled across the page. It was up to me to help Zayn and Zero's pack infiltrate Adrian's territory and I had to act fast. I felt like a traitor but I didn't feel bad about it. Adrian and his father deserved whatever was coming to them. I looked down at the note in my hands once again and took a deep breath.

Ruby gently rested a hand on her belly, smiling with unmistakable triumph. “The child in my womb is his biological son.” I lowered my eyes, trying to hide the tears that suddenly surged up. Zach really had betrayed me. Yet he still treated me like a fool, asking me to wait three more years for him. I calculated the timeline in my head. The child in Ruby’s belly was conceived on the night that Zach did not come home. That was the first time he forgot my birthday. He had stayed out to socialize for work instead.

POV: Sylvia (One Week Later) The silence in my penthouse was no longer peaceful. It felt heavy, like the air before a devastating storm. For seven days, Zia had been a ghost. She was behind the walls of the Vance estate, protected by a security detail that even Leo couldn't penetrate without starting a literal war.

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

I looked at the founding ground behind us. The council hall. The archive. The shelters. The spring. Sixty-eight people. Three full recognitions and more arriving. The legal argument. The two Miras. Brennan Mourne's thirty-seven changes. Kaden with a map instead of a list. Dara Cross documenting the lower wards water system. Selene running logistics with the calm efficiency of someone who had found the right scale for their competence. And Zane. The anchor's anchor. The hearth. Seventeen years. Four days north. A journal carried since he was seven. A perimeter habit he was breaking by degrees.

"I just found a better way to bleed." "Will he wake up as the man you loved, or is he just the first of a new, broken breed?" Subject Zero asked as she faded into the shadows of the falling palace.

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE: LATE NIGHT FINDS NOVA POV The week had stretched like a lifetime. Seven days of silence. Seven days of walking past Grant as if we were strangers. Seven days of curling into myself, pretending I didn’t care, when every bone in my body ached from the weight of his absence.

I didn’t leave a note or an explanation, but I knew he would understand. Dragging my suitcase behind me, I walked out of that house and checked into a quiet little hotel. For seven days, I rested there in silence. During that time, he didn’t send a single message or make a single call. Seven days later, I sat in the airport terminal, waiting for boarding, when my phone suddenly rang and his name lit up on the screen. I glanced at it once, then shut my phone off without hesitation. His name disappeared from the screen in an instant, just like our marriage, gone completely.