Zero Days Novel Novels & Stories

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Nyosi stood in the center of the room, her hands clasped neatly behind her back, as Asset Null slowly advanced toward the broken bookshelf. "You broke my leashes tonight, Baraka," Nyosi said, her voice dropping to a cold, final whisper. "But you forgot the golden rule of the military-industrial complex. We always have a bigger gun." Asset Null raised his pale, bone-white hands, the pitch-black voids of his eyes locking onto Patient Zero in the dark. For the first time since the war began, Baraka had no adaptations left to save him.

“They thought if they showed me what I could’ve been, what I wasn’t, I’d break.” She looked ahead. “But I don’t want to be perfect anymore. I want to be free.” The console ahead lit up again. The words scrawled across the screen in red: CORE PROXY NEUTRALIZED. NEXT NODE: GATE ZERO. Echo swallowed. “Gate Zero… sounds final.” Mira narrowed her eyes. “It’s not the end.” She glanced down at the drive, now humming steadily against her hip. “It’s the real beginning.” End of Chapter Forty-Two

It is the sound of adults discovering the floor is gone and continuing the presentation. Six weeks before Day Zero becomes five. Then four. Maya stops counting aloud. The city starts counting for her. Empty shelves. Longer sirens. More police near hospitals. More closed clinics. More signs saying TEMPORARILY UNAVAILABLE, which might as well be the national anthem. On a Thursday evening, she drives to the industrial estate. Rain threatens but does not commit. The sky hangs low and grey over the storage rows. She parks between two vans, waits thirty seconds, checks mirrors, checks corners, then unlocks Unit 47.

Three days. To the rest of Oakhaven, three days was just a blink of an eye—a few sunrises, a few sunsets, and the mundane rhythm of a city that never stopped breathing. But for Zara, these three days had felt like three agonizing centuries. Since the disastrous night at the restaurant, the world had turned gray. The vibrant colors of her ambition had been washed away by the rain that had soaked her to the bone that night.

Thirty days. One month. A single, heartbeat-stopping wager. Benjamin Parker was the sun. A golden-haired scholarship recruit with flour on his hands and a heart that he wore—vulnerable and beating—on his sleeve. He spent weeks chasing the school’s "Ice Prince," offering handmade tarts and a smile that could melt the coldest winter. He thought his persistence finally paid off when Jonathan Hayes—the obsidian-eyed, terrifyingly beautiful heir to a tech empire—pinned him against the school gates and claimed him in front of everyone. But the "Golden Romance" was a lie from the very first kiss. Jonathan didn't choose Benjamin because of his heart; he chose him because he was a convenient t

A sarcastic smile slowly formed on my lips. “You’re Zachary Knight. The one and only bad boy in our school. The famous demon who enjoys turning students’ lives into hell whenever he feels like it.” Instead of getting angry, he actually looked amused. “Interesting,” he murmured. “Go on. I want to hear more.” I sighed inwardly. I had no patience for this ridiculous conversation anymore. “Zachary Knight,” I continued bluntly. “A spoiled playboy who jumps from girl to girl. You like playing with their feelings.”

"The coastal station is compromised. There’s an old subway tunnel five miles from here that leads to the 'Dead Zone'—the ruins of the first city. That’s where Life Zero began." ​We ran. ​The five miles felt like five minutes. With the Scythe active, my physical limits were gone. I was a blur of violet light, and Julian—connected to me through the bond—kept pace, his movements fluid and lethal. We were no longer a doctor and a patient; we were two halves of a single, devastating storm. ​We reached the entrance to the "Dead Zone"—a rusted iron gate swallowed by overgrown vines that pulsed with a strange, sickly blue light. This was where the "Modern World" ended and the "Supernatural World" be

“G-Give me a w-week—” “Two days.” Dark snapped and George disappeared. “You only have two days; otherwise, you’ll end up losing everyone you dear.” With a flick of his finger, Z was thrown by an invisible force. She screamed as the darkness engulfed her whole body. She was falling yet again into a deep hole she couldn’t comprehend. No matter how loud her screams, no one came to save her. Losing hope, her back hit something hard. And that was when she was able to open her eyes in the infirmary, her shirt drenched with sweats, her whole body shaking, a tear cradling her cheeks.

I badly want to initiate it but shame is overpowering me. I was doing the laundry when my phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Nicholas, so I immediately pressed the answer button. "Hello?" [Can I see you?] I shot an eyebrow up. Really, now? After he didn't show up all day yesterday? He's actually busy with his company. His father's mafia group was now under the rulership of Atticus. I understand that Nicholas doesn't really want his father's organization. He wants a simple life. A simple and peaceful life.