Zero Days Novel Novels & Stories

Jayce whispered, “And we burned.” BOOK ONE COMES TO AN END

Cassandra said angrily "What the hell happened? what the fuck is that! why did the zombie attack us? I thought that place is secured what happened then? "Please came down. We don't know what happened, we don't know what attract those zombies, we spent four days in that camp and we did not sight any zombie because we clear them off before we camp there." Susan told Casandra. "Casandra can you just please came down! can you just shut up and let me focus on driving, can't you see that am driving?" Jane said.

TWO DAYS had passed, and Isla’s routines are still the same. School, home then repeat. Apollo always checks her through calls since the former is also busy with his business schedules. As for Zero… she heaved a deep sigh and tapped her pen on her notebook as she glanced outside the window of the empty classroom, she had never seen Zero nor had contact with him since their last meeting at the airport. She doesn’t know if Zero is just doing it on purpose to lay low because he knew Apollo would be there, guarding her.

The shuttle waits, and Sarah at the controls, and Julian strapped white-knuckled in the back, and the long dark water between here and my brother. The silver sings in both arms and a second heart beats in time with mine, and Subject Zero, who slept folded and frightened in her own bones for twenty years, does not sleep anymore. I step through, into the light I am making, and I go to bring my brother home. End of Volume One.

"Sixteen days before the queen is whole. Bring her to me willingly, I seize her bit by bit until there’s nothing left to love.” Isla lets out another yawn snuggling further into my embrace. “I’m exhausted Mom.” I pull her nearer. The city may possess its sixteen days. We’ll utilize each moment to ensure that when her time arrives it discovers a family that has previously mastered the art of destroying the world and rebuild it in gold. Chapter 100 Elena Kane Day Zero. Midnight. The city doesn’t pause for dawn. It occurs the moment Isla Valentina Kane reaches her sixth birthday. We are ready.

My precious laptop has not been touched, and that is my only comfort. Taylor carries all the sacks and furniture out to the bins while I finish wiping down all the surfaces. When at last everything has been cleaned and tidied away to my satisfaction, I find myself sinking to the ground. I had been here for only four months, but it had become my home, and damn it, Richard had destroyed it all. I do my best to fight the tears, but my exhaustion overwhelms me, and I sob silently, hoping to get it out of my system before Taylor returns.

The place where I'd cried over breakups and stressed about exams and dreamed about a future that was nothing like this. I'd probably never see this apartment again. The thought hit me like a punch to the stomach. This was it. This was goodbye to my life, my independence, my freedom. All because I'd wanted to walk two blocks alone. "Four minutes," Zade said. I picked up my suitcase. It was heavy—too heavy, probably. I grabbed my thesis binder and my purse. Then I opened the door. Zade was standing right there, exactly where I knew he'd be. Still covered in blood. Still watching me with those empty eyes.

The moment realization hits me, loud cries came out of my mouth that lingered through the whole room. So, this is the vacation is all about. The making of memories and spending a week straight inside a damn home without getting disturbed because you want to give it the fullest. You indeed did your best until your last breath. Just like what Daniel said and he probably realized it as soon as I talked about the hallucinations I thought which I got to forget the past few days. My forehead is kissing the floor while my hands are holding onto your arm that fell on the floor. My nose seemed to not smell anything awful despite of how stinky your rottening body smells already.

Just the skeletal remains of a civilization that had forgotten how to live without a screen. Xander was beside me, his breathing shallow but steady. Julian and Selene were huddled under a piece of scrap metal, watching the horizon. "Is it over?" I asked, my voice a dry croak. "The system is dead," Xander said, sitting up and looking at his wrists. The scars were just scars now. Plain, silver, and silent. "Everyone is a Zero, Sara. No one has a cent. No one has a debt. For the first time in a hundred years, the world is even."

Beggar There is never a time to tell someone that their brother or sister aren't perfect, that their sins were unforgivable, but Zero is right, it is another day’s problem. We ride for a few hours, stopping at a gas station. Zero keeps his hands in my jeans pocket when we get an energy drink from the short stop.