Zero From Hit The Floor Novels & Stories

“Apologize to her! And promise you’ll give her a child in the future as compensation!” When my knees hit the cold tile floor, pain and a chill spread through my body. I struggled to stand, but his hand pressed down on my shoulder, holding me in place. “Have you gone mute? Apologize! Do you hear me?” I forced myself to speak, word by word, “I didn’t push her. If you don’t believe me, go check the neighbors’ surveillance footage.” The camera outside the neighbor’s door would clearly show Ruby staging the whole thing. However, Zach did not believe me.

His face was saying I-don’t-give-a-fuck look. “He’s hitting his new neighbor,” I heard my brother laugh. “What’s the name, Mave?” My eyes narrowed into slits as I looked at him. He playfully smiled at me. My brother is so nosy. “I think it’s Rea May?” Maven innocently said. “Am I right, Z?” My lips pursed. They are obviously teasing Zero. “Renesmay,” Zero glared at him. “Don’t you dare make fun of her name, asshole.”

I screamed across the field. He was almost at the touchdown line, but a linebacker plowed across the field and tackled him to the ground with just a few feet to go. The crowd erupted in boos and groans of disappointment, and I watched as Aiden ripped off his helmet and threw it on the ground before he fell to his knees and punched the ground a couple of times.

"Let's start." The coin clattered to the ground, and Anna smirked triumphantly. "First round's mine. Got any last words, Zoe?" I stayed calm. "Not really." The coin fell a second time. I slowly lifted my gaze. "This one's mine." "I'll flip it myself for the last round," Anna scoffed and snatched the coin from my hand. The coin dropped, bouncing once before rolling across the floor. It stopped at Daniel's feet. Anna's face went pale, and a laugh escaped me.

It didn’t come free. Satisfied, Kylee pressed her feet against the house and rappelled upward, using her grip on the vine to climb to the second story. There was no landing or anything to rest on when she reached the window. Luckily, Price had left it ajar, probably to let in the cool evening breeze. The screen was already off, leaning against the wall inside. Kylee shimmied her slender body under the cracked window. Her hands hit the hardwood floor first. She crept inside, letting her eyes get used to the dark before she moved around. Last thing she wanted to do was make a loud noise and spook Price, or wake the whole house.

He opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out. More comments floated post. [He's starting to hurt.] [Good. It's not enough, though.] [I want to see him on his knees.] Just then, the door to the hospital room was flung open.

"You're a cripple now, so let's see how you're going to fight me now." Suddenly, his hand tilted, and the entire glass of scalding hot milk poured over my arm. A sharp, burning pain exploded through my nerves as I grunted in pain, and my crutch slipped from my grip. I lost balance and crashed heavily to the floor. A searing agony ripped through my leg, and cold sweat from pain soaked my back. But what broke me more was the music box that tumbled from my arms and clattered onto the floor with a crisp crack.

"I need you to alter the alignment. When a VIP lift arrives at a floor, it auto-levels perfectly flush with the ground. Can you break the leveling algorithm?" Kara’s eyes widened behind her taped glasses. She understood instantly. "You want me to drop the floor!" "Three feet," Ren confirmed. "Stop the car exactly three feet below the floor level of the hub." Kara didn't waste breath arguing. She slammed her hands onto the keyboard, injecting a cascading error into the elevator’s pneumatic braking subroutines. 47... 48... 49... "Brace!" Kara screamed, ripping her connection cable from the wall and hugging her laptop to her chest.

he falls to the floor. ****" happy reading

“Well…hate to break it to you, but I guess they did; perfect that science, that it.” “What?” Kathy frowned. “No, that’s impossible! How…oh...” “You mean, oh no?” I offered. “Oh shit!” “Yup.” I nodded. “Zero.” “Subject Zero.”