Zero K Novel Novels & Stories

Bag after bag of plasma was pumped into my veins. One raw, guttural scream tore out of me, and then the sound of a baby crying filled the room. On my phone, the screen was still frozen on one last image. Jasper and Fiona were locked in a kiss beneath the Aurelian Tower. I held my crying son and let the tears fall without stopping.

They were a dull, metallic grey, like a screen that had been turned off for a long time. "Who are you?" I whispered. My voice was weak, barely more than a breath. Rowan was still holding me, his grip tight and protective. "I am the one who didn't run," the woman said. Her voice was deep and calm, like a bell ringing in a far-off tower. "I am the one who realized that 'Freedom' is just another word for 'Unsupervised.' I am **Kaima-Zero**." Rowan stepped forward, his body tense. "She’s not you, Kaima. She’s just another simulation. Another 'Boss' at the end of a level."

"We give him what he wants. All three hybrids. In the same place. At the same time." "That's suicide." "No. That's bait." Her gold eyes burn. "We let him try to drain us. And when he does, we drain him back." --- **[End of Chapter 119]**

The mysterious hacker known as Zero. The figure leaned forward slightly. Face still half hidden in shadow. Marcus whispered slowly, “I knew it.” Sebastian studied the screen carefully. “Who is he?” Marcus answered quietly. “The only man I ever lost to.” Inside the penthouse Daniel muttered, “Tonight has a lot of those.” Leo zoomed the image. But the camera resolution was low. The face remained unclear. Zero spoke for the first time. His voice calm. “You built a nice little mess.” Marcus crossed his arms.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

He is Zero, who just introduced his name to Zeva, but has immediately dared to ask Zeva to take care of her heart for him alone without explaining what kind of relationship they are in. Strangely again, now Zeva feels that Zero has won her heart. Zeva herself was confused about how she could fall in love with Zero so quickly. The reason is that after spending only a day with Zero and Zero returning to Indonesia, the rest of Zeva and Zero only communicate via chat, without video calls. Fact, let alone video calls, they never even do a phone call.

I looked back one last time. Malik was surrounded. He was fighting like a demon, deflecting plasma bolts with invisible shields, ripping the armor off the troopers with his mind. But Kazi was still there. The Hunter had pulled a massive combat knife from his boot—a vibrating blade made of white ceramic that wouldn't rust. He was circling Malik, waiting for an opening. "We have to help him," I said, stopping. "He's going to die." "We can't," Eliana cried, pulling me into the darkness of the tunnel. "If Kazi gets you, this is all for nothing. You are the Zero, Baraka. You are the one who matters. Malik is buying us time!"

ISLA The gentleness in Zero’s touch is bothering me. This is not him. Zero will always prefer the hard way rather than the gentle way. Why? Why does he need to do this? Why does he keep on giving me false hope? And I am the fool who assumes that he’s into me. Savoring the moment that we had, Zero lets me lay my back on the bed while he was on top, without breaking the kiss. He nibbles my lips and darted his tongue inside my mouth, and started to battle with my tongue.

RYKER I take a deep, deep breath until my lungs fill with oxygen to the brim. I need to calm my tits. “ She knows? ” I exhale and move back to my spot, slumping down over the chair. The genre of the story of my life is changing from Action to Melodrama. Great! Fucking fantastic! “ She…doesn’t. ” Zero nods to himself. “ What a twist of events. So Luna’s sexy friend is giving her a wolf suppressant. And that friend is Zero’s mate. And Zero is a part of our small aware—of—all—secrets group. ” Zio claps his hands, chuckling.