Zero Novel Novels & Stories

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.

Somewhere north of it, in a shooting lodge in Sutherland, nine people who were told what they were before they had to carry it are asleep in a building named after a room in Aberdeen. And under all of it, in a channel she can no longer hear, something very old is going about its business, in no particular hurry, waiting for a door that has opened four times before. "Quiet," she says. "It feels quiet." She picks up her glass. "I'm going to need about ten years to get used to it," she says, "and I'd like to spend them here." END OF BLOODLINE ZERO

Without instruction. Just nature, doing what nature does when the right conditions finally exist. ______________ I originally intended for Zara to be possessed by morrha but while I was working on the novel, I realised Mira was a better option someone unexpected. thanks for staying with me through to the end of arc one. arc 2 resumes tomorrow. I apologise for only uploading one chapter today ARC ONE ENDS

Without the Many. Without guides. Anna shouted: “They're waking!” Elena stared. The forgotten experiments were not returning. They were becoming themselves. One by one. But then the original Adrian screamed. His voice came through the Door. “STOP!” Catherine froze. A dark wave moved through Outside Reality. All newly forming identities stopped. Anna whispered: “Oh no.” Elena looked toward the darkness. “What?” The original Adrian answered: “Subject Zero is awake.” Charles stared. “But Catherine—” Anna screamed:

Always, Julian said. I walked to the window. The sun was setting over the English countryside. It was beautiful. Peaceful. But I knew the truth. The network was still out there. Whispering in the wires. Hiding in the code. And Zero was the key. "Come on, Zero," I said. She followed me, silent as a shadow. We walked out of the room, the three of us—Body, Mind, and Machine. The game had changed. The board was digital now. And the war for the soul of the Vane legacy had just begun.

waited. There was some slight irritation where the laser was hitting him but other than that, nothing. Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared. He felt like there was something new inside his head. The robotic voice came again and gave further instructions. "Please close your eyes and concentrate. Imagine a safe place, any place, you are standing inside it. No one else can get in here, this is your personal palace..." Somehow Sheng Chen could feel himself falling asleep. The robotic voice sounded a bit hypnotic and Sheng Chen couldn't help but follow its directions. He did as told but after several minutes nothing happened. He kept trying over and over again and finally after a full hour h

I nod my head in response and look over to Melissa who seems to be unhappy about her friend complimenting my dress. "What is the name of your mother's clothing brand?" Clara asks, curiously. I smile and say, "Little Angels." Melissa's expression completely changes from unhappy to shock while the other girls gasp as if they didn't believe what I said. "As in the famous Little Angel fashion designer Nova Swift? The same one who designs dresses for famous celebrities when they walk down the red carpet?" Brielle asks again. I nod my head in response and say, "Yeah that's my mom."

Adam's POV After learning the truth about myself twelve hours ago, I spent the night talking with my parents, then my wolf. I wanted to learn what I could about werewolves, so I decided to go to the library. Every book I read talks about our kind as though we are fantasy. To be fair, I used to think that way. I was sitting at a table in the middle of the library reading through my fifth book when I was suddenly overwhelmed with a jasmine and rose fragrance. It was so sweet and intoxicating.

I simply blocked him, turned off my phone, and continued sleeping. However, afterward, a frantic pounding came from the door. “Coco! Open the door!” When I heard Zach’s familiar voice, I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to turn off location sharing. His voice was filled with fury, and my mind involuntarily flashed back to the scene of Ruby deliberately falling earlier. Had she really lost the baby? Or had he come because I sold my shares? The next second, the hotel room door was kicked open. Zach stormed in with bloodshot eyes and grabbed me, dragging me outside.

She takes my hand, and the moment her skin touches mine, my head snaps back and everything fades— ⸻ We’re standing on an empty airfield, chaos erupting around us. Our people clash with humans and sharply dressed rogues. But it’s the glowing eyes watching from the forest that tell me—we’re not alone. Then suddenly, both Drake and I drop. Darts pierce our throats. Our hearts still. We don’t move again. Baylee and Caden come sprinting across the road, their screams echoing through the air. But the fight doesn’t stop—it gets worse.