Zero Point Book Novels & Stories

They began to fall toward the atmosphere below, where they would burn up like shooting stars. MISSION COMPLETE. SIGNAL SILENCED. REWARD: 40,000 CREDITS. THE AFTERMATH Ren logged out. He felt tired. Bone deep tired. The Zero-G missions always messed with his inner ear, leaving him dizzy and nauseous. He walked to the kitchen and poured a glass of water. His hand shook slightly. He opened his laptop to the Aethelgard News Feed. He knew what he would see. BREAKING NEWS: GLOBAL INTERNET OUTAGE

Watch out for “Striking Blow.” (Strike Zone Book #2) This is Pearl and Antonio’s story. Filled with international intrigue and subterfuge. Striking Blow Colombo. Sri Lanka. Pearl needed directions—a map—a freaking GPS back to herself. Finding her worth again meant starting with a physical transformation. For starters, the blonde princess staring back at her in the mirror wasn’t real, and it was time to pack “socialite barbie” away in a dark drawer; time to step away from the two-hundred-dollar haircut and her designer lifestyle.

I have a fabulous friend. And if it isn’t obvious by now, the person that I am talking about is Christine Gyamfi. And if you don't know who she is, then read the other book; The Light's Shadow. It's an original book that she wrote herself. I personally didn't read the book, but I'm sure that you will. I mean, why are you reading this then? But that's beside the point. Christine is awesome. She is hilarious, kind, and sweet. The woman also treats everyone around her with respect. She is one of the few people that fuels my faith in humanity.

But before I could answer, the clasp on the book shimmered with light—and then unlatched itself. All three of us stared. "Did it just... unlock from your blood?" Andy asked, wide-eyed. "I think so," I breathed. "Creepy," he says. We all stared in silence for a moment, like the book might suddenly start glowing or chanting or floating off into the air. "She’s ready," Zerina whispered. "Now, we find the truth." I opened the book and carried it gently to the couch, holding it like something sacred—probably because it was.

“Wow, I didn’t expect you to be so young! I thought tech experts were usually older.” I smiled faintly but didn’t bother to explain. His energy and straightforwardness reminded me of my college self—the old version of me who was once full of passion and ambition. When we got to the parking lot, my phone finally caught a signal. The moment it powered on, it buzzed nonstop. I glanced down. My entire screen was filled with messages from James. Without opening a single one, I calmly deleted them all. Liam placed my luggage in the trunk, then looked back at me with a smile. “Miss Griffin, that’s a lot of calls. Do you want me to wait while you reply to them?”

"This... the silence, the cold, the fact that I don't know what’s happening in Chicago right now... this is the only power that matters. The power to be nobody." ​Enzo kissed the top of my head, his heartbeat a slow, steady rhythm. ​"We're not ghosts, Jade," he whispered. "We're the beginning." ​Outside, the snow began to pile up against the door, sealing us into our foundation of silence. The world of the Vault and the Sin was thousands of miles away, a digital memory fading into the white. We were the result of the equation. We were the zero-point. The static that had governed our lives had finally flatlined, leaving only the steady, honest heat of the fire.

The air around me was getting tensed and I could only feel myself heating up. I scroll down the pictures and come in contact with a video. My hands were shaking as I pressed play. This can't be true. It's him. It's Collins. I look up at him then at my glass. With one shot, I take in the full liquid and empty my glass. I drop it back on the table, angrily, not caring about the loud noise it made. I grab my purse and stomp out of the restaurant. "Jane." He called from behind.

"You can't survive a direct hit from a deletion protocol of this magnitude!" "I’ve spent my entire life being a ghost in the machine, Sophia," Zero replied, a serene, almost celestial smile touching his lips. his golden eyes met her silver ones with a clarity that transcended the digital abyss. "But a ghost can haunt, and a ghost can explode. I was never meant to survive the system—I was meant to break it."

"He told you that, did he? My sweet, naive girl... he always was the better liar." Damien’s hand dropped instinctively to his sidearm. "What is she talking about?" "Node Zero isn't just a broadcast array, Damien," Evelyn whispered, her green eyes locking onto Elara with unsettling intensity. "The twin-key protocol doesn't wipe the network. It transfers master administrative authority from one node to another. Richard doesn't want to destroy Phase Two... he built Node Zero so he could take control of it himself!" Elara turned toward her father, the blood draining from her face. "Father... is that true?"

Without hesitation, Rama immediately chased after Ririn, "Beib, wait!" Zeva and her boyfriend could only shake their heads. "Why are you here? How did you get here?" Zeva asked, expressing her curiosity. "I have a Doraemon door that can go anywhere, Dear. And... do you know what? I've implanted a chip in your body, so I can track your whereabouts anytime, anywhere." "Zero, I'm not joking,” said Zeva seriously. Zero, who had been grinning, also turned serious and said, “This is what is called Zero Hour, Dear.”