Zero Rem Novels & Stories

After a car accident wipes my memory, my mind is stuck ten years in the past—right after I get down on one knee to propose to Angeline Stone. I tear through every app on my phone, desperate to find any proof that Angeline is actually my wife. But all I see in my contacts are numbers I don't recognize, and my WhatsApp chat list is empty. I have no choice but to call my buddy, Rick Tate, to ask him whether Angeline accepted my proposal. To my surprise, he explodes on me like a lit firecracker. "Did a donkey kick you in the head, Caleb? Did she accept your proposal? You're about to divorce her!" My first reaction after hanging up is—damn, I'm a legend. I actually managed to land an ice quee

In a feverish haze, I heard the doorbell ring. The delivery guy called out, "Delivery for Mr. Hendrick." I smiled as I took it from the delivery guy and thanked him. I was going to laugh at James for being childish. After all, before falling asleep, I had only mentioned that I had a fever. Yet he had already ordered medicine for me. However, when I opened the delivery bag and saw what was inside, my expression froze. Condoms and lubricant were right there in plain sight, and even the toy in my hand made my head spin. Just as I took out my phone, ready to demand an explanation from my husband, a text message suddenly popped up. "This is Sangland Resortworld. Dear Mr. Hendrick, we are de

began to stabilize, the agonizing heat of the serum cooling into a sharp, crystalline focus. The "Zero Point" was not a building; it was a scar on the ice. A deep-sea research station, repurposed by the "Primordials" before the Trust was even a name on a ledger. It was air-gapped from the global grid, shielded by miles of permafrost and salt. "We’re here," the pilot’s voice crackled over the comms. "Sector Zero. The winds are at eighty knots. We have a three-minute window for the drop before the rotors freeze."

The year I started middle school, my parents solemnly handed my sister and me each a bank card. "This is your college fund. There's 100,000 dollars in each one. The password is your birthday. Don't touch it unless it's truly an emergency." I listened. I treated that card like a treasure. I never bought a single new piece of clothing. Even my worn-out canvas shoes got patched with glue and worn again. I thought that if I was just responsible enough, I'd live up to my parents' idea of "fairness." Then, after the SATs ended, I wanted to use the money on the card for a graduation trip with my classmates. Instead, the ATM screen flashed a number that burned my eyes: [Balance: $0.00]. At th

" Junior said. "Well I like him. Especially if he take us to see the Lakers play." Responded Jeremiah. "Now he didn't say he was going to do all that." I told Jeremiah. By the time We made in the driveway, Aza was fast asleep. I had to carry her in the house. She was so tired that she didn't even wake up when i put her in the bed. I left the boys to their own devices and decided that I was gone take a shower and get in bed myself. I kept replaying today in my head and decided that it was a good day. Now that the kids like him, I could finally make us an official couple. i hope Micheal was as ready as I was.

Iridescent scales slide down her arms. "For a mortal that likes to whore herself out to paras you're one stupid as bitch. You don't have a clue how this world works. Well little clubwhore; you're about to get a crash course. Rage is my fated mate. We have sealed our bond. That means I have all his memories right up here." Remi says tapping the side of her head. Emerson shrugs her shoulders.

With the reminder of promise the principal becomes quite and simply nods his head. "Have a good day" Zoya says with satisfaction and started to go and while walking she calls someone "Give Mr. and Mrs. Verma's pictures to the press and send a letter from court to his company with the charge of using bad quality materials during construction, I will take care of the other things" Saying this she cancels the call and remembers Mehak's red eyes and her fist tightens around her phone then says "Wrong or Right, it doesn't matter if they are family."

Ruby tried explaining-but with the way things were, nick looked totally confused. "Ok, boy. That's enough. However, I actually came here to warn you. You have three supernatural powers which you inherited from me. I am a very great grandma of yours. I'm in the seventeenth line of your family generation. I know you may not understand. But however, your powers are: one-the ability to see ghosts. Two- you have a special word which you can say anytime to get out of trouble but you will later get to know the word as you grow. And three- I wouldn't tell you now. You might disclose it to other people. And like I said, you will get to know it as you grow."

CHAPTER FORTY FOUR POV:v Damon 4AM in the morning. Different from September 3 years ago. Everything about it was different. The 38 weeks instead of 27. The calm instead of the controlled panic. The specific quality of Zara at 4AM in the morning saying I think so with certainty instead of I thought they’d stop with hope. He had the bag by the door. Had had it there for 3 weeks. He texted Marcus from the hallway. One line.

His shoulders shook violently, and a single hot tear rolled down his face. His voice, muffled against the pillow, grew hoarse until only a whisper remained. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." His phone buzzed again. His assistant was on the other end, voice tight with urgency. "Mr. Wynn, 60% of Wynn Group's shares have just been transferred out." Jasper pulled himself together and rushed to the office. When he pushed open the conference room doors, the board members were already waiting, and not one of them looked sympathetic.