Zero's Familiar Light Novel Novels & Stories

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

Sera’s voice broke: “Astra don’t” But the girl had already stepped forward. She reached out. And touched Zero’s hand. Nothing happened. No explosion. No shockwave. Just a stillness. As if the ship itself held its breath. Zero looked down at their joined hands. And for the first time, she whispered: “I don’t understand.” Astra replied, “You don’t have to.” And then Zero collapsed. Not violently. She folded. Like code collapsing into itself. A soft light bloomed in her chest.

I opened my eyes to dead silence. Not the peaceful kind. It was the kind that follows destruction. The lab was completely still, but energy hummed under my skin like electricity. Golden light still flickered at my fingertips. Mother Zero was gone. Not destroyed, not deleted. She was part of me now. I stood slowly, testing my balance. Everything felt different. Sharper. More connected. Kieran stared at me from across the room like he was looking at a stranger. His hand rested on his sword, but he didn't draw it.

ISLA All I can do was too heaved a deep sigh after our conversation. Slowly, I can already understand him. I have a hunch that he already fell in love but someone broke his heart into pieces which makes him like this. Someone makes him a monster. And I honestly, admire that someone, because Zero loves her so much. Zero won’t be like that if he doesn’t love that person. At the same time, I can also feel madness towards that someone. She’s lucky to have Zero, knowing that Zero is sweet and caring. Zero was born with his Greek god-like looks and it’s normal to gain popularity.

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

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.

I shoved the thoughts aside as I rushed to take my bath and pick out a dress I would be wearing for Luna's meeting since it was almost time. A few minutes later, one of the omegas came to inform me that most of the Luna were already arriving. Since I didn't want to make a bad impression, I walked into the Hall just before the remaining Luna arrived. "Welcome, everyone," I said, smiling, standing up to address them. "My name is Elena, and I'm the new Luna in the midnight city; it's a pleasure to be amongst you all," I said. "You are welcome, Elena; we all are pleased to have you in our midst," Luna Susan said.

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

ELARA’S POV: I woke up to find myself in a strange but familiar environment. The air was warm, with a subtle aroma of pine and smoke. I blinked, trying to regain consciousness, but everything around me shimmered like a dream. The room was enormous, far too large to be called a room. It looked like something out of a storybook: a huge hall made from stone and wood. The ceilings were so high that I couldn't see the end, painted with silver patterns and images of wolves running under a full moon. The sun rays came in through large windows. I sat up slowly, my heart pounding. The bed was incredibly soft, covered in nice linens and velvet. The room felt very luxurious, with big wooden pillars and

I don't walk around unarmed, that's the first rule of being an assassin. I move quietly, listening, observing. Zero’s waiting by the door, his big shape dark against a weak streetlight. He’s smiling, a cocky grin that says he’s got something good. “Took you long enough, MG,” he says in a teasing tone. “Don’t start,” I say back, but I smile a little. Zero’s one of the few I trust completely, even if he’s a Shadow Rider. He is loyal, he has proved that and always there when things get bad. “Who is it?”