Zero To One Novel Novels & Stories

"We’ve built the 'New Foundation.' Now, we just have to see what people decide to build on top of it." ​I looked at Damian, and then at the blank sheet of vellum on the desk the one I had been keeping for my own story ​"Rule 34," I whispered. ​"Tell me, Aara," Damian said, pulling me into the warmth of his arms. ​"The best stories are the ones where the Earth gets the last word." ​The "Billionaire's Debt-Bride" was a memory of a ghost. I was Aara Vance, the Guardian of the Zero-Point, and for the first time in my life, the world beneath my feet was finally, perfectly, in sync.

Maybe he had never been treated like that before, but slowly, the calls stopped. The messages also went silent. At last, I could start adjusting to a new life. At first, it felt strange being in an unfamiliar place and a brand-new job all by myself. However, little by little, I realized I could actually find joy in it. Life began to feel meaningful and purposeful again. The part of me that had been suppressed for years was finally breaking free. Sometimes, though, my thoughts would drift back to the past, to those unforgettable moments that had carved themselves into my heart.

When I first arrived in this world, the system promised me a deal—if I could win the heart of just one of the four guys it picked for me within 25 years, I would get to go back to my real life. However, 25 years went by, and I did not manage to win over any of them. Maybe it was just my fate. I walked all the way to the busiest overpass I could find. The system told me I had to face failure on my own. As I looked at the cars zooming by, I remembered all the cold looks from those guys. It was all because of Lucia Jones, the one everyone loved. The system said it was not my fault. After all, Lucia was the star, and the guys just could not help but fall for her.

Raze said wiping her tears again. “Hey, sorry to bother you two,” Daemon said coming into the room. “Speaking of the devil,” Raze chuckled making her giggle. Daemon looked at them confused then shook his head, “Anyway, um, Little One ate five chicken nuggets and some fries and drank all her apple juice. Can she have that ice cream now?” “Chocolate chip cookie dough?” Raze asked and Daemon smirked. “Oh, she’s why that’s the only flavor you will eat,” He chuckled. “Go figure.”

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.

- she added, smiling kindly. - That's good.- Johnathan said and Isabelle whispered something to him so softly that Selene didn't even notice her making a noise, and even the movements of her lips were barely noticeable. After listening to his wife, Johnathan nodded in agreement. Then his wife left the kitchen, staring at Selene on her way out. - I would like to explain something else. Isabelle sees the "chosen one" for the first time, so be understanding if she starts looking at you too insistently. You're kind of an attraction to her.- Johnathan said.

He sits next to me, picking me up and placing me on his lap. “What are you reading?” Daniel mumbles into my hair. “That book I started. One of Us Lying” I show him the cover. “How is it?” He draws circles on my stomach. “Its really good. Definitely one of my favorites. I’m on page one hundred and seven” I shiver. “Damn girl, you read that fast” He laughs. “Yeah” I fold the corner, saving my spot and place the book down. “What are you wearing?” Daniel laughs, picking at the silky material.

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. The storm itself seemed to hesitate. Standing at the edge of the clearing was the most feared person in the history of the network. The first subject. The first experiment. The first mistake. Subject Zero. And he looked nothing like the monster Ava had imagined. He wasn't enormous. He wasn't scarred. He wasn't surrounded by dark energy or impossible power. Instead, he looked like a young man—twenty-five at most—with dark hair damp from the rain, pale skin, and sharp features. Human. Terribly human.

He said. “I have one but it’s already chapter one.” I said hesitantly. “Read it for me, please…” *Cataclysm Chapter 01 I'm walking on the hallway of the school to pay the books I need. Everyone is busy talking to their old friends, some for their newfound friends and what makes me agitated is it seems someone is following me and it seems someone is watching me every corner of the school. It makes me feel uneasy. ---