Zero With A Line Through It Novels & Stories

The crib was empty, and everything was gone. Even our wedding portrait had been taken down. The room held nothing of mine except the faint trace of my scent still lingering on the pillow. Every sign that I had ever existed in this house had been erased. I had been desperate enough to wipe away every last trace, to leave him with nothing to hold onto. Jasper slid down the side of the bed and crumpled onto the floor, clutching the pillow to his chest. His shoulders shook violently, and a single hot tear rolled down his face.

"Don't say that princess, well you will not be able to reach me tomorrow and maybe next, so I will give you some instructions." "Wait, were are you going?" I asked as I feel two days will now become forever. "I am going to somewhere with no network, I am sorry" I am guessing Village. "Ok, try take your phone maybe this time there would be network" "Ok, here are the instructions, tomorrow where red undies, make sure to eat your breakfast, then at night wear this same jersey. Next tomorrow where black undies and wear your really big singlet to sleep. Never skip any of your meal." the low tune in which h gave the instruction is the most arousing voice I have heard making a moan escape my lips,

My grades at school are outstanding, being great at sports, but never played due to the bruise on my body. Anyway, my next class is Ap physics with Mr. Daniels, he's strict and he hates students that are late unless you have a pass from your last teacher stating why you are late for his class. ( Mr.Daniels) alright, kids today we have a new student named Lucas Santiago he's just transferring here from New York. Alright, Mr. Santiago please take a seat next to Ms. Sinclair, please. Now that the introduction is over let's begin to review what we learned from last week, cause there will be 79 question tests on Friday, so take notes and pay attention.

My company let employees clock paid hours while petting the office cats, take unlimited vacation, and skip the time clock altogether. For a while, people called us a dream company. Then one of my employees posted online and accused the whole thing of being a kindness trap. He filmed the office as if it were paradise, but the caption told a different story: [Don't envy us. All of this was bought with our low pay and our youth.] The post went viral, and overnight, I became the fake-nice boss who bled his employees dry behind a mask of small kindnesses. The entire internet told my employees to run. Fine. I let them. I rolled out a new policy. Effective immediately, every flexible benefit

WRONG NUMBER “Shit!” Arielle Lawson cursed under her breath as her bag slipped off the bar counter, spilling its entire contents across the floor for the uninterested crowd of Midnight Halo Lounge, Manhattan to see. She stared at the mess absentmindedly through her increasingly blurry vision, wondering how she was supposed to gather whatever remained of her dignity. A part of her knew that if she stood up too quickly, she’d land face-first on the cold, filthy tiled floor. Her legs were already betraying her, softened by whisky and regret.

Ash’s fingers have joined his on her back and together they run over the intricate lines of the mark. It’s a cross of lines, like a plus sign but longer, with arrows on the ends of each line, with three small bisecting lines near the ends. A diamond over the centre of the cross and circles coming out from the central dot diagonally between the lines of the cross. And three sweeping curves that form a sort of triangle pointing down over the top of the diamond.

๐·°(⋟﹏⋞)°·๐ And poor Jack suffered the wrath of his maid that was losing sleep because of him. Zero: Sure thing host (¬_¬)

Li also sadly looked at Ben as he went, as he had lost a good sparring partner. Karl anxiously asked the students, "What is his family number?". Someone answered "zero"

And looked. The pink lily across her back was lush and vibrant; she could almost catch the scent of its delicate petals as they unfurled. The leaves were a cool, dark green, the pollen was a warm gold. She looked hard, she really searched, but that ugly word that Gideon had inked into her back was hidden, it was gone, replaced by something breathtakingly lovely. Zoe had so cleverly used the lines and curves of those awful four letters to draw the petals and the leaves, and somehow she had completely covered over, erased, destroyed the word.

My body still felt weak, heavy. The sharp buzz of his phone broke through the silence. Unknown number. His jaw clenched and I could almost see his eyes flash with anger, but he swiped the screen anyway. I couldn’t hear anything on the other end but I could tell it wasn’t good, from the way Ciro’s body tensed. I wondered who it was. He removed the phone from his ear and made to hang up butt then he caught sight of me, curled up weakly in the armchair by the fire, wrapped in one of his shirts. My head tilted, eyes hazy with fatigue but drawn by the sound.