Zero X Iris Novels & Stories

His gaze fixed at the ceiling as he conversed with this voice in his head. 'why did you say it was complicated? That you couldn't tell me who you really were?' Zach asked and she took a long pause. 'where are you from' You could tell Zach was alot relaxed as his hands rested on his belly, awaiting her reply. 'You sure ask a lot of questions' Was all she said back. 'turn around. You'll see me-' Irene whispered to Zach, the words that startled him. After all, he didn't know what he believed anymore.

Her brow was covered in perspiration, and her cheeks were a mottled color from the exertion of her torment and orgasm. Looking at Iris, I could see she was perspiring, and her cheeks were also flushed with excitement and exertion. Her nipples were hard as rock under her t-shirt as she stared fixedly at Mrs. Mark.'s naked body at her feet. Snapping Iris out of her trance, Elias informed her that, "I think I like the crop the best. It's precise but also was easy to cover a large area very quickly. I think we'll take that one."

Her face was turning red. “What do you want?” Iris screamed. “Power. Either through you or Princess Cassiopeia.” “No.” “The choice is yours. You or her.” “No.” The vines on Cassiopeia’s neck tightened, and a loud, agonizing whimper ripped through the air. This rattled Iris as her hand extended, reaching out for her mother. “Mama!” And it made Iris vulnerable. Eox’s hand extended toward Iris as thorny vines slipped out of it and shot to where we were standing. Some of it went directly to me, knocking me out of the way but throughout the time my body was flying, I didn’t take my eyes off them.

I asked. Eyeing me, Iris's eyes grew dark with sadness, and she lowered her head before whispering, "Just because… Just because…It's a habit I developed after uncle Hatzis's past." "How old are you?" I whispered, realizing the look she had. Raising her gaze, she gave a weak smile, and mumbled, "Eighteen years, three months, and five days old." So young, and yet, so much pressure upon her. It reminds me of my young self. The only difference is that I was raised for such a task, and she looks like she is crumbling slowly from the weight on her shoulder.

assistant"> Iris was filled with unwillingness, screaming wildly in her heart: Ben, you actually fell for Clar! Then what was everything I’ve done during this time worth? I’m supposed to be the female lead of this world—does she have a system too? She urgently called out to the system in her mind, “Come out! Why has Clar suddenly become so capable? How can she know how to do so many things? This completely goes against the settings you told me before!” The system’s voice carried a trace of confusion. “I don’t know the reason either. I only know that recently, Ben’s affection toward you has dropped to negative fifty.” “Negative fifty? No! I can’t be erased—what should I do?” Iris’s voice trem

It left me with feelings for the woman I am going to end all ties with every soon. "God damnit!" I spat out, before shifting my gaze to the side. Her eyes twitched before it opened. I see her green eyes, I feel strange...again. .... IRIS'S P.O.V I opened my eyes, trying to adjust to the light. I really didn't think I would ever see this bright light ever again. I thought I would actually be dead by now, but am not. My eyes shifted to the side, and I see him staring right at me with his piercing blue ones. My memory comes back to me and I remember everything: The setup, the fire and...him, Xavier.

I declare, practically throwing it into the shopping bag before she can object. “You’re so bossy,” she mutters, pulling her hoodie back on. “And yet, here we are.” We leave the store, bags in hand, and find a quiet corner near a juice bar to sit and breathe for a second. I’m mid-sip of my drink when I spot him. “Wait… is that-” I lean forward, squinting. “That’s Zeus.” Iris turns instantly, eyes scanning the crowd. Her entire posture stiffens when she sees him, leaning casually against the escalator railing, scrolling through his phone like he doesn’t rule half the wolf population.

I asked as she stood in front of me. “It's Oxythrine-x, a gas free of oxygen but totally breathable to any creature,” she rambled. I knew she wanted to bore me with all her science stuff. I've known Iris since she was a girl and her obsession with the supernatural world and how it can be blended into science is what drives me to her. Her family had purchased St. Calliope's college alongside the De Compte's castle. My fondness for Iris had come in handy over the years. Especially when she used my blood to cure her Hemophagic Lymphohistiocytosis, known as HLH.

She was never going to be that helpless again. Iris pulled on a pair of jeans that Zoe had gotten just about right, and a sweater in a deep red color that she really loved. Her choice of shoes was limited right now, since Zoe had brought her a cheap pair of canvas shoes that were two sizes too big, but after the fiasco of the men’s boots, Iris wasn’t fussy about her footwear.

With dark blonde hair, wearing a blue hoodie, shorts and sneakers. Another guy, standing suddenly appeared beside Zeek and he had low cropped hair, piercings on his lower lip and a few on his ear, with rings decorating his fingers. He has on a tight white shirt stretching above his lean figure with black ripped jeans and thick black boots. He was a few inches taller than Zeek and almost taller than Luca. "I guess this is our famous Iris." Zeek says with a smile. I smile back before stretching out my hand for a handshake. "He talks about me?" I ask, giving a huge grin to Zeek and Luca who has a scowl on his face.