Zzz Hollow Zero Novels & Stories

“Boss, everything is ready.” Ivan nodded, and the group began to move away. Jennifer saw such a scene for the first time, black cars like powerful night leopards moving in rows, armed with top-notch guns and ammunition. So this is the power and power of the underworld? Jennifer looked around excitedly, she felt very proud to follow Ivan. “This car is nice.” Will smiled, he was in the driver's seat, beside Kate. The back seats are Ivan and Jennifer. “Not only is it beautiful, but it is also bulletproof.”

I want my rum! Hazard, who is meters away from me, stared at the top that I threw earlier. His eyes traveled from my bare abdomen to my tomato-looking face. He is completely stunned. His eyes instantly went to the ceiling's direction and tried to walk toward me without looking. My throat went dry and seems itchy for liquor. Hazard took something from his pocket and looked at it. A cuss left his mouth, "shit. This is for kids, that idiot...!" My eyes stared at his parted lips. It is looking so juicy and plump. I want to touch it...

in my marrow didn't just throb—it synchronized with the ancient vacuum tubes of the transmitter. "Connection stable, Elara," Julian shouted over the rising whine of the power oscillators. He was hunched over the secondary terminal, his fingers flying across the keys as he bypassed the Void’s satellite jammers. "The Zero Frequency is pre-loaded. But the moment you open the mic, the surge is going to use you as the literal antenna. It’s going to be like holding a lightning bolt." I grabbed the heavy, vintage silver microphone. My reflection in the console’s glass showed a girl who had started in a 200-level lecture hall and ended up in the heart of a revolution.

She followed the sound to an open bedroom door and stopped dead in her tracks. Mr. Lorenzo was sitting on the edge of his bed, completely naked. His muscular body was tense with pleasure. One strong hand was wrapped around his thick, hard cock, stroking it slowly. His eyes were glued to his phone. On the screen, Elena recognized one of the videos she had posted on I*******m last month—her in a tight top, dancing playfully at a friend’s party, her breasts bouncing with every move. He was jerking off to her.

“Everything is fine. Please don’t worry.” “We will leave in a day for Phantoria.” Zahir said. Zahir had black eyes and hairs too, but he had white highlights at the tips of his relatively short hair. He had a right eyebrow piercing. He had a light moustache and coolly shaped beards. He was well built, tall, and very intuitive. He wore similar normal clothes like Amor's but he kept his shirt’s buttons loose, revealing half of his bare chest. Even the sleeves of his cream shirt were folded up, creased on his biceps.

“Piano. Something slow. I think you played it once.” “I did. Before Eidolon, I taught for a while.” “That makes sense,” he said softly. “There’s something about your hands. Like they know both creation… and destruction.” That brought a tight laugh to my throat. “You don’t forget some things.” He didn’t answer, but when our fingers brushed as I handed him the canteen, he didn’t pull away. Small miracles. The Hollow was a concrete scar in the mountains. Once, it had relayed global signals through an array of underground servers. Now, it was dead—except for the chamber Paladin had marked in red ink. There, behind layers of steel and rock, lay a terminal unlike any I’d seen before.

Beside him, Julian stood tall, his fists clenched tight. Zero-Two raised his pistol, aiming it directly at Noah’s chest, a cold smile spreading across his face. "Did you really think a hollow metal box could save you?" Before Zero-Two could pull the trigger, a strange, high-pitched electronic hum suddenly echoed from inside the open exhaust hatch behind them. Zero-Two froze, turning his head sharply toward the round vent. A tiny, round silver metallic sphere—no larger than a billiard ball—rolled slowly out of the vent pipe, dropping onto the concrete floor with a quiet CLINK... CLINK... CLINK.

Leonard reacted immediately, unleashing a powerful water stream in the direction she indicated. Boom! The high-pressure blast smashed through a supporting pillar, sending rubble crashing down. The Gifted zombie was buried under the falling debris. "Center, keep going!" Hayley ordered coldly. Leonard aimed his water stream again, driving it through the rubble and striking the zombie's head. In Hayley's psychic field, the sandy-colored zombie disappeared, leaving behind a tiny, glowing earth-colored crystal. A level-3 crystal core. "It's gone," Hayley said, opening her eyes.

All the lights are still on in the Clubhouse and I can hear Texas and Knight talking somewhere outside. “I could tell you but, I'll kill the surprise,” Zero answers me as we both remove our helmet. His hair falls in his face before he pushes it back with his hands. The sides of his hair is cropped close to his skin and the middle is so long that he could tie it up. “I am helping with the set up, how am I going to be surprised.” “Smartass.” He puts his helmet under his arm and takes my helmet from my hand before his free arm goes around my shoulders and fingers on my left breast.

~BEEB BEEB BEEB ~ ~ZZZZZZZZZZZZ~ The very moment the cube touched the ground, blue electricity flashed in a radius of 4mts followed by a zappy noise, all the pishach in the vicinity of 4mt dissolved like a large scoop in an ice-cream brick, a big hole cropped up in the middle of the swarm.