Zzz Hollow Zero Novels & Stories

“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.

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.

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

Zara was reading a story aloud, her soothing voice weaving magic into the air, while Milak playfully tussled Aqua's hair, making her giggle. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. The wind outside picked up, howling with an eerie intensity. The temperature dropped, and a heavy sense of foreboding settled over the house. Milak's playful demeanor vanished as he stood up, his eyes narrowing in concern. Zara paused mid-sentence, her gaze snapping to the window. "A storm is coming," Milak said, his voice tight with worry. He moved to the window, pulling back the curtain to peer outside. Zara set the book down, her expression mirroring her husband's unease. "It's not just a storm," she whispered, her v

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"She shouldn't have had to." "No," Nora said. "She shouldn't have." The call ended. She looked at the coordinates on her screen. Caspian was beside her. She showed him the screen. He looked at the location reference. His expression changed. "That's not a Harlow property," he said. She looked at the screen again. "What do you mean," she said. "The location coordinates," he said. "I know that location. It's registered to a private holding company." He held the screen. "The same holding company as the shell Callum Veth's consulting f*e was paid through."

I screamed. I thrust the purified energy back into him. Zayden’s eyes didn't just glow; they erupted. A halo of white-hot fire surrounded him, his fur turning a brilliant, metallic charcoal. He grabbed the moonlight blade with his bare hand and shattered it like glass. With a final, earth-shaking howl, Zayden lunged. He didn't just strike the Hollow; he obliterated it. A pulse of pure Alpha light disintegrated the shadow-puppet, leaving nothing but a pile of grey ash and the lingering scent of ozone.

Few weeks later. It was dark at night. Grace, in her zombie form, climbed up on the glass surface of a penthouse straight to the top pest floor. She hanged on with both hands and swung her body back, brought it back on the glass. The glass shattered and she made her way in. She got out of the room she entered into the hallway sneaking through. Bright lights glowing enough to blind came on suddenly. Alarm blared all over the penthouse. She turned round and round in amazement. Some gunned rushed to the hallway down from where she was.

******************* Mr Albert Dickson and Zhang Wei was driving on the highway, Zhang Wei fell asleep. Mr Albert Dickson played Nina Simone song titled: I Wish I Knew How it Would Feel to Be Free. He drive straight to airport so many dead bodies on the floor, Zombies devouring people's flesh. When he got to the airport he stopped the music and also stopped the car. Pick his gun and wake Zhang Wei up. "What are we doing here"? "You listen to me carefully okay? once we get down look at the that private jet we will get in and take off"