Almost Human Book Novelas e Histórias

Bee laughs, but only because she’s developed a crush on him. “No, that there’s an Abnormal in your class year!” I roll my eyes. Abnormals have been hunted by the government and anyone else that can get their hands on them for years. I don’t think it’s right. They are being attacked by people because of their abnormalities, hence the name. They’re special because they have certain capabilities or powers that make them better than the average person, which is why the government wants to stick their fingers in that particular cookie jar. Eventually they’ll find a really strong one they’ll want to try and duplicate the powers of.

He grabbed a book of his own and read the back of it. "Is it weird that I want to read this book, just because of the trigger warnings?" Michael chuckled at that, shaking his head. "You don't read love," he pointed out. "That's a lie. I do," I argued. "Okay, maybe a little. But that's not the point. This looks...dark and mysterious," I said eyeing the book. The cover had three men, two of them with deep scolding looks. One had albinism while the other was red-haired. The one in the middle looked younger and less hostile. He had big green eyes and a boyish face, his brunette curls fluffy. Each of the scolding men had a grasp of each of his arms. To me, he looked like their Submissive or somet

Everyone quieted—Yuri rarely shared personal information, still private, still learning how vulnerability worked. "I'm writing a book. About my experience. Subject 0001 to Yuri. Weapon to person. Everything I learned about being human. Everything I wish someone had told me at the beginning. It'll be published next year." The room erupted—shock and celebration and pride. "That's incredible," Chaewon said. "Your story will help so many people. Show them transformation is possible. Show them weapons so they can choose to be people." "That's the hope. That enhances individuals who feel lost, who think humanity is impossible, who believe they're too damaged—they read it and realize they're not. R

Butt naked? I sink to my knees beside the crate and pick up the top book, a small white-covered paperback with a surreal picture of a sun with a human face on it. Jean-Jacques Rousseau’s Discourse on the Origin and Basis of Inequality Among Men. The pages are sepia and brittle as fall leaves. I’ve never heard of it.

Instead, it smiled and said, “Amazing. You managed to exert such a powerful force and break my defenses even in such a terrible state.” While speaking, the golden puppet warrior’s energy leaked into the surroundings, and its body slowly faded. Soon, it had vanished entirely, and a golden book appeared. The book fell from the sky and landed directly in front of James. “I did it!” James sighed in relief. He forcibly sat up, picked up the golden book, and excitedly examined it. The cover had a few primitive inscriptions belonging to the Dark World’s Human Race engraved on it. Being proficient in the Human Race’s primitive inscriptions, James immediately recognized the words.

"Nicho." "Yeah?" I look at Trixie, who is giving me a strange look. Why does she have the look Mom used to have when she was about to explain something? "You know, in case you forgot, that girl is human. So it's normal for something alive to be confusing because they have hearts." "Yes, but that—" "And before you judge her, did you ever think that you yourself might have confused her with your attitude?" "My attitude?" I frown when I hear Trixie's answer. Since when have I confused her?

The book totally has 60 pages, each has 12 to 15 lines. I read the book somewhat unwillingly until one line caught my attention which caused all the hair in my body to stand up immediately. "Once again I'm warning you, Heil is not what you are thinking. His brain is more active than the normal human and he can see your past once he looks into your eyes. Trust me, he is a human, not an animal. I hope my first 30 pages would have cleared your doubt." What!! Heil is not a human!!! It's a monster. I saw that with my own eyes. The book is totally shit!!

Culture is surprised when he sees him loose again and knew that was one very big mistake, Andrew attacks him and they starts rolling on the ground fighting, Jennifer attacks the other three and deals with them till her last breath and their combination could not be matched with anything else, they outshine culture and his pack. “You can kill me Andrew, you are our own, please let me leave” culture says to Andrew as he struggles to breath, blood oozing out of his mouth, his eyes swollen and chest filled with scratches from Andrews claws. “You shouldn’t have come all the way here culture, I was living a very peaceful life and that’s what you people hate about me, I can’t let you keep on doing

The audio clip started and the image began to move. “Hello survivors, my name is Daniel Shirker, President and founder of Project Humanity’s Last Resort. For those unaware, the world as you know it is over. We are entering a new world, a new age, a world of peace and freedom, but do know, you are not alone. Scattered across the United States are one hundred fifty-one bunkers containing an overall total of one million survivors. These bunkers are meant to serve as your new home. You will live here for three months. There will be enough food and water, as long as you ration properly and utilize the farm to grow food immediately. After those three months are over, the air will return to its pre

He was aggrieved, depressed, angry but he hadn’t cried… “Father, Do you think the Earthlings will help us to save Vivian?’ Sandilo asked in an attempt to distract him. His father's face snapped up and he said, “I believe so, son. They are not as bad as I thought.” “Hmmm… I guess there are both good and bad human beings just like there are good and bad werewolves.” Sandilo said thoughtfully. “True, I have never seen anyone as kind, as sensible, as caring as Alpha Vivian. Isn’t she a human too?” Sana piped in.