Angeal Genesis Novels & Stories

I never knew when I would be removed from this place. “Do you know anything about ancient Greece or their Gods?” Endymion posed the question as if he expected me to know. Maybe the other Lunar Guardians had known, but I wasn’t really interested in religion growing up, so that was a big fat no from me. My blank expression gave him the answer he needed. “Oh child, so much to learn and very little time. Chaos was the first being, known as the universe. He created Gaia, and in turn, Gaia created Uranus. The two of them gave birth to the Titans while Uranus had a child born of the sea, or some say just from his own genitals, named Aphrodite.” He took a bit to pause as he saw I was mentally trying

Caleb gathered his astonishing mate into his arms and kissed her until she was breathless, breaking off to laugh with joy before kissing her soundly again. "What is still to come, Annie?" he finally asked when he let her up for air. "The reintegration of the Genesis Society, my love," she whispered, her eyes glowing with excitement. "We cannot change evolution as a whole, but we can set it back on the path it should have taken if we had not been betrayed and had to hide our true natures. The evolution of the Genesis Society was the rise of the Vârcolac. Anakatrine set us back on that path three thousand years ago. Now it's time to win the war against our enemy and to be what we always should

“Unregulated conception.” The air pressure dropped. Isabella gasped for breath. Alexander fell to one knee. Elias forced himself upright. “You don’t control this anymore.” The being tilted its head slightly. “I initiated this.” The words hit like a blade. Ariella shook her head. “That’s impossible.” “Correction,” the being replied calmly. “All Anchor bloodlines originate from my template.” Elias stared. “You’re the first.” The being’s gaze returned to him. “I am the Progenitor.”

Lines of data filled the screen—hormone surges, neural expansions, and something else. “She’s adapting,” Adrian whispered. “Faster than any of their previous subjects. Her system isn’t rejecting the DNA integration—it’s merging with it.” Lena’s eyes widened. “Merging? With what?” Adrian didn’t look at her. “They called it Genesis Strain. A molecular architecture capable of rewriting human biology.” “Rewriting?” she repeated in disbelief. He turned to her slowly. “Lena… you might be the first person in history capable of evolving beyond human limits.”

It was as if he saw a reflection of himself in the older man, a mirror image of what he would become with time. Marcus, sensing the young man's gaze, turned to face him. His eyes, too, locked onto the approaching figure, and a hint of pride flickered in their depths. He saw in the young man a reflection of his own youth, a carbon copy of himself in his prime. The resemblance was uncanny, a testament to the strong Blackwood genes. Lucas, the young man, was indeed Marcus's son, a fact that even a blind man could not dispute. The same chiseled features, the same piercing eyes, the same aura of confidence and power.