Catching Genesis Novels & Stories

There's no pain or intense heat waves, just desire and curiosity that burns within me. I stop right in front of Lazarus and bring my trembling hands to his chest to grip the small buttons between my fingers. I struggle to undo the first one, but once I do, I instantly reach for the next one. Lazarus grips my wrists and stops me. I look up, and our eyes instantly lock. He searches my eyes for a moment and sighs, shaking his head.

She pauses, and then adds in a thoughtful tone: “Actually, it’d probably be good to just mess with her that way. Toy with her feelings, you know?” “I don’t want that bitch near him,” Vivian snaps. “She’ll probably give him a disease.” “Ooh, that’s good for the next rumor,” Bernadette says, almost like she’s excited. “What should she have, like herpes?” “Genital herpes.” The snideness in Vivian’s tone makes me sick to my stomach. “Like, that’s a permanent one, right?” “Yes, Viv.” Her tone is exasperated. “It’s fucking gross. Here, look at this picture.”

“Before you were born, the Board funded a program called Genesis.” Victor’s expression darkened. “I’ve never heard of it.” “Because they erased every trace of it,” her mother replied. “It was the prototype. The one that came before Project Dawn.” Scarlett’s blood turned to ice. Genesis. The beginning. Her voice trembled. “What does that have to do with me?” Her mother looked straight into her eyes, unflinching. “Everything.” The lower lab doors whispered open behind them with a soft mechanical hiss.

Silas was already at the terminal, his face was a Mask of pure panic. “Jada! I have the origins! It's not coming out! It comes directly from the core of the planet – from the sector we are in the Aether City have sealed!” “That’s impossible,” I cried while I had my own interface to the console warf. “The core is stable!” “No more,” Silas whispered. “There’s a system down there. A backup that only is activated when the world is cured. A system called Genesis-Nut.”

Egon nodded and got to his feet. "Legend has it that the devil's weakness lies in a forbidden part of my kingdom. The gods, a long time ago, just in case the devil actually fulfills one of his rituals and overcomes the world–"Egon paused to swallow a ball of saliva then he continued, "Made something hidden underground in my kingdom that can be used to defeat him."

“We need a different strategy. A better plan. Something that doesn’t rely on me doing the impossible.” “Then we make the impossible possible.” My father spoke. His voice is stronger now. Recovering. “Your mother and I spent twenty-two years studying Collective operations. Learning their systems. Understanding their weaknesses. We know how Project Genesis works. How to stop it?” “How? Tell me. Give me something. Anything.” I stopped pacing. Faced them. “Because right now I’m drowning. I’m out of ideas. I’m scared we’re going to lose everything.” My mother stood. Walked to a tablet Elena had left. Pulled up files. Schematics. Data I didn’t understand. “Project Genesis isn’t just programming. I

Genesis frowned. "You should clarify things with His Highness since you don't believe me." Beta Waylen attempted to leave, but Genesis grabbed his wrist. "I hear you're looking for someone. A she-wolf. Is she your lover? Tell me who she is; I might know where to find her." Genesis made a proposal, expecting Beta Waylen to respond positively to her words, but he responded in the exact opposite way. He removed her hand from his wrist, and without another word to her, he started moving to the door.

I ask. "Won't give their name. But based on their abilities—" Morrison's voice goes flat, "—we think it might be Project One." The first subject Genesis ever enhanced. The template they used to create all the others. Including me. "Well," I say into the shocked silence. "At least our lives aren't boring?”

I ripped my interface cables from my rig, but my hands were shaking so badly from the heat I dropped them. "Focus, Mia," I gritted my teeth, falling to my knees and snatching the cables from the grate. I jammed the jacks into the terminal. The Origin-Code in my blood screamed as I connected directly to the beating heart of the Genesis Protocol. The Founder architecture was ancient, heavily encrypted, and fiercely aggressive. It immediately launched a localized counter-hack, trying to burn out my data-deck and fry my cerebral cortex. < WARNING: NEURAL FEEDBACK IMMINENT. SYSTEM PURGE INITIATED. >

“I might have freed you from my cage Eve but it's too tough for me to move on now as you have occupied my heart which only beats for you. I can’t move on now baby and neither I won’t let you move on. Go Eve, live your life but remember you were my mine, you are mine and you'll remain mine only. I will come hell or high water to win you back but this time you will come to me yourself willingly. ‘Cause this time I don’t need a Genie but my soulmate, my wifey, my Eve." End of season 1. Wait for the sequel. It will be published soon.