Clones Book Novels & Stories

Though blind, Zephyr’s senses were sharper than anyone else’s. His unfocused eyes seemed to fix on my sleeping face as he spoke calmly, "Put your claws away. The scent on her… is wrong. "The soul inside this body is not the same as the one who got us killed in the last life."

Clara's POV Dr. Yuen sent me the full manuscript six months later. It was two hundred and forty pages and it was the most clear-eyed document I had ever read about the thing she was describing. She called it, provisionally, The Architecture of a Family. She said the title might change. I told her not to change the title. She had sent it to Adrian first. He had read it and said: "She writes about foundations the way I do. Everything visible rests on something invisible and the invisible is what the book is about."

replied the little dragon, reassuring Xie Hien that there would definitely be no problems because he was also connected to Long Chen, so he could somewhat know where Long Chen was. "Great! Then let's go! We can't fail," said Xie Hien seriously. "Two rascals are leaving!" they said with confident smiles.... "Hm? Why do I feel strange? My clones seem to be receiving other thoughts. And it's the same man that the last clone approached earlier. What's going on?" The beautiful woman in the red dress was confused by what was happening to her. She had divided many clones according to all the traits in the world, and now the second-to-last clone had reunited with her after a long time. But the last

On the first page of the book was written in big letters: "Traces of what once was... Clan Echelon: Past, Duty and Destruction" Alex didn't actually know Clan Echelon, but for some reason his heart was beating fast. He felt a connection between himself and the clan, though he didn't know what it was. Damian, seeing that he was silent, asked Alex to read the book, because wasn't it Alex who wanted to know about the events of the past?

“Better than that club, at least.” “Exactly.” April disappeared into the back room, returning with a stack of books. She plopped them in front of me. “Here. Keep your hands busy, maybe your brain will stop overloading.” I rolled my eyes but pulled the stack closer. “My brain has stopped overloading, work master.” “Motivator,” she corrected with a grin.

But, it cannot be denied that they are talented. “Mmmhh, what’s that?” Clandes jerked a little bit when someone whispered right in her ear. She looked at the man with a furious face but the man only chuckled. “Just kidding,” Mauvais said and sat beside her. “So, what’s that?” “A book, obviously.” Mauvais frowned at her. “What’s wrong with you. You’re so grumpy.” “Nothing.” Clandes kept the book and napped. She was not in the mood to talk. She felt weird lately since she read the novel of Lilia Desaix. There’s something from the novel that changed the way she talks, moves, and thinks.

He waited until Clara could come out of her thoughts. Clara soon realized that the car was no longer in motion such that she raised her head to check her surroundings and a relaxed sigh left her lips at sight of her apartment. Even though it was already late at night, Clara was still glad to be home. "Thank you for the ride" she said to Jeremy and pushed the car door open to step out when Jeremy's voice reached her ears "wait" he said. Clara paused, looking back at the man, he held out an old rusty large looking book, she stared at the book and then at the man who nodded at her "take it, it contains the knowledge of our kind and other kinds that exist."

As she’s about to leave the room, someone called. “Hey, I’m leaving the hotel. My car service is waiting,” she talked to the person on the other line. “I can’t wait to see you here. We’ve so much to see and talk about,” Noah said. Cela gave her room one final look. This is the place where she leaves her old self. “We wanted to go to a specific place and it didn’t matter if the road was rough and the journey was long. In the end, we found different places for ourselves but these places were the destinations where we were truly meant to go,” she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

When we weren't training, she made us spend all our time in the library. “Is it wrong to read those books?” I asked. “No. It's never wrong to read, sister.” She cupped my cheeks softly. “But the power in reading is knowing which information you can weaponize and which one to ignore. The lies in books are just as much as the truth.” I nodded, already committing her words to memory. She sighed and drew closer to me. “Remember this, Eloise. No one out there is your friend. They're all enemies waiting to strike you the minute you let your guard down. Use every weapon at your disposal to destroy your enemies before they destroy you. Always make the first move.”

“They’re what she wanted me to be.” The first clone opened its eyes. Noa flinched. Because those eyes didn’t just look like his. They felt like his. The clone stepped forward, water dripping down his naked skin, muscles leaner, faster, like someone had edited him into perfection. And then it spoke. Voice soft. Calm. Gentle. But ice-cold. “You’re obsolete.” Rook didn’t smile. He didn’t need to. He just stood there as the clones emerged from their tanks, one by one, silent as death, surrounding them in a perfect circle.