Ezra Bridger Midichlorian Count Novels & Stories

Christian blurted out " the cure... How do we bypass the bridge unit error?" Julian shouted, "We calibrate it! We enter Deborahs signature as the secondary paternal bridge anchor! Deborah carries Dr. Vances lineage! If Deborah places her hand on the bridge scanner while the injection fires the system will recognize the genetic profile and release the enzyme!" Deborah ran across the floor dropping onto her knees beside my chair. She set her small trembling right palm flat against the glowing glass scanner on the side of the dual-port bridge unit. The bright red warning light on the monitor flashed from red to green.

I exclaimed but couldn't resist the urge to kiss him back. After taking the pictures, Rain made an unexpected request. "I want to see Ezra." His request made Ezra's presence echo in my mind. "Yes, I want him to see me too!" he exclaimed. "Glad to see you talking again after staying silent throughout the journey," I remarked. "Whatever," Ezra replied, "I just want to see my mate." I looked at Rain, who stared at me with curiosity, waiting for me to shift, so I did. The transformation was swift, and Ezra emerged. He stood tall as a majestic seven-foot-tall brown lycan with glowing amber-golden eyes.

"Lira left flank!" Lira didn’t hesitate. She dove, rolled, fired. The first creature dropped with a screech, but two more replaced it instantly. “I counted seven pods,” she hissed through gritted teeth. “We’ve got a swarm incoming.” Dr. Vale backed toward the wall, his face pale. “You don’t understand, Mira didn’t just alter their physiology. She erased everything that made them human.” “No,” Mira corrected, voice honeyed. “I freed them.”

My life is not broken right now and I would be happy and complete, but I guess I need to go through this for me to meet her. “One more eat and you will never be hungry for the rest of your life… you can eat but you will never be hungry even you don’t eat,” A voice said and I looked around and I saw a super bright bluish and reddish light that can blind a normal eye in a form of a human with a wings trice bigger than the human size went down from above, and it turns to Michael once it touched the floor. “Where have you been?” I asked with excitement because she is back. Her looks and outfit didn’t change.

“Ezra.” I frowned as I tried to remember his name. He was a rare member of the pride who had bonded to a female while in the facility. She had been killed during our rescue which destroyed him. Instead of killing him, Devrim allowed him to live since the man kept mostly to himself, and rarely caused any trouble. As far as I was aware, the man hadn’t even chosen a name for himself when we were given the opportunity. “We have a traitor,” he growled. “A human-lover.”

“What does that mean?” Ezra swallowed. “I was part of a covert military project, coded into me. Enhanced reflexes, memory manipulation, biochemical resistance. My father called it The Billionaire’s Bloodline.” Alma blinked, trying to absorb the revelation. “You never told me” “I buried it. Deep.” The screen then flashed another image: Alma’s DNA. Side-by-side with Ezra’s. MATCHING SEQUENCE DETECTED. 87.6% COMPATIBLE. Alma gasped.

Just a stone hearth and the smell of roasting yams. To reach the final 150,000-word density, we must now explore the Quietude of the Alpha. Jade wasn't alone. Aris sat on the porch, her mechanical leg replaced by a biological "graft" grown by the 13th Generation. She was reading a physical book, the pages yellowed and fragile. The "Bridge" still existed—it always would—but it had become a background hum, like the sound of a distant hive. It was no longer an intrusion; it was an environment.

"That's amazing. Thank you, um, Cody." "You're welcome. Your rising heart rate and slight increase in breathing show that you are excited," Cody replies, and my eyebrows shoot up in surprise. Ezra grins and turns to Cody, "Cody, how many people are currently present at the party?" Cody takes a few seconds before responding, "One hundred and sixty people. Ten are children." My jaw drops in genuine shock. I thought Dad bought him a simple robot to play with. Ezra beams with pride. "I made some adjustments. I created simple instructions for him using programming. He knows the information because I told him, but with some adjustments, he'll be able to gather information and access data from the

I called, desperation lacing my voice. But when his gaze met mine, there was no recognition. Only raw, unbridled fury. Ezra grinned. “You see, Bridgette, this serum does wonders for enhancing strength and aggression. Unfortunately, it also erases all inhibitions. Right now, your beloved doesn’t see you. He sees a threat.” Thiago rose to his feet, his movements animalistic. My heart shattered as he turned toward me, a growl rumbling deep in his chest.

I was still trembling when Ezra lifted me into his arms. “Such a good girl, thank you for agreeing to try something new,” he crooned, peppering my face with kisses. “Was I too rough with you? You were so good, Little One,” he continued. “When you said we were gonna start counting, I thought I was going to have to use my safe word. But I also wanted the full experience, is that crazy?” I panted. “You were curious about what your limits were for painful pleasure. You have a higher tolerance than humans do, which will make things interesting with Mateo,” he commented.