Gen V Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Oh, Evelyn, you must be mistaken. My girl Nora? Nora isn't involved in the family business. She can’t even read a balance sheet, let alone run a business deal.” Evelyn huffed, still looking suspicious but unwilling to argue further. “Well... maybe I got it wrong,” she muttered, though I could tell she still wasn’t fully convinced. We said goodbye to Evelyn and Daniel, who was watching me with interest. Gen tugged me toward the door, looping her arm through mine again as if we were schoolgirls heading to lunch. As we left, she leaned closer, whispering in my ear, “What a buzzkill, right?” I managed a small laugh, grateful to have her by my side.

Name: Leqaria Vanxie Age: 18 Birth Date: 3410, 25th February (Leqaria chose her birth date the same day she awoke in Glaios Base) Birth Place: Glaios Base Address: 5th Street 10011-AC Yong Lewnest Glaios Base Appraisal Body Data: Physical Fitness: [A] Rank Divine Power: Tier-2 Innate Power: [A] Rank Potential: [A] Rank Bran almost shouts in surprise before he swallows his voice. His eyes went to other teachers around him. He was glad no one noticed his abnormality.

After all, ten million was useless if he fell ill! Author has something to say: Davi: I'm a hardworking OMEGA! Liam: My baby works hard all night~~ chuuu

Me, Gen, the Kharkov girls, Franz, and Zeke grew to a regular gang of teenage friends. As we matured, Franz and Zeke made it their mission to lose their virginities immediately. Their dark eyes, long brown hair and Beta physiques ensured that happened within a weekend of turning seventeen. They argued it didn’t count unless you had a wolf, in case the girl you screwed was your mate and you didn’t know it. They are complete asses, but I love them like brothers. Thankfully they never tried it on with Gen, I think they feared my father too much to even dare to break her heart.

"Unfortunately, because he does not have a human soul, he will be stuck there ,waiting, for eternity. Please do not let your guard down. Having mixed blood, you will need to stay on your toes. Just because you are resistant to oleander does not mean you are safe from every poison. Your body definitely reacted to this. it could be worse, next time." Genève stared at her hands, she noticed little red dots were starting to form, all over them. Compared with the alternative, she was having mild affect. She wondered what it would be like to have a mother who loved her. spending time together, having conversations, showing affection. she imagined it would be wonderful. She would have settled for o

Vera covered her ears to keep the screams from bursting her eardrum, but then her sword slipped away from her hands and clattered on the woods. The cry ceased, and when Vera looked back into the room, Gen was gone. “Who are you?” Vera picked up her sword and turned to the owner of the voice. “Your worst nightmare,” Vera said. “You are the one who killed my father!” Gen screamed, her eyes changed from black to red as her fangs extended down. “Your father killed my partner,” Vera said. “You are a liar,” Gen screamed and launched an attack. Vera easily dodged to the side and slammed the girls head with the hilt of her sword.

I screamed into the comm. We plowed through a server rack, sending sparks flying. Ava yanked Liam back, yelling for Dominic to run. But Dominic remained frozen. Genesis did not battle for power. He was fighting to replace me. "I am not a glitch," he hissed. "I am the final version." I slammed my elbow into his ribs—it felt like metal. Not armor. Structure. He hit back once. My vision blurred. AVA

Elena Blackwood in fancy letters. "Yikes," Jess said, poking one with her toe. "Who's Liam Blackwood? Your imaginary vampire boyfriend?" "Worse." Elena flicked a lighter. "He's the reason I need therapy." The flames ate the pages hungrily. Smoke curled up, carrying the smell of burned sugar (she had once sprinkled the diaries with vanilla perfume). Jess coughed, fanning the air. "Arsonist much?!" "Rebirth," Elena corrected, watching her naivety turn to ash.

I could imagine how Ella the Devilla breathed out her venomous gossip to Quinn at lunch and brainwashed her to stay away from me. "That you're a stuck-up cheerleader with a pompom head who almost slept with half of the school community. You are also searching for a Barbie doll every year to cheat on her while she's waiting every night to satisfy you on the bed?" she muttered in one swift, her eyes were glued into mine accusingly.