Gene A Separate Peace Novels & Stories

I felt a cold, oily sensation wash over my skin, the memory of those white pills I had taken every morning, trusting the people Malakai told me were 'safe. ​"They were gene-drivers," Malakai continued, his grip on my arms tightening as if he were trying to hold me upright. "They used your pregnancy as a laboratory. Kai isn't just a boy, Leona. He’s the first successful host for a synthetic biological interface. A 'living key.' His blood contains the dormant markers required to bypass the global security encryptions for every major nuclear and financial hub on the planet. He doesn't need to lead their army. He is the launch code."

“You know, if you accept my mom’s offer, you might easily get into Dawn Peak Academy.” Unlike me who fails in everything, Gene is a whiz kid. Even if he misses classes thanks to our bullies, he has no problem understanding any subject as long as he reads it. It can be mathematical problems, memorizing historical facts, and heck, Spanish doesn’t seem to be a problem for him. Oh let’s not forget that he solves Calculus as a hobby. Gene raises a brow. “It looks like you’re taking this news well.” “Not really.” I frown. “I can’t say no, Gene. My mom looks...she looks happy, you know?”

Listen to part for humans then the part for specials. My parents didn’t know that I was special. I didn’t tell them because I knew my dad would report it and we would be separated. His duty to his country was more important than his duty to his daughter. According to my dad’s breakdown chart of abilities my ability is in the upper levels. I could absorb energy and create either force fields, shoot the energy out of me from my hands, or absorb it in myself to speed up my healing process. They manifested in P.E, my senior year of high school, playing dodgeball. A ball hit me and it didn’t hurt. Instead I felt it revitalized me. I had absorbed its energy and healed the scrap from my razor with

That strange twang in his voice unnerved her. "Sure, a guinea pig," she said, pushing some shrubbery aside. "Do you even know what a guinea pig is?" he asked. Alex stared down at her feet. She didn't like how he made her feel. She knew lots of stuff, just not surface stuff. She knew he was experimented on, what they call a GMI, Genetically Modified Individual. Being a first generation Mod was the lowest class of hybrid, no, more like pre-hybrid. It must be a sensitive topic for him.

their DNA back together with light. ​A strange thing was happening: the "Failed Sequences" began to treat the twins like celestial anchors. The gold light seemed to stabilize their flickering genes, acting as a tether that kept their humanity from being swallowed by the beast. By the time we reached the edge of the continent—a massive cliffside where the Great Ocean churned thousands of feet below—the five thousand had become a pack.

“I can help.” She stared at him. “I designed the code. I can rewrite it.” Grace hesitated, then nodded. They typed in sync. Adrian and Cassian held the room, gunfire echoing as Jade’s guards flooded in. “Fifteen seconds!” Henry hit the final key. “Done.” The signal reversed. Aftermath All over the world, genome carriers who would have died lived. In Brazil, a child with accelerated healing woke up from a coma. In Nairobi, a woman who hadn’t felt emotions in years cried.

“He finally told dad one of the reasons why he wanted to go to school. Because he wants to know what a father, a papa is from the dinosaur books he is reading. Why it is always together with the word’s mama or mother.” Althea closed her eyes. “Why does he have to be that smart for such a young age?” She commented. “Simple.” Michael responded. “It’s in his genes.” Dominic understood the answer and that’s the reason why they are in this war over blood. Because of what Althea had carried and had given. “You’re sure this won’t draw attention?” “It already would have.” Michael stated. “If I’d asked permission.” The line clicked softly as Michael disconnected.

Why send it to me and not Charlotte's parents or even the Police? "Genie, are you ok?". Maise looks at me concerned with her big brown eyes. She's as blonde as I am dark. People would describe us as polar opposites but we work well together and have even formed a friendship outside of work. "I'm ok Maisie. Sorry, I'm preoccupied today. I received some unusual news this morning and I'm trying to decide what to do about it".

But inside, his body's internal readings fluctuated wildly. Inside his mind, the sphere of his genetic sequence was on the verge of collapse. The genetic sequence contained within the GeneX Pill was simply too powerful and relentless. "It's over." Gideon could only watch helplessly. The intruder seemed to have launched its final assault. All of its mysterious genetic sequences converged, forming a single, devastating spear. It pierced viciously into the sphere. A wave of searing pain erupted in Gideon's brain. His entire body convulsed, and his consciousness blurred.

I finally say as I finish putting on my shoes and stand to take my mate’s hand. “Agreed. I think we’ll have to watch closely with this first generation that is coming of age, perhaps compare it to which gene is dominant and how dominant that gene is,” she says, taking my hand as we walk out of our room. “And let’s not forget the ones where I’ve added additional dragon DNA,” I say, wondering if I’ve fixed the problem on the front end, but have created more problems later on for my hybrid students. “We do what we can, and we make an impact where we can, right?” she asks me, pulling me to a stop.