Genesis Angeal Novels & Stories

GILDA’S POV When Angel was done playing, I lifted her into my arms, and the three of us, Japheth, Angel, and I, went back inside the house. Japheth rolled quietly beside us as we returned to her room. Japheth stopped at the doorway while Angel and I went in. He didn’t follow us inside; instead, he stayed there, watching us in silence. The room felt unusually quiet, and I could feel his eyes lingering on both of us as we settled in. After a moment, he finally broke the silence.

I don't think my body or my voice would aid me when I finally get to see him or Zoe. I won't just be seeing them from afar. I'd have to dine and wine with those hypocrites at the same table. Gracious Moon Goddess, I hope I haven't made the most incriminating mistake of my life by coming here for revenge. But that superior being? She's been quiet for like forever now. I'm beginning to doubt all she said about me being her child and how I've been made for a greater cause. How can one make for a greater cause be so timid, afraid, confused and fragile?

Gabriel said softly as he tried to pull Elena back towards him. “Gone?” Elena whispered confused as she shook her head “No, she’s here. She’s alright. She just needs to see me and she’ll be okay,” Elena countered as she tried to open the room door again. “Elena stop! She’s dead. Evangeline’s dead!” Gabriel yelled as he gently pulled Elena back. “No! No! Evangelyn!” Elena screamed in terror as she collapsed in tears on the floor. Gabriel crouched beside her and tried his best to console Elena as she sobbed uncontrollably.

Mr Green said and Mr Carter frowned. "Just hear it out," Mr Green said to Mr Carter and turned to Martin. "So what I am going to do is pretty simple. I will open three separate accounts in the bank system using ghost names but in each of the accounts, I will name the three of us here as beneficiaries to the account. I crush the bank system and move some funds into that account leaving no trace. Now we have up two seventy-two hours to execute everything if not we will be caught," Martin explained and Mr Carter's face drew lines.

Nora's POV: Everything has been great so far. Aiden and I are waiting to have sex. It's not that we don't want to cause trust me we definitely do but everyone we know that's been having sex wound up pregnant almost instantly. I told Aiden that I'm not sure if I want kids now or ever. He took it very well considering he's from a ridiculously large family. My mom was a teen mom and she suffered a lot. My sperm donor was gone before I was even a thought. It was just my mom and me for 10 years until she got pregnant with my sister Novalie. Her dad stuck around for a couple of years until my mom caught him trying to touch me in the wrong way. Nasty ass old man I swear. She threw him out and got a

"I remember the rain." "Then let's make it pour," I said, my own wings exploding from my shoulder blades in a cloud of "Obsidian-Violet" ash. "Insolent prototypes!" Vane roared, his white-gold suit flaring as he backed toward the obsidian sphere. "You think a handful of memories can stop the 'Genesis' engine? The code is already compiled! The world is already dead!" He slammed his hand against the sphere's surface, and the "Void-Gold" chains didn't break—they extended. They whipped through the vacuum like metallic serpents, targeting Dante’s wings and my throat with a speed that left trails of silver light in the dark.

"Where the hell are they going to go? The fleet is gone." The recording answered her. "We are initiating the Genesis Protocol. Neo-Angeles was never merely a city, Captain Reyes. It is an Ark. A closed-loop, orbital preservation sphere. We are decoupling from the planetary crust to ascend beyond the contaminated atmosphere." "Let them float away," Tank grumbled, having walked up behind us. "Good riddance to bad code." "Tank, listen," I hushed him, my hacker's intuition screaming that the math was wrong. "A city the size of Neo-Angeles can't break orbit on standard repulsors. The mass is too high. They need a localized singularity."

"The project was never supposed to exist." Lucien smiled. "And yet it succeeded." "No." Her voice hardened instantly. "It failed." Lucien tilted his head. "Then why is she standing here?" Silence. Aruna stepped forward. "What is Genesis?" Evelyn stared at her. For several long seconds. Then finally— "You." The answer hit harder than expected. Aruna frowned. "What does that mean?" Evelyn exhaled slowly. "Genesis wasn't designed to create soldiers." Lucien nodded.

He walks pass her but she followed him to Yerach’s car. Before she enters, Yerach said to her, “You have a lot of explaining to do.” Azrael let out a breath. Gabriel was God’s second born child, Azrael’s older brother. The leader of God’s Army who defeated his brother at the battle in Heaven. His name describes him all, the Hero of God. But even he leads a high ranking legion of Armies, he still looks like a homeless man with that shabby denim jacket on.

His eyes were locked on the dark, yawning chasm below the station tracks. Then, quietly, he spoke: “His name was Cain.” A heavy silence crashed through the platform, thicker than the dust choking the air. Ava’s stomach twisted painfully. “Was?” Gabriel swallowed once, his throat bobbing. “Cain was the original prototype before Eden even existed.” His dark eyes lifted, finding Ava’s in the crimson gloom. “Before you. Before Lazarus. Before everything.” Another violent tremor shook the station, far stronger than the last. Dust poured from the ceiling in sheets, and thick cracks webbed across the concrete walls. Something was moving directly beneath them—something massive enough to compromise t