Genesis Cards Novels & Stories

Giving voice to such a travesty is almost more than I can handle. "No, but we had that thought too. This is a man-made genetic monster." "Man-made?" I ask in disbelief as I keep my eyes on the thing in front of me. "We don't believe it happened on purpose. The largest chemical concentration we can find in the bodies is formaldehyde." "That makes no sense." I take the smallest step forward and look into the creepy eyes. "Genetically modified formaldehyde," King says from behind me. I know what GMOs are, I just have no idea why he's telling me this. "Your point?" I ask.

A pause. "Eventually she found Genesis." The room fell silent. Again. Every road seemed to lead back to Genesis. Every secret. Every lie. Every death. Salvatore continued. "At first she believed Genesis was a private medical project." His expression darkened. "Then she discovered who funded it." "The Circle." Orion answered quietly. Salvatore nodded. "Yes." Aruna's heartbeat accelerated. "The Circle funded Genesis through shell companies, offshore accounts, and criminal organizations." Another pause.

“You’ve already lost me. I don’t understand you anymore. " “Sebastian Gallagher runs a genetics company called GenetiX, which has a hidden part besides drugs and treatments that could treat or prevent serious diseases. He wants to perfect a serum whose ingredients could speed up the healing process of serious wounds caused in ... werewolves!” I whispered as I approached, not to speak too loudly. However, my confession aroused the laughter of my friend.

Genesis’s sweet voice floated through the door. I looked up. She stood in the doorway, nearly three now, with messy hair, a giant grin, and a piece of paper clutched in her hand. Behind her, Cameron leaned casually against the wall, arms crossed, amusement dancing in his eyes. "She’s got that determined look. You’re in for it," he said, smirking. Genesis rushed forward and shoved the paper at me, her tiny hands clutching it like it was a treasure. The drawing was chaotic but earnest. It was a colorful doodle of a dress with hearts for buttons and a giant bow at the back.

The lights went out, and the youngest among the men kickstarted the pitch deck with a question. "Three months ago, our company launched its very first product, 'The Genz 358 laptop that had both the Wifi 6 and Bluetooth 5. 0. and as well as a standard capacity range, a fingerprint reader, and a physical privacy shutter, thereby meeting the needs of our customers today, the Genz 358 is doing very well in the market. We've made over fifty thousand sales, generating over fifty million dollars in just three months at fifty-six dollars per device. Now that is one big victory...

a voice called out from the silver mist below. CEO Vane was hanging from a dangling cable of the shattered interceptor, his white-gold suit flickering as the battery packs died. He didn't look at me with anger; his eyes were wide with a manic, corporate worship as he looked up at the golden hand in the sky. "She’s back," my father whispered, a line of silver blood running from his nose. "Genesis” is realized. The stockholders... they’ll see the return on investment now. You’re just a depreciated asset, Zora. Let him go. Let the system clean the floor."

"Professor Manji's colleagues survived. They are anchored offshore. They have engineered a synthetic Active. Project Genesis. It has no Caloric Debt. It does not overheat. It does not tire." Baraka stared at the drive in his hand, the horrific realization Eliana had warned him about officially confirmed. "They built a terminator." "They built a reset button," Malik corrected softly. "They are terrified of Tanzania. They are terrified of us. Genesis is designed to sweep this country from border to border and exterminate every living thing that carries the Star-Code. And when it finishes with us, it will turn on the humans who harbor us. Your precious civilian refugees in the Warren will burn

He could forsake friendship and anyone who was against his love for his mom. Just then, Genesis arrived. She was also dressed in the campaign shirt. She wore a blue jeans and a Polo with Adrian Delmark's photo on it. She brought along other materials and stepped out of the car. She wore a black sneakers and made her into a ponytail. She looked beautiful with her red lipstick and make up. Richard saw her first and his heart almost stopped beating. His guilt came over afresh. What if Genesis kept listening to those disgusting recordings that Tessa sent her?

"I mean, I'm sure Gran will help me figure it out." "Your grandmother is quite powerful and knowledgeable, Genesis, but I doubt she'd be able to help in this case." With my confused stare, he continued, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "Genesis, you were partially shifted the last time I saw you. I'm pretty sure your suddenly crazy power is because of the Oculus, a werewolf relic."

“A missing piece.” Evelyn shook her head. “That’s impossible.” He finally turned toward her, eyes dark with knowledge she didn’t want to hear. “Evelyn, Genesis wasn’t born from a machine. It was born from human data, neural mapping, psychological imprints, stolen identity frameworks, black-market tech no one was supposed to use.” He exhaled sharply. “I didn’t realize how deep it went.” “What does that mean?” “It means Genesis and everything that followed may have fragments of human personalities in it.” He held her gaze. “Fragments it considers… relatives.”