Genesis Novels & Stories

"Myra Moretti. Please come here. The surgeon wants to talk to you." A nurse called her name and guided her to the nearby room. "Good afternoon Dr. Blake." A 21-year-old girl with a height of 5 feet 11 inches stood in front of a surgeon while greeting. She was wearing black jeans and a white t-shirt. Her long waist-length golden brown hair was tied in a ponytail. The most beautiful feature in her appearance is her ocean blue big eyes. She is indeed a beautiful creation of God. She got her eyes from her mother. Her mother Minerva has the same ocean blue eyes as her.

Frowning deeply I clenched my jaw tight, was he making fun of me right now, what was so funny about what I had said? “If not kill me then what!?” I said instantly annoyed with him. Looking up at me he sighed as another sheepishly looking smile spread across his face, “You’re virginity is the fascination Laya, I think if I mate you it might remove the fascination,” “Mate me... what does that mean?” Nodding he smirked as he looked at me expectantly. “Laya you're a hybrid, do you not understand how things work?” Swallowing hard I looked down. "Besides being a freak, a virus, something that shouldn’t exist. What else is there to undertand?”

After the announcement everyone rushed out towards the notice boards and all the students were going wild. Within a minute or two a guy stood on one of the tables in the cafeteria. "So guys finally the wait is over. We are having sports, outsiders and outer teams are allowed, the list of sports is on the notice board. I'm Sebastian, the in-charge of participation forms and selection. Enrol your names and games to me. Y'all have two days to decide. And for new students, do participate because Sports Mania is the best time of the whole year in university. Good day!" He ended his speech and people already started rushing to that blond guy.

Hard. "Ouch, That hurt!" I snarled. "I don't care," He snapped back. "Please, you both don't start right now. We reached your hostel, Summer. You both get ready to go inside," Mamma announced, sounding annoyed and it was no wonder. I looked up with my left hand still on my right elbow where that trash-face hit me and saw a building with three storeys — the building was built in the way how typical hostels were built; the exterior was coloured white completely with a gigantic entrance door in the middle where hung a big 'WELCOME' banner above it. There were many windows here and there in every storey.

“Start with Ward C. I want to see the progress on Project ReGenesis.” Silver’s head snapped up at that. “ReGenesis?” she echoed softly. She's heard her great grandmother talk about it in her last conference meeting. Detroit gave her a glance, a small flick of his eyes that almost resembled amusement. “It’s one of the institute’s ongoing projects. Gene restoration therapy for neural decay.” Her brows furrowed. “Like for Alzheimer’s?” “Yes,” he said, his tone gentling slightly. “And more than that — trauma, paralysis, genetic defects. We’re rewriting how the human body remembers itself.”

Make the right decision. All I can hear is a low, angry growl and I realise it is coming from me and Atari.

Then the Source chamber split, and the Tail's black head forced its way into the Genesis Protocol. Debt collection overriding review. The baby file screamed.

both respond together. "THEN BEGIN!"

Let the game begin. --

The Engineering of the Seed-Ship The Genesis was a masterpiece of dual-heritage engineering. Its core contained a dormant fragment of the 1956 Rose, housed in a containment field designed by the brightest Vanderwall minds. Surrounding it was a library of every "Certified Fresh" story, song, and poem ever recorded—the Vance contribution to the mission.