Geno Sans Novels & Stories

“But if I was part of Eden’s prototype trials, then Cassian didn’t just manipulate me because I was his brother’s lover or because I was a rebel” Julian nodded grimly. “He needed you because you were the key all along.” Same Night, Northern Siberia, Genethron’s Launch Facility The wind was merciless, howling through the icy landscape like wolves in mourning. Towers blinked red against the snowfall, and inside the subterranean base, Circe stood in front of a glowing cylindrical pod. Inside it floated a synthetic human, genetically blank, a vessel. Not grown from DNA. Not cloned. Built. “Generation Zero is ready,” a technician confirmed, bowing his head.

He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation. Santino takes out his sleek phone from the pocket of his black dress pants and dials the number. The phone rings and my brother doesn’t pick up. I shiver when Maximo’s passes me a teasing stare that has a threatening edge to it. Santino only groans before he dials it again. It rings for some time, I worry he isn’t going to pick up. I stick my thumb in my mouth and slowly chew the nail. Maximo tilts his head as he stares at me with those cold, icy gray eyes. I avoid his gaze entirely, and he laughs.

He even put his career at stake as he craved immense power and position-the things which would help him keep an eye on Evelyn and stay close to her. Dylan knew that without his Genie, his company would collapse in a day and even if he hired people to stalk Evelyn, he wouldn’t succeed for long. Evelyn was smarter than him, she would catch him soon and then his dirty games would be exposed. And whatever hope he had for winning her back would be destroyed too. Mr. Black had left his side, his friends had abandoned him and he wasn’t that strong so he decided to look for another way. A journey that will be full of dangers, streets dipping with blood with rivals who will hunt you down at every ste

"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."

"Not before or after. Not until the night the hellhound bit me." He shrugs. "It could be they didn't think you would shift to a Shadow Warrior. All Shadow Warrior females carry the gene that produces K-5. Unfortunately it only activates in one out of a hundred. Your grandmother and mother may not have ever made the transition. In males it's opposite and only one in a hundred don't shift." "I still think my father should have told me where I came from." Half of King's steak remains and he pushes it across the counter. "Eat."

Ann replied annoyed but still preparing warm milk for her son. "So he's your son?" asked Al. "His name is Gail Joshannie," said Josh. Al immediately turned to Gail in horror and said, "Let's go to the government office, I'll change your bad name!" Josh was furious, the old man quickly threw his fist at Al. But he stopped immediately when Ann had hit Al on the head with the pot she was holding. "Ah... you hit the vampire's head, are you sure you have enough blood on your body?" threatened Al.

Noah walked over and sat next to the man. "Let me introduce myself. I am Amrodan Luchirous, brother of Retter Luchirous." Noah frowned. Luchirous? That's a strange name. "But, Daddy doesn't have the name Luchirous," Amrodan laughed softly, "Indeed. Your father has given up our clan since childhood. He wants to stand on his own feet, he doesn't want to stand on the support of his family," "There is a problem that makes our relationship strained. But you can't find out now," Amrodan said to Noah.

Albert dragged the trembling boy along with him leaving Fenrir on Damien's mercy. "Hmm... I heard that you like to see your men fucking those innocent young boys?" Damien asked holding his chin. "Whatever you do Damien, I am not afraid of you." Fenrir snorted. "Call 'Brothers' and tell them to fuck him until he is left with no sperm." Damien instructed and left for his office. 'Brothers' was a group of 5 Italian mafia men. They were built with heavy muscles and had ugly appearance with curly hair and dragon tattoos all over their body. They were famous to be ruthless in their job and were bisexual.

she said, "with the hair and all. But tell me, how many brothers do you have, and are they all giants?" Asta threw her head back and laughed. "I have three – Brodi, Brand, and Gunnar. You've met Brodi, of course, and seen Brand at the grocery store. Gunnar doesn't come to town much but, yes, he's just as massive. It's the Norse genes. Though, thank Odin, those genes skipped me," Asta added, motioning to her relatively normal size. She was tall but not overly so, probably about 5'8, Liv guessed. Though, she definitely had some muscle. Liv could feel it through the long-sleeved blouse she wore, but she was small-boned, unlike the brothers Liv had seen so far.

’ Nox’s snarl came through the bond. The urge to look his way punched me in the gut, but I kept my eyes trained on the far wall. ‘Phineas manipulates everyone. I might not like your father, but I don’t want to see him dead. We’ll do everything we can to help him too.’ His reply came a few seconds later. ‘…thank you.’ “You think he is weak for protecting his young?” Annika asked. Gideon smirked, “A man with a weakness is weak. A man without weakness…well, he is invincible.” I’d never met the man before in my life, but already I knew he craved conflict. The taunting smirk on his face was a testament to that.