Genocide Online Novels & Stories

The rhetoric was genocidal. Nova stood before a UN assembly. "We did not ask to be born," she said. "Our parents fell in love. We are the result. Are you saying love between species is wrong?" "You are unnatural—" "So were the first humans to use fire. To farm. To build cities." Nova's voice was steel. "We are not mistakes. We are evolution." But laws were passed anyway. Hybrids forced to register. Monitored. Restricted. "This is how genocide starts," Emma warned. "First registration. Then restrictions. Then elimination."

The forest is in disarray. Wildlife at home have now become stray. Smoke and flames rise up from the burning hay. And there's nobody to say if there would be another day. Debris and piles of carcasses are scattered across the bare, bloodied ground, as men who are heavily armed trample upon them. Orders are being yelled out and these orders are being carried out immediately. It was Genocide. These humans were carrying out genocide on species they deem to be unfit to live. They have just finished annihilating a whole pack of werewolves, the only known surviving supernaturals and on the brink of extinction.

[Xanthea] “Genocide…” I blankly stared at Vincent as the word ‘genocide’ hung heavily in the air before it finally sliced through my bones like shards of glass. One moment, I was numb and the next, thoughts stormed through my mind, crashing into the growing pit in my chest as he kept speaking. “It was an experiment conducted on the entire population of the weak-bloods across all the nine packs of the Infernal realm...” Vincent’s deep voice grew darker with each word, his gaze distant, as if he were reliving a haunting memory.

Next came the reveal about the Chinese poisoned vaccines which sent Captain Moe and Riki into deep, hushed and desperate conversations with their associate apparatuses. The really, really hard part was trying to sell the Earth & Sky as a non-terrorist organization. I went with the old philosophical argument of 'what is it to kill a person?' Basically, from the mid-18th century, the Han Chinese had been culturally marginalizing and exterminating the cultures of the Turkish and Mongolian Peoples living within in their borders - genocide had been institutionalized as part of the struggle.

"Have I mentioned lately that you're brilliant?" "Not in the last hour. I was getting worried." They work through the night, building an airtight case against Helix Corporation. By morning, they have documents, testimony from rescued subjects, and genetic evidence linking every new virus strain back to Helix facilities. Elena takes it public at a press conference. "These companies are committing genocide," she tells assembled media. "Creating diseases designed to eliminate specific species. This isn't defense—it's premeditated murder for profit." The response is immediate and explosive. Helix stock plummets. Government contracts are suspended pending investigation. Board members resign rathe

Essence extraction only with consent or criminal conviction. It's not perfect. But it's better than genocide. "We'll draft formal documents," Elena says finally. "This negotiation is preliminary." "This negotiation is binding." Jamie's firm. "You agreed publicly. Back out now, you lose all credibility." Elena knows she's trapped. "Fine. Three months to implement. We'll coordinate with alliance leadership." "Agreed." Jamie stands. "But understand this. You try anything, any assassination, any 'accident,' the stream footage goes viral. Your genocide becomes public knowledge. Human governments get involved. You lose everything."

"At least forty packs across North America and hundreds of individual lycans. The purge will be systematic and thorough and they plan to use the hybrids as their primary weapon." Ross moved closer to look at the documents and his face went pale. "This is genocide," he whispered. "They are planning to commit genocide against anyone who does not submit to their rule and they think the hybrids will make them unstoppable." Skylar looked at the papers and I felt her horror through the mate bond. Some of the packs listed were ones she had visited as a child and some of the lycan names were people she had met during her travels. "We cannot let this happen," she said firmly.

She remembers the famous Holocaust that killed millions of people. "Genocide?" Ann repeated, who did not seem to understand or was unfamiliar with the term. Megan noticed, a little chuckle. "It could be a mass murder." Ann nodded her head understandingly. Along the way home, she asked Megan a lot of questions. Especially what happens in the future.

"They want to kill our baby." Genocide. Not revenge, not business—complete elimination of Adrian's genetic line. I'd seen this before in Chechnya; systematic extermination to erase the family, the threat, and the future. But this wasn't some distant battlefield. This was a baby I'd just helped save, a brother I'd just met, and a family I'd spent thirty years hating but five minutes learning to protect. "Adrian," I said quietly. "There's something you should know about me."

Fenric fell to his knees as the weight of their agony passed through him, every cry tearing into his marrow. Sira staggered as the vision cut through her as well, silverlight flickering wildly at her fingertips. “This was not told to us, not once in all the histories, not in the songs, not in the stories of the Elders. We were made to believe purity was survival, but this… this was genocide.”