Génie Novels & Stories

Genie exclaimed, tears pricking her eyes as the old lady pressed it into her hand. “It's called ‘Ange ou Demon’ (French for ‘Angel or Devil’). Somebody gave it to me a couple of years back, but the scent didn't seem to suit an old girl like me. However, I think on you, my dear, it might just turn a few gentlemen's heads.” Genie was both touched and tortured by the gift. For she knew that there was only one man's head she would want to turn this weekend. Yet she knew that it will never happen!

Varun was training under Master Bakshi on planet Zerg. Master Bakshi had a renowned training facility named 'Bakshi Gurukul'. A retired military veteran who was once considered one of the top tier soldiers and now a genius instructor, Master Bakshi's ventures went to the winds. He wasn't just famous among his Clan, but others too. Every clan considered him to be the crucial foundation of the Clan "Pheonix God's". In this era of Chakra and cutting-edge technology, Humans have introduced a concept of 'Genome-Script' among themselves. These Genome-Scripts were basically a condensed form of knowledge and art that can give humans capabilities and abilities that were almost akin to wizardry.

“Fine. Talk.” Jace studied me for a long moment before speaking. “That man you saw? He wasn’t just some random creep. He’s one of them.” I frowned. “One of who?” Jace ran a hand through his dark hair, looking like he was debating how much to tell me. Finally, he sighed. “Rogues.” The word meant nothing to me. “And that means... what, exactly?” Jace’s lips pressed into a thin line. “It means he doesn’t belong to a pack. And that makes him dangerous.”

I teased. Oliver piped up from behind her, his tone matter-of-fact. “Uncle Julien said when we’re lost, we should ask Genie.” Cassia blinked. “Who is Genie?” “The programmed AI,” I explained, smiling at her wide-eyed wonder. “Amazing,” she breathed, already spinning around to explore. Oliver said he'd go try his clothes, he left with Sylvette.

"He thinks he can just force the pieces to fit." ​

What would this mean, how could he be this stupid, no one would ever accept something like this, besides I carried a virus that would kill him. Chief Rann just stared at his son completely unbelieving of the words that had come out of his mouth, “Now you listen here boy, you do not love this hybrid do you understand me!?” Glaring at his father Jake fisted his hands beside him, “Since when do you get to tell me whom I love or don’t?” “Since it’s forbidden, since that girl carries a virus that if you so much as become physical with her it will kill you,” “That’s bullshit and you know it,” Jake said rolling his eyes as he scoffed,

He will hurt people even kill them without thinking twice. ************************************

Some like a fish-shaped, some like a flower or a superhero character. Luckily, there are nearly a dozen children, if there were more children. Dean doesn’t know how he could satisfy the wishes of the children. Dean is surprised by his nephew's passionate love for the chubby, fat pig. Nephew's eyes, glittering, passionately looking at the pig. He thought his nephew can’t bite a piece on the pig.

Vampires and werewolves are born, end of story. Now, here’s where things get complicated, and where my own story really begins. A vampire or a werewolf can mate with a human. The offspring? They’ll become a vamp or a were 99% of the time. That other 1%? They remain stubbornly, frustratingly human. Then there’s the Hibridni, or hybrid. That’s what you get when a vampire or a werewolf mates with a witch. The result is pretty rare: a vampire or werewolf with magical abilities. They get the best—or worst, depending on your perspective—of both worlds. It was always understood that a vampire and a werewolf could never produce offspring with each other. It was biologically impossible, a fundamental