Mutation Novels & Stories

The Mechanics of Harmony Rhys’s tablet projected a final schematic into Elara’s mind through their lingering bond. To stabilize thousands of mutating cells simultaneously, she couldn't just blast them with power. She had to create a Resonance Sphere—a perfect, oscillating wave that would "mimic" a stable genetic state, forcing the Abyssal mutations to align with a manageable blueprint.

“That same thinking screwed our father over when he picked a breeder from Sequence B!” “A, B, fucking C—it doesn’t matter at this point!” Judge Jackson shouted. Alpha Andrew lifted a brow curiously. “What do you mean?” “It’s nothing. It’s just…not everything is an exact science. All couplings, no matter what sequence the breeder is from, run the risk of producing a pup with a mutation gene.” Alpha Andrew agitatedly scrubbed his face with his hands and paced in circles before addressing Judge Jackson once more. “Do you have feelings for this defective breeder? Is that it?”

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Him. Hours passed as Will sat slumped down in the corner of the cave, he had been silently clutching his left arm. Will had unconsciously grabbed his severed arm and held it against the open wound, almost as if he was trying to re-attach it. Will stirred back to life as he felt a slight tingling from his left arm, he couldn't move anything, and the wound had clearly not healed, it could even just have been his imagination. However this was enough to motivate him into moving again.

"Barely." ​"It’s 4:59, sir," I replied, stepping forward and placing the silver flash drive on the polished mahogany surface. "The edit is complete." ​Luke finally looked up. His eyes were sharp, scanning me with a clinical detachment that made me want to shrink. He reached for the drive, his fingers brushing against mine for a fleeting second. I felt a jolt—a phantom spark of the connection we once had—but his expression didn't change. He plugged the drive into his computer, the silence in the room stretching until it felt suffocating.

Mac said and I looked at him intently. "What's going on?" Top asked and Mike was the one to answer him. "Well, Mr. Gesurem asked the three of them to work on a presentation regarding the subtypes of schizophrenia since they are the only ones who participated the questcussion a while ago. And by the way, Top. You didn't tell me that Maze is quite a big brain, huh. He was the only one who got the right answer! Beating these two!" The corner of my lips twitched with what Mike said. Gab and Mac glared at him cause he's obviously making fun of the fact that their answer was wrong. While I looked away from Top cause he's giving me that 'Now, I know what's the reason behind that face.' look and it'

Even Rana Pratap entered just behind Myra. "Is it the first step of my fall down?" Rana Pratap asked in his mind. The tables are already turned. Indeed she has just changed one of the traditions. The moment she has stepped in, she has claimed her territory. People may have already noticed that she was welcomed first. Though it may not create havoc, Rana Pratap could actually anticipate what is going to come in future. This girl is a rule breaker and creator of her own history. The whole palace seems getting ready to change itself with her every step. The whole age-old traditions are going to be shaken harshly. He understood that. But he was left with no choice. Sometimes change is needed to