Novel Ngenest Novels & Stories

Her hair was disheveled, and her clothes were rumpled from the night in the dungeon. "Genna," I said, my voice cold. "I have a proposal for you." "What is it?" she asked warily. "I want you to be Denise's nanny," I said. Genna's eyes widened. "You can't be serious." "I am," I replied. "You'll take care of Denise, and in return, I'll provide for you." Genna shook her head. "No." I leaned forward, my eyes narrowing. "You're indebted to me, Genna. I saved your life."

That would make sense as to why the pain felt too real. Wilbur sat down next to me and showed me the drink. "You’ll fully heal if you drink this, Lady Nyla," he uttered before smiling as I glared at him and the drink he’s holding. I sighed heavily before sitting down properly. "Just call me Geneva." I hate being called Nyla or whatever. I’m Geneva and that’s how they should call me. "Okay.. Lady Geneva," he said before nodding. "No. Only Geneva," I said and his eyebrows raised, contemplating whether to follow what I said or not. He scratched his head and seemed to be against the idea. "But that sounds like I’m disrespecting our Goddess," he said and I scoffed.

Zelena. All those feelings of darkness and loss, the hurt and pain, the emptiness. They were all gone now. All I had to do was look at the beautiful sleeping faces of my babies, and my heart was full. I haven’t named them yet. It doesn’t seem right to do it without Gunner. Though I have some ideas that I'm pretty set on already. In the meantime, I have nickname them B. for my sweet little boy, and G. for my very loud little girl. They are both so similar, yet I can already pinpoint their very different characteristics. B. is quiet and rarely cries. He eats like a typical Alpha-son, but he loves to be swaddled and held tight. G. is very vocal about her demands. If she wants something or if so

--- "Do you believe that four misfit people can save... the ending world? My name is Nini and this is my team. Follow our adventure inside the world of Ever Realms. "Will you be the legend have been intended to be?"

He handed over something and said, "Take a look." Adrian took the item and found a document containing information that shocked him. The document began with a historical account. It stated that in ancient times, a king named Jago Camacho once lived in the area of Mapleston City. After his death, he was buried there. Under his command were four generals, one of whom was the armored monster they had dealt with before. Besides him, there were three other great generals, including Jago himself, buried in Mapleston City. The reason the Netherites set up a branch in Mapleston was to find Jago's tomb.

“A missing piece.” Evelyn shook her head. “That’s impossible.” He finally turned toward her, eyes dark with knowledge she didn’t want to hear. “Evelyn, Genesis wasn’t born from a machine. It was born from human data, neural mapping, psychological imprints, stolen identity frameworks, black-market tech no one was supposed to use.” He exhaled sharply. “I didn’t realize how deep it went.” “What does that mean?” “It means Genesis and everything that followed may have fragments of human personalities in it.” He held her gaze. “Fragments it considers… relatives.”

"But the data logs show that the gestation pod was transferred to an offshore black-site in the Indian Ocean three days before we breached Zenith. Human scientists are finishing Manji's work right now." Baraka stared at the chalkboard. The exhaustion of the Overclock faded, replaced by a cold, creeping horror. Malik wanted to rule the world. Tindo wanted to exterminate the mutants. But the ghosts of Zenith were building something that would slaughter them all—a synthetic god designed to reset the board. "They are going to unleash it," Baraka said, his voice a low rumble. "When the war between us and the New Dawn reaches its peak, they will drop Project Genesis on the survivors."

“And you’re willing to sabotage your own husband?” My lips curved faintly. “I’m willing to protect my interests.” Charles steepled his fingers. “Even if what you’re saying is remotely plausible, why redirect to a dying company?” His words made me smile fully. “Because the company isn’t dying.” I said before placing another folder on the table. 'NovaGen Systems', was a tech infrastructure company currently mocked by investors for failed prototypes and mounting debt. Martin almost laughed. “This? The market’s written them off.”

On the other hand, Evelyn blinked her eyes multiple times, her hand froze in the air as another chapter of her past unfurled in front of her. “Xander?” She breathed out his name in an inaudible voice, laughing bitterly at the games that God was playing with her. Suddenly it dawned on her. ‘Mr. Knight? So the new client was none other than Xander Knight?’ She didn’t even realize that the company that was the biggest investor of Maria Estates belonged to none other than Xander. Evelyn remained rooted on the spot, too stunned to react when a hand enveloped her cold ones. She flinched and looked at Xander who shook hands with her firmly but his cold gaze left her confounded.

Hudson said, letting go of her and she fell with a loud thud on the floor. “ Jerk” Alvara glared angrily at Hudson who just took the book on the floor, heading to a table and placing it on it. Alvara stood dusting off some dust of her body before heading to the table. Hudson flipped through the pages of the book but stopped. “ Hah, found it. The Fenris Twins” He exclaimed. “ Hayden Johnson and Hunter Smith, two best friends who were brought up in a strict Nazi household headed by Smith Wolfgang von Strucker, leader of a terrorist organization, Hydra…