Perfect Human Novels & Stories

Alice whispered behind my ear. The creature that had been so meek as to be at my mercy suddenly became angry and showed his teeth to Alice. "Oh, Sorry!" Alice raised her hands and slowly took a step back to distance herself from me. "You see, with a little human temper, like..." The ultimate perfection of human evolution. I was startled by this terrible thought and turned my head in disbelief, "You're experimenting on the human body. It's forbidden!" “Yes, it is indeed banned in the international community, but think about it. In the future, humans will become such perfect creatures. It's not just intelligence that stands at the top of the biosphere. Body, intelligence, beauty...”

"Because I wake up knowing that I am helping someone become fully human. And that is worth waking up for. That is worth living for. That is what keeps you alive." The child understood. Not with her mind. But with her heart. Around the world, in thousands of cities, in millions of homes, the integration continued. Slowly. Imperfectly. But continuing. Enhanced humans and bridge humans. Working together. Struggling together. Growing together. And the systems that had been built were holding. Not perfectly. But well enough. And that was enough. Because perfection was not the goal. The goal was love. And love was winning. Slowly.

I understood the command and hastened to comply with the orders. This little mind is a treasure, and I am sure she will become a beautiful woman when she grows up. With a soothing music vibration filling the room, I regained my original position on the bed and lay on my belly, gawking at the screen. “Mom, why would he want to find a perfect girl?” And there, my angel clicked something inside me. I gave her a flying kiss to give me something to write on. Perfection is an illusion; it’s a metaphor to recreate your expectations in a human form. It is okay to search for the one, but the question was, would you be able to fulfill her requirement of perfection?

"None of us in this world are really flawless. There are one or two flaws either pronounced or concealed. But the reality stands. No one's perfect, Phoenix. Not even me and neither you." He sighed and nodded. "Okay, let's forget I said I'm perfect. I'm wrong, I accept that. But I need to tell you something." "What is it? Shoot!" Phoenix went on one knee before her and took her hands. Then he looked at her and said in a firm tone: "You are a hybrid. A perfect hybrid." "What's a perfect hybrid?" Lavana asked in confusion. She'd never heard this term before. "Someone who can assume two complete forms separately," he replied.

The tenth time my parents flew more than six thousand miles to meet their future son-in-law, Nathaniel Prescott refused to show up. He ignored my calls and never replied to any messages. After God knew how many cups of coffee, I received an update from my best friend, Isla Monroe. Eight photos of snowy scenery surrounded a picture of two intertwined hands. The caption read: “Check-in number ten. He's perfect in every way.” My fingers curled into tight fists. It took twenty-seven calls before Nathaniel finally answered. “Where are you?” Howling wind rushed through the phone, followed by his distracted voice. “Out. What’s up?” “What’s up? This is the tenth time! My parents flew all

"We learned three new songs and I—" "Mrs. Von Dame," Hope's teacher, Ms. Pepper, called. She wore a long-sleeved, yellow sundress with white daisy prints that complimented her dark skin and black curly hair. She still had a youthful glow to her, having just graduated college. Rowena stood up, patting down her clothes. "It's just miss. Not missus." "Oh," She gave a polite smile. "Yes, my apologies. May I speak with you privately in the classroom?"

"Thank you for the compliments, but not everything is good, Gisela. Humanity is too corrupt, and one seeks how to save oneself. Not everything is about giving to be right with God, nor are we all neighbors. That's a somewhat complex topic that I would have to explain to you beyond the wise scriptures. Don't look at me like that. I'm not a father; I'm a man who likes to read, work, enjoy life, and give thanks every time he wakes up and goes to sleep." My perfect man! "You're a box of surprises," I smile. It's impossible not to recognize how good he is. "Do you love your parents? Why do they allow you to go through this?" And there I go, sticking my nose into matters that don't concern me. Now

The Winter Paris Competition is over and I can finally relax. With Tanya Pennington named the winner, I can finish out the remainder of my Model Perfect contract and be away from the spotlight. All eyes are on Tanya Pennington and her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. Tanya is the first lesbian to become a model girl winner for Model Perfect. All social media platforms are buzzing with the news. As for me, I am glad it's all turning out the way it needs to.

died with a jagged, metallic shriek. Jian recoiled, his face twisted in rage. "You’ve destroyed it! A hundred years of planning! The 'Perfected Human'... gone!" "Good," Jinyan rasped, unstrapping Grace from the chair. He pulled the child into his arms, his tears soaking into her yellow raincoat. "She was never yours to perfect." But Jian wasn't finished. He looked at the cliff, then at the "Seventh Ledger." A manic light flared in his eyes.

◇NO POV◇ Anyone will not be blessed with every happiness god makes them to lack atleast onething in their life no matter how rich they're or poor they're But some people never understands what they're lacking or never tries to find it in order to fulfill it because according to them they have everything But people like these when they meet right situation or right person they'll know what exactly they need At the sametime our don have everything rich life, powerful family, handsome features according to world and him but the truth is he also lacks something but he never cares about it though one part of his heart tries to remind him what exactly he needs to survive But he don't have enough t