Project X Strain Novels & Stories

Hi, and welcome to STRANGER ATTRACTION. This is Kaelith’s story. A girl found in the woods with no memory, no past, and no name except the one given to her by the wind. She has a father she would give her life for, but her family… they are not all on her side. Her brothers want her in ways she can’t ignore, a stranger has eyes only for her, and everyone in her small town seems to have a stake in her life.

He knew he was close to the edge. The crisis struck during a critical evening simulation. Thalynn, Lucian, and Jax were alone in the highly secure Project Janus office. The exercise demanded immediate, high-stakes data manipulation—a task Thalynn’s Omega biology was wired to excel at, yet his stress level was dangerously high.

Gideon and his rebel gang crash into Lab 7 like a storm. The alarms scream loud in my ears. Red lights flash on the walls, making everything look bloody. I drop to my knees as a shelf falls above me. My fingers grab the files scattered on the floor. One says “THE STORMCHASER PROJECT” in big black letters. When I open it, my breath hangs in my throat. It contains the Baby pictures of Kieran, Vaughn, Jace, Gideon, and Callan. Each photo is labeled “OUR SUBJECT 1-5. SPECIAL SPECIMEN”

Declan had recognized the scent of Gianna’s body. **************** The Starlight Project kicked off with a capital campaign, and a lot of attention! Project Starlight is a draft plan that just came out this year, and it's been on fire as far back as the build-up. And it's the first one. The chances of coming out on top are greater. Arguably, the best way to increase your popularity is to come to the Starlight programme. No, Gianna was here to gain popularity.

"Claire Weston." Times like these I hate my parents for giving me a name like Sasha. As a kid, I was the butt of jokes until I reached an age and size where people were afraid of me. My six-foot, two-inch stature holds my two hundred and fifty pounds on my frame and doesn't leave much room for people to joke about my name anymore. Clearly, this woman is not intimidated by me, nor is she impressed.

* store an infinite amount of data * process and modify the existing data and run virtual simulations * scan 100 meters around the host standing point to detect lifeforms and some rare stones * display more information about the pokemons after scanning Lauren 'great not many features added but I don't need any more than this the options that are present now are perfect, let's see modification, can I modify the project Mewteo lets see' Lauren 'System, copy all the data in this drive and start to modify the project Mewtwo which has no side effects and won't contain harmful DNA modifying method' Lauren takes out the drive containing the information about team rocket and project Mewtwo. System '

“She wanted us to find this. So we’d think we were winning.” “She’s setting us up for something else,” Damon said. Lou looked up. “Then we get ahead of it. We build faster. We strike first.” Damon looked at Sarah. “You with me?” “Always.” Outside, the wind howled through the trees. And far away, in the backroom of a foreign embassy, Katrina Andre lit a match, smiled, and dropped it on a file marked: “Project Revenant.”

Narrow aisles of tall cabinets stood like sentinels, their drawers labeled with eras rather than departments. Mark flicked on the lights, bathing the room in a pale glow. Felix stepped inside first. Mark, shuffling his feet nervously, asked, “Do you have a file name, or maybe a project code? It would help narrow it down.” Felix inhaled slowly. “Yes,” he said. “It should be under a codename.” He turned, meeting Mark’s eyes. “Project Helix.” Mark froze. Then he whispered, “Sir… I didn’t know that was still on record.”

SPECTER: You think this ends with Atlas? Check the chip. Maria’s hands trembled as she connected the chip to her phone. Files opened. Projects. Names. And one title at the top of the list that made her blood freeze: PROJECT ATLAS SERIES ACTIVE SUBJECTS REMAINING: 5 Maria looked up at the burning mountain, horror flooding her chest. “There’s more,” she whispered. Far away, in a dark room, five eyes opened at the same time and the war entered its next phase.

Marcus leaned against the cold stone wall, his jaw tight and eyes fixed on the small black cassette spinning slowly behind the clear plastic window of the player. "Nine..." Thomas whispered, his raspy voice barely audible over the hum of the tape. "First seven... then eight... now nine. When does this end?" The voice on the speaker cleared softly, continuing with a sharp, educated tone that felt completely stripped of warmth. "William called it Project Apex," Evelyn’s voice echoed off the damp cellar walls. "He believed that a single boy raised by a single mother would grow up soft. He wanted to split the genetic material across multiple households, test their natural instincts under differe