Russian Experiment Novels & Stories

For example, you know very well that people used to think that an Apple falls from a tree at the will of the gods, but now we know about the existence of the universal law of attraction. - In other words, Democracy is another illusion? - I would say that Democracy is a representation of what we most want, and we want illusions. We don't want to discover a new law of physics. - Thank you for your kind conversation. "Good luck to you." Alexey decided to put an end to his "sociological experiment" and went to the place where his "walk around Moscow" began. Fifth meeting. Sociological experiment Alexey took the metro to RSUH. There awaited him the scientific supervisor for the thesis work – Irin

“The Battle of Tannenberg in 1914 took a massive blow on the Russian Empire. Over 30,000 Russian troops were killed or wounded while 90,000 had been captured. Germany’s forces, on the other hand…” Dani took down notes as her European History teacher continued lecturing up front. They had started tackling on Russian history this week, which felt just the slightest bit funny. Had an unforgettable chapter in her life not been in Russia a few months ago, this would be another boring lesson for her to sit through.

She wasn't acting like her usual self, ever she got so distant, ever since her father called me. It's her father, her real father, her biological father, he heard the news of her living with us now, he heard of the experiment, other pack members heard of the said experiment, most people were excited about this experiment, they want it to succeed, for rogues to come back and be normal wolves again.

“Yeah but that″ she pointed over to him. “Is a fucking beautiful specimen of a man he has to be an exception no?” “No no exceptions.” “You’re crazy like seriously crazy. When was the last time you even had sex?” Her hand was on her hip now another grasped around a bottle. “Ages ago, but that’s irrelevant.” “No it isn’t!” She nearly shouted. “Give him your number, let him fuck you silly and go on your merry way. Where is he from? He don’t look like many of the others.” “Russia.” “Oh shit his Russian?! Seriously Harper, nothing ventured, nothing gained.”

IV Preparing the laboratory was the most difficult part of all, because there were instruments that had to be exported from Europe, but under a false name, everything was bought online, and a false title of scientific biologist was given, so as not to attract the attention of any gossip on the cybernetic networks. Everything was working out well, belatedly. After six long months everything was ready to move forward. Four Russian scientists had been hired for the laboratory, and then their own gang was being assembled.

“Let me guess. They sold it to the Russians.” Luca chuckled. “Bingo.” I dragged my hand over my face. “But Connor Rollins didn't die from a heart attack. This shit melted his insides.” “Because Russians resumed the experiments,” Luca explained. “I assume they might have added more substances to the initial composition. Right now it might be nothing but a fucking poison, but imagine what will happen if they succeed…” “I'd rather not,” I muttered before gulping down more than half of the glass. “Do you think you can talk to that friend of yours? Fedorov, right?” Luca gave me a wry smile. “Not accusing anyone, but that guy is on top of the Bratva's food chain. He has to know something.”