Strongest Genetics Novels & Stories

The Alphas at the tournament won’t hold back either. Maxim is the toughest opponent I have ever encountered, besides Alpha Menno. He has no significant weak points, no flaws. His technique, speed and strength are exceptional. Although Alphas are genetically superior to others by nature, Maxim is on another level among all the Alpha heirs I have ever seen. I didn’t get out much, and I haven’t seen other Alphas fight, but you can just tell by his aura. He trains hard for it though. He deserves all the credit he is getting.

So why am I fighting Beast on this? Females are unique to us. There hasn't been a female birth among Shadow Warriors since we came to Earth. When we mate with humans, the babies are always male. Males carry the strongest genes of our race, and something in our genetic structure caused only male children to be born after we settled here. The spaceship with my ancestors was the only one out of twenty similar ships that made it to Earth. We never discovered what happened to the other ships. My great-great-grandfather's home ship began its journey with two hundred adults and one hundred children. Only half of the people survived and after an aborted attempt on another planet that looked hospitab

Caelan said sharply, silencing me instantly. “I heard that you and your husband tried similar procedures many times and always failed. This is the first success—and it’s with Mr. Caelan’s sperm, not your husband’s,” Aeron added, hitting a nerve. I knew it… This was his child. I was only the vessel to carry and nurture it. But I didn’t want to lose this baby. My eyes burned, and my breath caught. I stood up, desperate to get away from the folder on the table, as if not touching it would make all this a nightmare I could escape.

I stretched my mimic muscles into a faint smile, trying to make his words less terrifying. "Lilith," Ezra grabbed my hands and cleared his throat, "Except for the fact that your DNA doesn't have a wolf gene, the rest of your genes are close to perfect for wolves, and they are all dominant genes. It means that you will pass all those perfect genes onto a child, and your child with an Alpha will become the most powerful wolf ever known."

I looked at mummy and smiled “I win....AGAIN!!” My mother is a forty-year old sex goddess with jet black hair and she has been undertaking advanced genetic engineering on her body and she has a youthful appearance of a woman of 25 years. The genetic advancements have increased her physical strength making her so dominant over poor Willard. I have been undergoing genetic strength advancement as well and dear Willard does not dare punish me for my behaviour. My mother owns the Krupp Banking Empire and my step-father is the heir to the Essington Armaments Works and my mother has use for all its bombs, guns, tanks and planes.

Many positions and techniques he knew after learning at the great library of the Black Merchant that ensure her impregnation has been used, but it was all for naught. She didn’t have much hope because it was normal for strong people to have a lot of difficulties when having a child. That was the balance of the world where it will limit the fertilization rate of all strong people, that was because their heir will get both of their parent's advantages such as special physique, cultivation speed, or even the great cultivation from birth.

"Wellll, about that. So, do you remember what I did end up getting you for Christmas? For the whole family?" "Yeah, that genealogy genetics testi-- oh fuck, really?" "Hah! Yeah. I mean, Dad is into genealogy, and mom's a biologist, so I thought they'd both enjoy it. But... Look, I'll just come out and say it: in terms of any kind of genetic issues, recessive traits, any of that stuff? There's no reason you and I couldn't safely have a kid together." She held a hand up. "I'm not saying we-- wait, are you turned on? You are!"

the other doctor reasoned. Doctor Gibson was on the verge of panic. He didn't want his lab rat to end up as a corpse. Victor's genes were perfect. His parents had already tested the drug, and he was the level-one example that had reached level seven. But at level ten—the highest level—was the natural killing machine, which was his sister. His offspring was also at the highest level. There was a chance that the child could have ADHD or other genetic abnormalities, but they could still function as a killing machine.

I said dryly, glaring daggers at the fucker on the television that cost me last weeks fight. I knew he’d been tweaking the second he stepped into the ring, but I’d been too amped up to give a shit and chose to pummel him anyway. Turns out the guy had a mild form of the rogue gene, so his enhanced strength and speed were admirable but ultimately paled in comparison to the ‘superior genetic make up of an Original Wolf descendant’, spoken directly from the mouth of my father.

"That being artificial, being perfect, being designed—that's not strength. It's limitation. Aurelius was made to be the perfect Silver Wolf. But he can only be what he was designed to be. He can't grow beyond his programming. Can't choose something different than what he was built for. And that's his weakness." "You think you can beat genetic optimization with willpower?" Kael asked skeptically. "I think I can beat genetic optimization with the one thing they can't program—the ability to surprise myself. To make choices even I didn't know I was capable of. To be messy and flawed and unpredictable in ways that perfection can never match." "That's either brilliant or insane," Marcus said.