Super Gene Audiobook Novels & Stories

The inclusion of his many personal military forces is just adding fuel to the already raging fire. In the Gaul Presidential government house, the President is impenetrable and unkillable. “If you have any immediate pending question, ask the warship’s A.I, Z-99. Try to integrate with the other high-grade warriors in your squad, teamwork would be indispensable for all the squads in this mission.” The video continued. “The inclusion of you 2 makes your squad a complete squad of 20 high-grade warriors. Good luck knight, be alert and always be prepared for battle. From Knight General Maxwell.

The grey static that formed its body started to swirl, drawn toward the three of us as if we were a massive magnet. ​"The Sovereign Gene was a cage," the Echo said, its voice now a singular and clear tone that vibrated in my marrow. "But you have turned the cage into a conductor. You are giving the Earth a voice. Do you have any idea what it will say first to the people who walk upon it?" ​"It will say it is tired of being a harvest," I said, my voice growing stronger as I accepted the surge of power instead of fighting it.

The most amazing thing was that the light never seeped through any crack or opening in Gavin's room. When the light finally faded, Gavin was back to perfect health, in a state where he felt so strong that he was beyond his peak before the injury. Urika also left the mind-boggling message that being close to his mate, and finally getting accepted by her would be the breakthrough he'll need to fulfill his destiny. Gavin has never understood Urika's motive for having multiple identities. She appears to pack members as a male seer that everyone knows, and no one even knows what he's called.

Since their realms were not high enough, they could not see what was going on in outer space like Mason, who was a Super-God. “Celia, I'll go up and take a look. Wait for me here,” Selena said to Celia. “Okay, Selena. Be careful,” Celia replied. Selena grunted a reply before her body soared into the sky. Now, she was already a partial Super-God. Aside from Mason and a few others who upgraded to Super-God Rank after being stimulated by the genetic drug, Selena was one of the strongest people on Earth. At the same time, Selena took the opportunity to make swift progress and successfully overtook her grandfather Delmont to become the strongest person in the King family.

"Those fucking bastards. They're going to parade him around like some rabid animal." "That's exactly what they're doing," I said, fresh anger cutting through my grief. Through the bond, I felt another spike of confused terror from Axel's wolf, trapped and drugged and desperate. "Blake's found a way to reveal the supernatural world without actually saying the words." The TV screen shifted to show Blake himself, looking perfectly composed in an expensive suit. The hybrid transformation had left no visible traces - he appeared completely human, which made him infinitely more dangerous. "My fellow Americans," Blake began, his politician's voice carrying that familiar false sincerity that used to

Lines of data filled the screen—hormone surges, neural expansions, and something else. “She’s adapting,” Adrian whispered. “Faster than any of their previous subjects. Her system isn’t rejecting the DNA integration—it’s merging with it.” Lena’s eyes widened. “Merging? With what?” Adrian didn’t look at her. “They called it Genesis Strain. A molecular architecture capable of rewriting human biology.” “Rewriting?” she repeated in disbelief. He turned to her slowly. “Lena… you might be the first person in history capable of evolving beyond human limits.”

Ethan said, his voice calm, "you told me once that you were ambitious because your grandmother raised you to never be second best. Tell me... did she also teach you how to survive a 'System Collapse'?" Before Sophia could react, Ethan crushed the drive in his fist. A wave of blue static erupted from his hand, short-circuiting the transmitter in Sophia’s hand and sending a feedback loop to the aircraft above. "The data is dead," Ethan growled, stepping toward his father and his assistant. "And so is the 'New Geneva' audit. Now, get out of my house before I show you what a homeless boy does to people who threaten his family."

"You transferred something else." The Architect smiled. His teeth were yellow, rotting. "I planted the seed, Julian," he said. "Years ago. In your DNA. The dormant gene. The Panacea activates it." What seed? I demanded. "The successor," the Architect said. "You aren't just carrying my son’s mind, Elias. You are carrying the next generation of the species. The true Homo Novus." I stared at the old man. "What are you talking about?" "The hunger," the Architect whispered. "The heat. The bond. It’s not just about sex, Elias. It’s about reproduction."

Harper gasped, walking over to look at the killing machine that was now as docile as a lamb. "It's my grandfather," Sebastian pressed a hand against his bleeding arm as his suit's medical foam sealed the breach. He stared at the glowing console, his eyes complex. "When he stole their technology all those years ago, he somehow hardcoded his own genetic sequence into the administrative system of this ancient facility. He made himself the Supreme Commander." "And I have his Sterling blood running through my veins." With a deep, mechanical grinding noise, the center of the console slowly split open. A transparent quartz cylinder rose from the pedestal. Floating inside was a multi-faceted crystal

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.