Super Gene Audiobook Novels & Stories

0-0-0-1. Green light. The safe clicked open. I pulled the heavy door back. Inside there was no money. There was only a single thick leather binder. I pulled it out. I opened it on the desk. My blood ran cold. The title page read: PROJECT GENESIS: The Resurrection of the Primal Bloodline. I flipped the pages. There were photos. horrific photos. Men strapped to tables. Women hooked up to machines. They were trying to create a super-wolf. An Alpha who could shift without pain. An Alpha who had no human weakness.

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.

Alina muttered, “He means superhuman.” Morrison nodded slowly. “Stronger reflexes. Faster healing. Increased intelligence.” He paused. Then looked at me. “But Ariana’s generation was different.” A horrible feeling settled into my chest. “What generation?” Nobody answered immediately. Which somehow felt worse. The scientist smiled faintly. “Evolution requires failures.” My stomach twisted. Failures. Plural. No. No no no. The roar echoed again— this time followed by a violent metallic crash. The corridor shook.

Fear gripped me as I instinctively protected my belly and said, "Trent is the father!" "Lies! Trent had a vasectomy a long time ago so he wouldn't pass on his Superman syndrome!" Lucy shouted. "You're trying to have him pass on the Bradford Group to your child, aren't you? Too bad! He already told me he was going to let my son take over!" It was true that Trent didn't want to have kids because I disliked his Superman syndrome, and he didn't want our children to inherit it. But that all changed after he failed to win my love. He had the reverse surgery and then I became pregnant, baby-trapping me in a marriage I never wanted.

I'll make them choke on it. The chilly light of computer displays made Theodore's studies shine. He leaned forward, his towering body hunched over the keyboard like a predator. His eyes sparkled with the keen silver that distinguished him as a Kensington. His thin fingers typed with steady accuracy, and each hit was planned. He had taken over his father's economic empire, but his understanding of code—learned in secret from Gabrielle, the family's former enemy—was his own weapon. He whispered to himself, "These kinds of encryptions always hide something worth bleeding for."

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.

” I shouted , really pissed at myself but I blame it on the cold freezing weather in this shitty dungeon. No matter how good and real the dream seems, I will never allow that beast to come near my body in real life. I said a silent prayer for Nathan’s safety and mother before my thoughts drift to what Beta Connor said about my genes being unique. This information is also new to me , I’m definitely cursed …maybe that’s why they found out about my gene and DNA. And he said something about me being dangerous. It sounds really funny and silly that these people have the nerve to call other people dangerous but this still didn’t stop my brain from wandering…

He sat up straighter, the gleam in his eyes showing that he'd taken more interest in me. "They're a pretty powerful set of shifters, rumors have it that they were direct descendants from the First…but they're more of a myth, no one's seen or heard from them so how do I know what you say is true?" "It is…because I've experienced it." I steepled my hands in front of me, drawing up the strength to talk about this from within. "I never knew my brother…half brother but he knew about me. My real parents were Ancients but for him, only my mother was an Ancient who mated with a regular wolf. He wants to create a super army with my genes that only he can create which is why he wants me. I've seen him

"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