Super Gene Audiobook Novels & Stories

William asked as we walked. "Yes," I answered. "How are they all doing so well? Weren't they all super sick?" he questioned, clearly curious. "How did you heal them?" "I created a gene fusion agent and used my genes to complete their process. Apparently, as the first-born mutated wolf, my genes hold special properties." I explained, trying to dumb it down a little for him.

A pleased grin tugged at his lips as he whispered to himself, "Nailed it. My Supreme Transcendant Art is now at level five. With the power I have now, I can channel energy into force." A spark of excitement flashed in his eyes as he rose, ghost-like, from his seat. "The decade-long restriction is lifted. I can finally tap into the advanced healing arts my dad passed down to me. They say you need to be at the fifth level of the Supreme Transcendant Art to wield the Five Golden Instruments, to control them with your energy. The healing power? Unmatched."

The Anunnaki discovered that gold, in its white powder form, has positive healing effects on their decaying DNA. They even put it in their atmosphere. Ultimately though, they discovered its severe long-term side effects in creating further distortion in DNA and your consciousness. Note that today they have discovered this white powder and are convinced of its regenerative power. Neanderthal man had a genome made up of Anunnaki genes and ape genes, as well as a few other minor species. The ET Guardians had a benevolent DNA rehab hybridization research program, and some of the fallen ETs who had defected to their side were calling for this bioregenesis program. The Guardians decided to use the

"It burns! My blood... it's boiling!" "Marcus!" Ben Carter scrambled over to him. "What's wrong? Is it a heart attack?" "It's the gene," Olivia’s voice cut through the comms, breathless and terrified. "Jack! The sensors are picking up a broadcast on the ultra-low frequency band. It’s a resonant kill-switch! It targets the specific protein sequence of the Fenrir-Strain Beta!" Jack felt it then. A sharp, stabbing pain in his gut, like he had swallowed a handful of razor blades. He stumbled, vision blurring.

It pulsed a series of blue lights that resonated deep in Audrey's bones, pulling memories of her childhood in the North to the surface. "It wants to know if we are the 'Same'," Audrey realized, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the psychic link deepened. "It remembers the Void-Singers. It thinks we are the same infection that tried to muzzle the planet ten thousand years ago. It’s waiting for us to prove we’ve evolved."

was being broadcast to the rest of the world. "The door is locked with a Genetic-Key," Leo whispered, his hand hovering over a panel of glowing white geometry. "It requires the DNA of a 'Consensus-Alpha.' Someone who has fully merged with the System." "I have the DNA," I said, a dark, jagged memory of Jackson’s Blood on my claws from the previous chapter surfacing.

Failures. "Oh god," Serenity covered her mouth, trying not to vomit. "They aren't just watching us," Jackson walked up to a desk filled with charts. He read the file name: PROJECT CHIMERA. "They are trying to replicate us," Jackson’s face was grim. "Look at these notes. They tried to synthesize the Royal Blood. They tried to create their own 'Super Soldiers' without the side effects." "But they failed," Sebastian pointed at the horrific specimens in the jars. "Only the true blood of Aurelia can handle the energy. Everyone else turns into... monsters."

Félix asked, his hand moving toward his daggers. "I am here to offer you the Cure," Arthur said, gesturing to a silver case held by his aide. Inside the case sat a dozen vials of a liquid that looked like liquid lead. "It is a Gene-Suppressor. A chemical frequency that will permanently collapse the kinetic and wild-strands in your DNA. It will return you to the Flesh. It will make you... ordinary." The plaza went silent. The shifters of the vanguard—Magnus, Runa, and Damon—looked at the vials with a mixture of horror and a strange, hidden longing.

My entire life — every memory, every moment — feels like it’s been rewritten. Another clip plays automatically. Dr. Samuel Reed appears again, older, voice brittle. “Genesis was meant to merge two genetic codes to repair damage — to create healing from shared DNA. But we went too far. The connection between them became permanent.” The projection flickers and dies. A metallic clang echoes behind me. I spin around. “Liana.” His voice. Axel stands in the doorway, soaked, wounded, eyes dark with exhaustion. For a heartbeat, relief floods through me — then fury.

She finally knew the reason why Autumn Powell went mad. Autumn was born with the gene, but her illness was triggered after getting stirred up. Her children, Eugene and Sienna, also have that said gene… With that said, it was also possible for Eugene to get sick, just like her! A sneer flashed across Germaine’s eyes as she had finally found Eugene’s Achilles heel! If Eugene went crazy as well, he could not possibly become the next patriarch of the Newton family. As night fell, a black Maybach was parked downstairs the apartment. Eugene, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, looked at Sharon who was in a daze next to him.