Super Gene Book Novels & Stories

Let's just say the gods have a way of communicating. "You've upset the balance of nature and power, Gary, and that will be your undoing," Diana said with a smug smile. "Not if I find the book first. With that book, I will be able to stabilise the two genes in my body, as well as make an army of hybrids. "Join me now or be forced to join me later, it's your choice. Personally, I do not mind either way." He shrugged. "Over our dead bodies," Sia swore.

It did not make sense. This Sarah person could be me if I did not do all I could to alter my appearance. Her last name is Griffen, was she related to my teacher? None of this made sense. I grabbed the book the picture fell out of and gave it a look over. The True History Of Supers. I have read lots of books about the accident that caused the mutants and heroes. It started off as a cure for cancer and how some of the side effects gave people their super powers. However, one person was not as lucky as the others. He was patient zero. He went rabid and began making mutants, from a simple bite or scratch. This book is different from the others. I was taught, I do not recognize the author's name

It was a scary discovery; one that forced the Beastman world into action, causing many to pump a nation’s worth in gold on researching the X gene in order to prevent this inactivation that would occur in the future! Fortunately, it was not everything that was discovered that was bad though. The Beastmaster resumed his research after a few years in hiatus, mainly because he had been approached by the scientific community to resume his studies. As the one who understood the X gene best, he was the best person to spearhead the search for a solution to their current predicament. In the past decade or so, the Beastmaster had made a few more discoveries, some of which were necessary, and others th

It looked old and valuable, and I knew that it had to be important. I walked over to the book and opened it up, my heart racing as I read the title: "Genetics and the Possibility of Superhumans." I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The book discussed the potential for people with wolf-like abilities to exist, and the scientific methods that could be used to create them.

I replied, still confused. "The difference I'm talking about is different from what you think. It's supernatural different," Grandma clarified. "What do you mean by that?" "We're not humans," the cute boy said matter-of-factly. "But I am human," I protested. "No, dear, you're not. It's just that we don't know your power," Grandpa said sadly. "But my mom and dad don't have powers," I pointed out. "They have powers, but they didn't show them. Your dad and I are descendants of Zeus, and your mom is the granddaughter of Mother Earth," Grandpa revealed.

Emily POV Twenty-three hours until my press conference. I video called Dr. Yuri in international custody with Nathan, Blake, Marcus, and Sarah Zhang present. "Dr. Yuri, what did you discover about my genetics?" He looked haunted. "Mrs. Zhou, your genetics aren't just enhanced. They're self replicating. Your modified genes can transfer to others through biological contact, blood transfusions, organ donations, even extended close proximity. Anyone who receives your genetic material gets a Genesis upgrade. You're a genetic transmission vector."

The handwriting was slanted, almost frantic, as though the author had scribbled it down while fleeing from something,or someone. “The second life gene… not a curse, but a gift misplaced. In the wrong vessel, it brings chaos. In the right one… it may redeem us.” I swallowed, heart pounding. The weight of that knowledge settled around me in the hush of the library. Tyler had it. Christian, by adoption, didn’t. But Tyler did. And so did I, because my children would carry it too. If they turned out to be Tyler's

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.

These Genome-Scripts were basically a condensed form of knowledge and art that can give humans capabilities and abilities that were almost akin to wizardry. These 'Genome-Scripts' were like an additional superpower for humans. Over these years many brilliant researchers and clans created these 'Genome-Scripts' and gathered them in the highly famous 'Genome-Library'. There were thousands of genome-script available for humans to learn and practice. Bakshi family was a part of the clan called the 'Phoenix Gods'. Over the passing years, the Bakshi family has narrowed to only 4 primary members. Yet, even though there were only 4 main family members in the entire Bakshi family, they had their infl

I pulled free and wiped my fingers with a towel. "Emma, out of that fifteen million, ten million is gone." "What do you mean?!" Emma's eyes nearly popped out of her head. "Before she died, Amelia Fernandez converted the remaining five million into gold bars and melted them into the steel tubing of her husband's wheelchair." Emma shuddered. The cigarette fell from her mouth before she turned and ran for the door like a madwoman. "Shit! Somebody get moving! Get to her house and take the wheelchair!" "Captain Hill." I turned toward Summer.