Supergene Novels & Stories

No one says a word as the information sinks in like venom. File 001: Targeted Gene Suppression Program Date Initiated: May 2nd, 2011 Objective: Eradicate “Alpha Mutation Gene 43.2B” from all non-authorised carriers. Outcome Goal: Strip werewolf abilities from the general population. Retain mutation only within the “Authorised Superior Class.” Begin re-engineering gene for human grafting in high-tier elite subjects. Charts flash, blood samples, chemical breakdowns, annotated mutations. Then I spot a chilling header on one of the files.

I almost gasped at how good it was "you like it? I was a bit skeptical " he said taking the spoon from my hand, his hands roughly brushing mine as he took a scope and had a bite, maybe I am just weird but that was so attractive to me, the idea of sharing spoons is just too intimate for my head and I couldn't ignore the fact he was now sitting very close to me as he continued to scope the cake "You can actually make money if you become a chief," I said while he nodded "I know, I'm actually very good at many things"

I muttered, "It's just… I don't know anything about the vampire-werewolf conflict. Maybe I shouldn't get involved in this and just look for other opportunities to receive acknowledgment in the future…" I hated to admit it, but I was giving up without a fight. Perhaps some part of me was scared of finding those "alpha genes" Mr. Parson mentioned within me. I knew he meant me having my father's blood running in my veins, and I didn't think I could ever embrace the fact that I inherited anything from that sick bastard. Of course, I knew how genetics worked. I was aware that my super genes were created from his DNA combined with my mother's DNA, but when I heard the name "alpha genes", chills ra

There’s no way this is really happening right he can’t possibly tell me that not only is it possible for people to have mental abilities like telekinesis, and telepathy. But that I could be a direct descendant of a slave race of demi gods. Also, now I was mated and cosmically connected to one of the alien gods who was born from the race that created my ancestors and the entire human race. This was way too much to take in while recapping a night after situation, talk about information over load

"Not before or after. Not until the night the hellhound bit me." He shrugs. "It could be they didn't think you would shift to a Shadow Warrior. All Shadow Warrior females carry the gene that produces K-5. Unfortunately it only activates in one out of a hundred. Your grandmother and mother may not have ever made the transition. In males it's opposite and only one in a hundred don't shift." "I still think my father should have told me where I came from." Half of King's steak remains and he pushes it across the counter. "Eat."

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."

I continue, "if we can understand the genetic mechanisms allowing successful hybrid development, we can create controlled breeding programs. Human-led supernatural armies. Werewolf strength under human command." "You're proposing militarization of supernatural genetics," Grandmaster Thorne says slowly. "I'm proposing evolution of human-supernatural relations. Currently supernaturals exist outside our control. Parliament runs London's supernatural community. We're observers. Researchers. Powerless." I lean forward. "But if we control breeding, if we create new supernatural species loyal to us, we become power brokers." "Ambitious," notes Master Corvinus. "Also dangerous. Supernaturals won't c

I just stared at him, unable to say anything. He introduced himself to me and after a very lengthy conversation I learnt that he was the leader of the group he called 'the Rebel'; That their planet had been taken over by The Force, a group that overthrew the government, killed almost everyone of them with supernatural abilities that refused to work for them and enslaved other citizens. The Rebel was formed to identify those with powers and bring them such that when their numbers grew big they would rise up against the Force and reclaim their land.

But it was like having the blueprints for a fusion reactor and only having a bonfire to build it with. “To use this,” Dr. Aris said, his voice a reverent whisper, “to ‘compile’ and ‘run’ this code on Jack’s damaged bloodline… you would need a biological supercomputer. A gene-splicing laboratory with technology fifty years ahead of anything on the open market. A place that understands not just genetics, but the unique energetic properties of a supernatural bloodline. Such a place… it doesn't exist.” The flicker of hope died as quickly as it had been born.

he finally completed with a rare smile. Zane’s eyes narrowed subtly even as he accepted the embrace. "The new line—what do you call it again?" Zane glanced over at the lanky old man who asked the question with an appreciative glint in his eyes. "TheraGene. It’s a multi-purpose gene therapy enhancement line. Suppressants, boosters, even mood regulators." "Brilliant," one investor breathed. "We’re going all in. West Group will be the face of bio-advancement this decade."