Transgener Novels & Stories

He will be receiving a blood transfusion soon. Wolfsbane is a toxic compound that slowly kills a full-grown Lycan in the most painful way. They were surprised that the boy survived through this day. “Once the Ferrington arrives, arrange a genetic test as soon as possible. We need a DNA test to fully prove the relevance of his identity with them.” Lex sat back on his sofa and drank his glass of red wine. “Yes. Ferrington's has been informed and are on their way here.” Tairone sat on the opposite.

“Yes. If you do not believe my words, then I cannot help you with that. I called you just to deliver the last wish of my mother. Now it is complete on you whether you would like to believe it or not.” Rana understood it was surely Myra. Only Minerva had such guts and confidence in her and she had successfully passed that into her daughter. Her daughter is the same as her, straightforward, stone-cold, and calm in every situation. Italian blood, how could he deny that? The blood of heritage, culture, education, revolution, and many more. Minerva was a gem. It was always hard for him to win any argument with her. He still didn’t know how fast those days had passed with her. “Yes, Myra. We belie

She was too afraid to get clarity, in case he also thinks she's hard of hearing. Her cheeks flared up again when she recalled Liam's hurtful words. How could she have created a life with a man so heartless and impatient? And since her son seemed to take after him in everything, would he turn out to be just as ruthless? Is that also in the genes? In his DNA? "—Great, I'll let Gibby and Clara know you'll be joining them shortly then." Matthew gave her a thumbs-up and quickly retreated from the room. It was painfully clear to anyone with eyes he's uncomfortable with this whole arrangement and wanted to get away from her as soon as possible.

Dina sighed disapprovingly, “Hm, are you ATs like that? Robotic and cold?” “We ensure to do our jobs and do it well, some although more amiable could be unreliable so yes, most of us are strict.” “I see, okay whatever, I just imagined something disturbing so let’s not dive deeper and go to the main event, hm?” “If you say so, Dina.” Zero began divulging the rest of the required knowledge a Transmigrator was meant to have which was locked up before due to Dina’s rank. In the first place came an introduction to character integration where the concept of OOC was finally introduced.

"Seventh generation." She did the math. Seventh generation from fragment release meant his family had stayed physical through everything. Had never chosen consciousness. Had watched ten billion people transcend and said no and kept their bodies and kept having children. Three hundred years of that. "How many of you," she said. He glanced back at the buildings. At the clean walls and the trees that stopped ten meters out and whatever was maintaining all of it. "Enough." "That's not a number." "No." He looked back at her. "How many of you."