X Gene Novels & Stories

“Me? Jealous, don’t be ridiculous,” “Somebody is green with envy,” Damien sings, earning a laugh from X. “Come on man, it’s written all over your face,” Charles screams. “Okay, who gave him drugs?” I ask, trying to change the subject. “You’re on a drug called denial,” Charles screams again. “Okay, look, maybe you’re not jealous or in denial but you do feel some type of way about what you saw, Xander,” X says. “Ha!” Charles says.

where the old-world steel had begun to grow a velvet layer of Xylos-moss. "The Xylos-Aethel interface is using the Bismuth-particulates in our Shield-Ink to 'Vibrate' our DNA. It’s turning our genetic code into a Holographic Archive." ​The First Genetic Reading ​I stepped into the center of the vault, my hand hovering over the original 1974 tape recorder. As the Xylos-moss touched my skin, the Golden-Indigo tattoos on my wrists flared with a blinding, white light.

X answered. “EHH?!” X just nodded then went towards Zaykee while raising his left hand, “High-five, Z!” He requested. They both did a high-five with each other. “High-five,” Zaykee said. “What are we? X, Y, and Z?” Zaykee asked while scratching his right temple. “Yeah, for the meantime, while we help you find the beta, omega, and sigma,” X answered. “I see, thank you,” Zaykee thanked them.

Despite being in a different school, Yale and his subordinates still found a way to drag Xeno out regularly to wallop him. Fortunately, Xeno knew a friend from a society he treated as his brother, and he learnt how to repair cars through him. It was how Xeno got past his days and that was how things turned out in the end. This unfortunate event on Xeno’s family was also one reason why Gerald became extremely wrathful. ‘Hah, so this guy even claims that he’s going to call up Yale to come and beat us up. Well bring it on, I want to meet this motherf*cker too!’

"It's… X-linked?" "Obviously," he muttered, finally looking directly at me. His gaze was cold, assessing, sweeping over my flushed face, my hunched shoulders. It felt like being scanned by a predator assessing prey. Worthless prey. "Carrier mother. Affected son. Genotypes. Go." The demand froze me. Genotypes. X^H X^h? Or… X^H Y? Which was normal? Which was affected? My breath hitched. The letters danced on the page. The quiet of the library felt deafening, amplifying the frantic scramble inside my skull. *Say something. Anything. You’re failing. He sees it. They all see it.* Tears pricked hotly. *No. No tears. Sell indifference!* But all I could sell was panic.

“Dr. Stone, I’ve brought some test reports. I’d like you to take a look when you have a moment.” “Mia, let’s go downstairs and build a snowman,” Felix said, reaching for Mia. Mia took his hand eagerly. “Mom, Dad promised he’d build a snowman with me.” “Go have fun,” Miranda smiled at Mia and led her out. She didn’t have time to stay with her, and a quiet sense of guilt tugged at her heart. So when Felix was willing to keep her company, she didn’t stop him. Under the soft lighting, Dr. Smith spread a stack of reports across the table. “These are the latest gene sequencing results,” he said, pointing to a chart. “The patient has a rare mutation on the X chromosome, which disrupts normal blood

Xander asks, his eyebrows shooting up. “Yep.” I pop the “p” with a playful grin. “And she carries the gene. Dad thinks that’s why I’m bigger than other Betas my age.” I shrug, trying to sound casual. Xander’s eyebrows nearly disappear into his hairline. “So you’re a mix of a strong original Beta line and an Alpha? That means you have a stronger claim to Silver Dawn than Seb does. He’s from a non-original Alpha line and an Omega.”

Then, both of them looked at Alex at the same time and suddenly felt a bit strange, as if it was the first time they met. Alex took over the conversation at the right time and said to Xena, "My cousin and I do share the same blood, but the same gene we carry isn’t bragging, but being low profile. Your $60 million family background may be able to bluff many others, but in our opinion, it's not worth mentioning at all."

“Let’s jump into it then. Shall we?” Black ink was scrawled across each paper in neat little rows. I pinpointed words like ‘extraction’ and ‘metabolize,’ but that was as closely as I looked. The harder I stared at the pages, plucking phrases here and there, the more my stomach twisted into knots. “Well, I am pleased to inform you that you do not have the rogue gene.” Alpha Xavier said after a long pause of silence, clasping his hands together atop the papers. The sigh that had been building in my chest slid past my lips. In one rush, the tension that been holding my body upright fell away.

He was shirtless, and I felt heat flush my cheeks at the sight of all his exposed muscles, something that had been occurring more often lately. In recent months, I had grown very attracted to my best friend of the past seventeen years of my life, and it was getting ever harder to ignore, It didn't help that between his Japanese dad and American mother, he ended up with the very best of both worlds. He had his mothers straight silky hair the locks were snow white thick, wavy and lustrous, and fell in waves to his shoulders, hanging into his mysterious silver eyes Xander had been born with a genetic birth defect that caused him to be born an Albino.