X Gene Novels & Stories

“I don’t want to ever fight with you again. It felt terrible.” Xander and I take a leisurely walk back home and this time he holds my hand and I lean into his chest. When we get home, Charles takes in our smiling faces and practically beams at us. “Sir, Mam…welcome home.” “Mam, Dr Guzman is here to see you.” Xander looks at me confused, “You didn’t tell me you weren’t feeling well?” “I’m fine, I’m not sure why Dr Guzman’s here…maybe he has my test results? Thank you Charles, we will see him now.”

My eyes turned back to Xander and tried not to let his proximity fully break my control. “There are tales of goddess-gifted wolves who were blessed with a healing ability. If that gift was inheritable, then it could act as a trait. Sometimes it would be dominant and sometimes recessive. As the generations progressed, theoretically some of the gift would become encoded into the DNA,” I said with a shrug of my shoulder. Xander watched me for a moment as he considered what I said. I could nearly see the wheels in his head turning. I would give damn near anything for a peek inside his mind. I would love to see what made him tick.

"You wanna die.... Ehn.... You think you can just die, what about your parents, me, your company." He didn't move, he just stand there, still, staring at me.... While I try to control my emotions. I feel angry, hurt and at the same time sad. "Xavier...." He connects his lips with mine, cutting me shut. (My little chocolatings, given those two a ship name *Xap.* what do you think, or you got a better ship name? Like and comment like always. Wait and also, the next chap is a 18 rated scene, please skip if you don't have a liking for sex scenes. Love yal. ADIOS.)

Alpha Greg swears at them. In the bat of an eyelash xylan is carried out the cell and cave out to the front door where she gets more fresh air and all the open space she could make use of. Finally out of the cell or rather cave, xylan begins to breathe normally as she starts getting normal,fresh air Into her lungs she exhales sharply. Seating up all at once. She looks around to see several pairs of eyes gazing down at her and they feel embarrassed but then she can't place her fingers directly on what has just happened.

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Her hand trembled and her breath became shaky, she didn’t know or understand what she was looking at “Experiment 14_ Cole Meyers_ Chimera testing “X” Experiment 06_ Janette McCurdy_ Werejaguar “X” Experiment 03_ Maddie Cult_ Chimera “X” Were they all dead, what do all these mean? Chimera , Kanima? She flipped from page to page and it goes on like that, the teenagers names and another strange name in front of it. some had x and some didn’t? “Experiment 25_ Roman st. Laurent_ Alpha werewolf “X0” Xo? Now she was just getting even more confused, why did her dad have all these? What is he getting his hands into that involved teenagers her age

XYNETH and Xavy decided to go to the park who was 5 kilometers away from them. They were just using their own foot to walk to their destination. While they were talking, they were also talking some various things. "Mama, what do you mean by Ex? You mention it earlier haven't you?"Xavy asked innocently making Xyneth choked from her own saliva. Since she doesn't want to corrupt his mind at his early age, she answered," Ah... you mean, X? It's from the mathematics something like algebra or whatever it so called."

“You’ve already lost me. I don’t understand you anymore. " “Sebastian Gallagher runs a genetics company called GenetiX, which has a hidden part besides drugs and treatments that could treat or prevent serious diseases. He wants to perfect a serum whose ingredients could speed up the healing process of serious wounds caused in ... werewolves!” I whispered as I approached, not to speak too loudly. However, my confession aroused the laughter of my friend.

he said again but all he got was a buzz. "Smith, where....." a voice came live from the walkie talkie but was cut short with the buzz sound again. "Major Mark do you copy" he said into the talkie again, he's getting impatient. "I'm out" Austin said switching his SCAR riffle to his GP100 .357 revolver and put a big hole in the head of a female infected . "What's going on Smith?" I asked out of frustration. "The signal is weak" he replied trying to connect Major Mark again.

An integrated one required patience. Xander’s hands curled into fists. “You always knew he would surpass us.” “Yes.” The admission was calm. “That is precisely why recklessness would be foolish.” Xavier moved toward a narrow table carved from black stone. Upon it rested archival documents, ancient genealogies, fragmented pack histories, references to Bloodfang lineage buried deliberately centuries ago.