What Happens At The Ending Of The Philadelphia Experiment?

Turning rogues into tamed beasts, it's a near-impossible job, but nothing is impossible anymore. Melody was a loved sister, a kind soul until the sickness got the best of her. Doctor James made it his life mission to heal those rogues, to bring them back to society. Would he and his crew be able to bring Melody back, or would they break her in the journey? This story contains cgl,ddlg, fluff! Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.

What if humanity’s cruelest monster is the only one who can save you? In the toxic slums of Sector 4—far beneath the glittering glass domes of the elite city—there is only one rule: keep a low profile and stay alive. Jada is a master of survival. From the scraps discarded by the upper class, she builds everything she needs to exist in this merciless world. But during a brutal raid by the ruling Consortium, her identity scanner suddenly flashes a blood-red alarm. The verdict is neither prison nor death. It is: Sector Omega. Sector Omega is a myth born of whispered nightmares. It is the Consortium’s deepest underground laboratory, where the authorities breed genetically mutated supersoldiers. Jada is thrown into a pitch-black cell as a "calming companion" for the most dangerous experiment of all: Subject Zero. He calls himself Kael, and he is the Apex. An unstoppable beast, engineered for war in the toxic outer world—a nightmare of muscle, claws, and blinding rage. Every woman sent into this cell before Jada never left it alive. Yet, when the monster attacks from the shadows and lunges at her, he suddenly halts. The beast catches a scent. In the rebellious scavenger, Kael sees no prey—he recognizes his destined mate. With a single, guttural "Mine," Jada’s fate changes forever. Certain death transforms into a perilous alliance. Kael vows to protect his mate with his life, while Jada discovers the man hidden beneath the monster. To escape the cruel Consortium, they must ignite a bloody rebellion together—one that will shake the dystopian world beneath the dome to its very foundations. For an Apex does not share. Tropes: Sci-Fi Dystopia, Werewolf Romance, Fated Mates, Touch Her and You Die.

Yvonne Xander had three of her ribs broken before she finally managed to escape from the mental asylum. After she escaped, the first thing she did was to sign the agreement to donate her body after her death. “Miss Xander, we must let you know that this is a special donation. Your body will be used to test a new chemical reagent. By then, there might be nothing of you left.” Yvonne pressed down on her aching chest. Her broken ribs made her voice sound like a broken ventilator. With great difficulty, she grimaced. “Just what I want.”

This action thriller will catch you right from the beginning. Human cloning is strictly prohibited, or so we thought. This is the story of Dr. Julius Hansen, renowned scientist, whom the religious group called "The Second Coming" makes the proposal to clone Jesus of Nazareth, using the DNA from the sudarium of the Cathedral of San Salvador in Oviedo, Spain. At first he refuses, but his scientific curiosity and attraction to the unknown make him secretly accept the request. But when the boy reaches his first year of life, Dr. Hansen decides to run away with him so as not to subject him to any kind of religious fanaticism, and both disappears for four years. Now Joseph, the clone of Jesus, is five years old and Dr. Hansen decides to come out of hiding under pressure from a dangerous satanic sect and an extreme religious group who manage to locate them, unleashing a ruthless hunt to catch them and murder the clone child. Fortunately, on their way they meet former marine David Cranston, who decides to protect them using his military knowledge and experience in the war in Afghanistan, leaving a trail of death in his wake. In this scenario, detectives Mark Forney and Doris Ventura of the New York Police, will investigate the motive, still unknown to all, of the deaths in the city, while a sagacious journalist tries to anticipate them with the exclusive of her life. Meanwhile, without being fully aware of it, Joseph will develop important "skills" that only someone like him can have, changing the lives of the people around him and showing that his birth may be part of the many plans God has for this world. A fast-paced story full of action and emotion, developed as a trilogy. This is book One.

Doctor Elara Voss, a genius genetics and neuroscience level scientist was frozen for 25 years due to a rare illness. Before she was frozen her eggs were taken and secretly used in an illegal elite reproduction program, due to the rareness of the genes her eggs carry. Now she wakes up after 25 years to discover what was done to her, and then she also finds out that she has multiple children with different fathers scattered across the globe. In her journey to find the truth of what really happened to her 25 years ago, she also finds out that there are more secrets she has to uncover, and more danger is still coming her way. Will she be able to save herself, and find the identity of all her kids?, and will she be able to find love in the midst of all the chaos?.

When I was born, the nurse handed me over to my parents, and the smiles on their faces instantly vanished. Hovering over their son's smooth head was a line of numbers that no one else could see. 6570 days. It was exactly 18 years. Not a day more, not a day less. The nurse thought they were just nervous first-time parents, but my parents knew the truth. That number was my lifespan. While everyone else in the delivery room was celebrating a new life, my parents were staring at my death. For the next 18 years, I was the most precious person in the family. No matter how poor we were, the eggs were always mine, the new clothes were always mine, and the meat was always mine. My younger sister could only look on enviously. My parents often told her, "Let your brother have it. He doesn't have much time left." I was well-behaved from a young age, never causing trouble, quietly waiting to die. On my 18th birthday, I blew out the candles and said a sincere goodbye to the world. The next day, my parents and sister, dressed in black clothes, walked into my room with swollen eyes. I rubbed my eyes, smiled at them, and said, "Good morning." The air froze. The sadness on their faces slowly turned into astonishment, then coldness.