Riko is the last and most lethal product of the Alpha Protocol-a program she never picked, created in secret and sealed with betrayal-in a broken world ruled by hybrid werewolves born from genetic warfare. Haunted by fractured memories and sought by her own kind, riko reveals the terrible truth: the lady who made her is not just her maker; she is the one who ruined all she cherished. Riko is torn between revenge and survival and must choose whether to embrace the beast inside or change the destiny inscribed in her blood. But in a world where loyalty is bought and love is weaponized, trusting anyone could be her last mistake.
New Kyoto floated like a fantasy above a dying planet.
Lifted above most of its inhabitants, magnetic arrays older than most of them hold a tangle of arc-light towers and sweeping terraces aloft in the sulfur-laced stratosphere. Below, the once-blue Earth is sprawled in ruin, fractured, overrun by nature too strange to name. Riko Ayane stared down from the Skyplate sector balcony of her lab with the chilly indifference of a person taught to view a world in data points rather than dust.
She said, seeing the brown clouds whirling like bruises, blackened gusts swaying upward, turning the skies to ash. Still, from up here it felt like a long-ago memory-nature's fury at what mankind had done. She could sense the storm even if it was far away. Her bioglass flashed silent warnings, showing the system. Still, it was just another day.
She faced away from the view, the shadows thrown by the jagged horizon stretching over the cold white walls of her laboratory.
Her communication tab chimed. Her concentration was interrupted by the soft hum of the device, and she looked down at the arriving message.
SUBJECT DELIVERY: Cryo Batch #48B Cleared for gene probe testing.
She frowned. The name rang a bell. Though this one was unusual, cryo batch samples usually come out rather routinely. The genetic material was ancient, retrieved from the ruins of the pre-Collapse era, the old world.
She slid her gloves on and headed to the main table where a tiny, frost-coated case lay waiting, held by two floating drones. Riko's caught her breath in her throat. She knew that code. It was a rare specimen-a biological relic intended for the most profound research.
She saw a glass vial containing thick amber liquid inside as the case opened, and a cold wave of air followed. Suspended like a ghost in mid-flight, a strand of fragmented yet clearly intact DNA was within the fluid.
Riko zoomed in and changed her bioglass.
"Too intact," she whispered, hardly audible. "Where did they haul you up?"
The sample arrived with no origin information-only a series of numbers indicating coordinates in the Mongolian Wastes, a desolate area unaltered since the geothermal rupture of 2118.
Running a battery of diagnostic scans, Riko's fingertips raced over the terminal. The findings flashed on screen-first unstable, then stable. Her inhalation gasped in disbelief.
This ... this was not just a usual ancient gene. It was a mirror match to something she believed had disappeared long ago.
Her heart rate rose as she double-checked the DNA strand. A dormant, unlisted line buried in her genetic data-hidden, unnoticed-is Gene WZ-219. She then came to understand what it meant.
She was not considering a historical artefact. She was observing her own reflection in an old mirror.
"How...?" she murmured, her voice shaky.
As she gripped the vial, her fingers shook. Her body's reaction-and the data-did not lie. This was the gene present in her own cells.
No. This couldn't be real. But Riko came to one awful reality as the truth sank upon her. She had only found the gene guiding a lineage of superior humans long ago erased from history. The Lupomorphs.
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
[Cute Baby + Secret Identity + Powerful hero and heroine!] Caroline loved Damian with all her heart for five whole years. She devoted herself to him and lived humbly for his sake. However, when the couple faced a crisis, she hoped that the news of her pregnancy would fix their marriage, but what she got in return was just a divorce agreement. And to make things worse, while she was about to give birth, she had fallen into someone's trap and her life was in danger. After managing to survive such a harrowing experience, she was determined to cut all ties with the man. Five years later, she re-emerged with her head held high, being the CEO of a famous company. Those who used to bully her now got a taste of their own medicine. And the truth about the past gradually surfaced... Dazzled by Caroline's newfound confidence, her ex-husband wanted to get back together with her, but she just turned a blind eye to his advances. Damian pleaded desperately, "Honey, our baby needs both his parents. Please remarry me!"