Chemist Stories

(COMPLETED, UNEDITED) It all started with the Project Breinox. All countries were alerted of the spreading BV-18, also known as the brain virus. The government wanted to take an action immediately to prevent this from affecting people so they had come up with a project that could help to cure the carriers of the virus. Five top students, a chemist professor, two scientists and two doctors join forces to make a medicine in altering the dangerous virus from spreading in human's system. During the project, they encountered problems that made things worse. Despite the stumbling blocks, the Breinox project was eventually perfected after many trials, but the process had a cost. A certain person suffered something he shouldn't have and it affected his way of remembering. Language: Filipino, English Started writing: April 6, 2020 Finished writing: May 24, 2020 Book cover photo by ArtZian Genre: Science Fiction

It's the year 3300... but the days are starting to mush together. Time doesn't feel the same... Work the same... It's not the same. Nothing has been the same in the past 1000 years. I lost everything... everything but my emotions, that is. I can't sleep... eat... feel... DIE. Indestructible, incapable... of death. We all are... But for how long...?

I woke up to find myself in a new place. OMG! I'm kidnapped... I can't remember what happened. I try to recall and I just remember her. She pushed a white hand kerchief to my nose. But I'm lying on a bed. I'm not tied. I rushed to the door to check if the door was locked. To my surprise, the door opened and I walked out of the room. Its weird! Where the hell is she? Where is my kidnapper? I saw her watering the plants in her kitchen garden... Seriously? You kidnap a person and not keep them under arrest but, walk around freely? What's going on? Why am I kidnapped? Who the heck is she? Wait a minute! I just note something. Her appearance... Icy-Shock is a romantic-thriller journey which brings a happy reunion of a family. Get ready to travel a happy journey with the book. Note: May have some typing errors. Thanks for checking my work out:)

This story was written to be entered in several writing competitions. Unfortunately, my insecurities did not allow it to even see the inside of my email account. Hence I am posting it somewhere people will read and appreciate it instead of passing judgement on it. The story deals with sensitive subjects. It does not have a description. Please read and leave feedback!

Donovan felt he had always been a "clean" person. He hated regrets or grudges with others, so he tried his best to take the "best" option. After surviving cross country moves, pandemics and chemistry classes, he had thought that he'd developed a keen sense for what was "right". He didn't even flinch when given the chance to escape poverty, even if it was a legally ambiguous option. Yet when death stared him in the face, what part of him thought to accept it, lest a complete stranger meet it's gaze instead? The same stranger who pinned him down and tied him up mere moments prior? His question was answered when what awaited him following the explosion wasn't a white or black void, neither a firey pit, nor angels singing in tandem, but a room resembling his own apartment. Across from him sat a white, humanoid entity, as they both sat in his dining room chairs. Donovan came to the realization that he had only bought two chairs as a formality; he hadn't ever invited guests over, male or female, and so his single room apartment only met the bare minimum of cleanliness. At this thought, he was immediately overtaken with conflicting feelings of hilarity and embarrassment, putting his hands to his face and briefly cringing before slowly- surely- erupting into a fit of laughter, his hands falling away from his face, a culmination of everything that has happened thus far. Donovan's maniacal streak was abruptly ended by something that had firmly lodged itself in his throat, causing his laughing fit to quickly turn into a coughing fit as he attempted to dispense what had caught in his trachea. Suddenly, however, the object left his throat entirely, and before he could identify where it had gone or if it were there in the first place, the being who had sat across from him this entire time lifted their head from their hand and finally began speaking to him. He questioned Donovan not in an impatient or sarcastic tone, but simply one of genuine inquiry. "Are you done?"

Letters to a traveling chemist to his dear wife.

"walang permanente sa mundo pero salamat at naging parte ka ng ala-ala ko"

A short story about a magical artifact.

The chemist attempting to find a green color dye for his painter friend.

All feels. Few realizes. All over the country... Buried inside it every kind of devils... Such obvious plague that lives... In the middle of entire folks... Sean Sevyaro was just in his juvenile among his new family; Edward and Vaughan. In this age which we can't call him proper and deserve, he take a decisive role, being fate of his country for the future... Without the fact that he willing to.

95% People Are Living A Limitation Reality. Their Own Mind Won't Allow Them To See Past A Limit. Which Can Hinder Their Life And Create Them To Struggle And Suffer. Many Beliefs Are Set In Stone So they Will Fight For Their Limits With Out Realising It. This Book Dives Into The Human Mind And Explains How We Got To This Point And How to BREAK FREE. By Author Silver Contreras