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Project Changeling

Leituras 191
Votos 13
Capítulos 6
Tempo 16m

Leituras 191
Votos 13
Capítulos 6
Tempo 16m

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In the blink of an eye, all can be taken from you. 
Your life. 
Your family. 
Your child. 

Such a story can be told, of those who faced such horrible fates. It's called The Switch. Children are taken from their birth parents and replaced by one's with enlightened blood, children who are meant to survive into adulthood. The future of their race depends on the percentage of the perfect switch. 

Female switched with female. 
Male switched with male. 

However, fate is changed when the only pairable match was a newborn girl and a newborn boy. A nearly perfect match.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Amongst the Stars, de Fangirlly02

My lungs and muscles burned. Everything in my body begging me to stop but I had to keep moving. I had to get away. I rather die than go back to that lab but this building was a maze! Never ending hallways and big metal sliding doors that you see in space movies. All I could hear was the patter of my bare feet, heavy breathing, and my heart beating in my ears. "Hey!!! Stop her! Whatever you do, do NOT let her get away!!" A man yelled after me but I couldn't look back. Even as I heard the whoosh of metal doors opening and the thudding of boots chasing after me.

SHIFTING WITH SCIENCE: - INTRODUCING THE DAZZLE METHOD, de HelpingPeopleShift

Reality shifting's dogmatic deterministic critics accuse us of being daydreamers, refusing to believe there is any scientific basis to changing realities, however particle physics is central to the mechanism of transfering our consciousness from one version of ourselves to others, as this article will demonstate, when you read on. Shifting is absolutely logical and totally scientific. Don't be told otherwise! Science can and will ensure you shift. The Dazzle Method is a groundbreaking awake shifting method first publicised on Amino which uses the energy of photons of light to enable our conscious awareness to leave our Current Reality version of ourselves, and successfully shift to our Desired Reality. Using a simple light source such as a torch, a camera flash, or even the light from a phone, we dazzle our eyes, manipulate the light into central orb, and focus in on the Dazzle Spot, affirming the creation of a portal tunnel which will transport us to our alternate reality temporarily or permanently. It's as simple as that. Feel free to share wherever you like, on whichever platform you wish. The method currently has 660 likes of the main shifting Amino. Give it a try. Shifting needs your RAZZLE DAZZLE.....

Children of the Dead, de Pretzel1226

Enver Williams is leading on a normal life but that is all ripped away from her when she is taken from her home town. When Enver comes to realize that there are others like her in more ways than one, she is determined to free herself and her newfound friends from the physiological torment of her closely supervised enclosure. ••• "Do I make you nervous, Enver?" Another idiotic question. "Wouldn't the man who kidnapped you and threatened to kill you make you nervous?" I snap at him. He only smiles an odd, crooked grin. I can make that disappear. "Wouldn't a murder make you nervous?" Now it's my turn to pull the strings. He looks at me with hurt in his eyes. "How many times do I have to say it?" He pauses, I guess hoping for some sort of mercy in my eyes, "I didn't kill her." "Liar!" I shout. "Why won't you believe me?!" "Would you believe yourself?" "It wasn't me who shot her," he sits on a stool, resting his elbows on his knees. "Then how do you know she was shot?" "I saw it. I saw him kill her," his voice was riddled with such pure vulnerability and pain it begged me to believe him. "Who?" I try to sound sympathetic, but it comes out as scared. Maybe, subconsciously, I am scared.

Static, de hattielynn

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

Injected ((RLLY FUCKIN OLD)), de WINELASHES

He can hear them coming. He doesn't know where, but he can hear them from the distance. Their whispers. Clueless of what they're about. Their footsteps. Regardless of where they plan to hide next. But he knows that it's somewhere nearby. And he has an idea of who their next victim is. He must help her. Before she turns into one of them. It's too late to take any risks. He must go soon. But what he was unaware of, was that they already made their next move. ________________________________ They are fast. Quiet. They can speak without moving their lips. No words. Something else. They're hidden beneath the shadows of where we used to be. Right behind your house. Only few can hear them. Ones who shouldn't. They should live normal, happy lives like the rest of us. But they can harshly hear the silent, swift footsteps of the others. The ones that are Injected.

Icarus Born, de LysanderMacleod

Amidst a world teetering on the brink of collapse, Dr. Jackson, a brilliant geneticist, convenes a clandestine assembly of minds. The purpose? To deliberate a chilling proposition: engineer a chosen child, a beacon of hope in humanity's darkest hour. Dubbed "Project Icarus," this audacious plan will, challenge the boundaries of morality and hubris. Jackson is forced to confront the abyss between salvation and damnation, haunted by the weight of his ambition and the specter of his own humanity unraveling. Will he or the others he has recruited to his cause have the tenacity to see their plan through to the end? Or will it fall apart alongside the world around them. Hello! I am a college student who loves to write, this is my attempt at my first novel. It's my hope to be a fulltime writer someday, so any comments or critiques are more than welcome! Chapter five is out!

DNA, de FairySalvatore

In the world too perfect and controlled, there is nothing as love. As soon as the child is born they are DNA is altered to that they make a perfect pair with just one. With no option to fall in love, Trisha Williams is altered by mistake to just simply not match with anyone. A place where every emotion is immaculately controlled and monitored, can Trisha find her emotions or even someone who could entice her DNA?

His Little Flower (18+) (Completed), de KtDark7

*Dark Short Story with triggers including abuse/torture and violence, sexual assault, stalking and home invasion* Someone has been been following me. I never see a face or catch a glance of a shadow but I know somethings not quite right. My life changes forever when I arrive home one day to a nightmare. Just when things seem to be looking up he comes back for me, and this time he wants me for more than just one night. ------ Please note: This is a fictional story. Many, if not the vast majority, of the actions taken by the fictional characters are absolutely not ok in real world, non-fictional settings. This is a dark short story that contains triggers and themes such as kidnapping, graphic sexual assault/ sexual objectification, drugging and abuse/torture. DO NOT continue if you don't enjoy reading that sort of thing in fictional worlds. ------ #1 in: HomeInvasion (January 2024) MatureAudience (January 2024) Heldcaptive (January 2024) Captor (January 2024) #2 in Dark (April 2024) #3 in Force (April 2024) #5 in Force (January 2024) ------ Below are some crisis and help hotlines (US numbers) Suicide, Mental Health Crisis: 988 National Human Trafficking Hotline: 1 888 373 7888 National Domestic Violence Hotline: 1 800 799 7233 Emergency Services: 911

The Switch, de SammyDBunce

Emory John, Evelyn Jacobs, and Erin Jones were all switched at birth. it had been a long night and their names were so similar their nurse hadn't even given it a second thought. Ten years later Evelyn went missing, a year after that she was found dead. Nearly 13 years after they were switched the discovery of what happened that night comes to light, and after a long custody battle, Emory's aunt hands her over to the Jacobs, with a shared custody agreement. since the discovery of the switch however, no one's been able to locate the Jones and inform them of the switch. As Emory begins to learn how to navigate life with her biological family, the Jacobs learn to accept the loss of Evelyn and make a new place for Emory. All while Erin begins to unravel secrets kept by her parents, and makes discoveries that changes everything. told from the prospects of Emory, Aria, Emory's biological younger sister, and Erin.

Lab Rat(18+), de LovedAThousandLives

. Three years. It had been three years since he'd been taken, experimented on, had his DNA altered and became a freak of nature. He knew because he'd managed to peek at the computer when they dragged him into that dreaded room; the one they used to prod, poke and inject him with god-knows-what. He was considered their only success - meaning their illegal tests hadn't killed him or rendered him paralysed, or worse; brain dead. He was subject 254. And he was the only survivor. At least until she - subject 391 - moved into the cell next door. - - 18th June 2018 - Rank 1 #sciencefiction 17th May 2019 - Rank 4 #romance 22nd Feb 2019 - Rank 1 #superpowers -- ** NOW COMPLETED**

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Amongst the Stars

My lungs and muscles burned. Everything in my body begging me to stop but I had to keep moving. I had to get away. I rather die than go back to that lab but this building was a maze! Never ending hallways and big metal sliding doors that you see in space movies. All I could hear was the patter of my bare feet, heavy breathing, and my heart beating in my ears. "Hey!!! Stop her! Whatever you do, do NOT let her get away!!" A man yelled after me but I couldn't look back. Even as I heard the whoosh of metal doors opening and the thudding of boots chasing after me.