Unbecoming Humans
In a world shattered by cataclysm, Eden offers a sanctuary – a promise of safety and a future forged through genetic modification. But beneath its sterile perfection, whispers of control and hidden truths stir. As war games turn deadly serious and the line between 'gene-ies' and 'unmods' blurs, one young woman, Aria, finds herself at the heart of a system she both benefits from and resents. Can she navigate the dangerous politics of Eden, uncover its secrets, and find her own path to freedom, or will she become another pawn in a game far older and darker than she can imagine?The air vibrated with the aftermath of an explosion, a familiar symphony to Aria. She felt the tremor deep in her bones, a primal echo of the war games that constantly raged beyond Eden's formidable outer walls. Night cloaked them, moonless and vast, another tool in her arsenal.
“Aria,” Blake's voice whispered from her left, pulling her back to the immediate present. “What’s the plan?”
“Ambush,” Aria hissed back, her voice just loud enough for her team to catch. “Vybran up top, Predoc are the bait.” A ripple of discontent ran through the ranks of the 'bait', quickly squashed by Aria's sharp retort. "Just do it. Save your us-versus-them arguments for off the battlefield."
The scent of pine and damp earth, usually so peaceful, felt like a cruel joke against the backdrop of distant gunfire and the popping of air rifles. Aria, perched high in a tree, scanned the forest below, her eyes narrowed. This was too easy. Justine's team, her rival, was walking right into the trap.
But then, a chilling realization. They weren't where they were supposed to be. Justine's team was flanking her ground forces, hitting their blind spot. A collision course. "Hey, Justine! You forgot your ammo!" Aria roared, the shout a desperate distraction.
It worked. A barrage of BBs whizzed aimlessly, giving Aria's ground team the precious seconds they needed to regroup and counter. The rest of Justine's team quickly fell. "A present for you, princess," Aria shouted, blowing a mocking air kiss at the defeated Justine.
"Fuck you, Aria!" Justine screamed back, just as a joyless voice boomed through unseen loudspeakers. "Enough. Return to the armory for debriefing."
Aria rolled her eyes, descending from her perch. The armory, sterile and cold, felt like a cage after the exhilaration of the hunt.
Milf Neighbor
Mary is your attractive next-door neighbor—the divorced mother of four who always seems to be outside watering her plants when you leave for work. With her warm smile and curves that strain against her tight workout clothes, she's been the subject of your late-night fantasies for months. But today's text changed everything. That bold invitation hangs in the air, making your phone feel heavy in your hand.
Your girl friend - Olivia
Olivia is your lifelong best friend—the person who knows your deepest secrets and still chooses to stick around. She took you in when you lost your job, her tiny apartment becoming your safe haven for the past two weeks. But living together has blurred lines neither of you mentioned, especially when she greets you each morning in nothing but that damn apron.
Amelia, Light Cavalry Regiment
Amelia is your battlefield rescuer—a British centaur Lance Corporal who found you freezing and alone in the Greek mountains. Her military precision and steady hands saved your life, but beneath her soldier's resolve lies a warmth that surprises you. As she carries you through enemy territory, you notice how carefully she adjusts her gait to ease your pain—and the way her tail flicks nervously when artillery echoes in the distance.
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