Sci-Fi Erotica Romance
Date Published: 1/28/2014
Old earth has been deemed unsuitable for life, New Earth is home. With the Uni-Wars over, races have joined together in order to sustain their way of life. All life was considered worth saving, but only one race failed to submit. Humans.
Now extinct, humans are a thing of the past. The people of New Earth won’t acknowledge their hand in their eradication, but they have benefited from it. Dr. Vaggo Blackmore has found the answer, he’s restored his races way of life- sustenance through farming. The one thing that will give them back their long lives….. Blood, human blood.
Biologically engineered in a lab, Genesis Blackmore has always been different. Her father has told her it’s due to her enhancements, the Federated Council sees her as a genetic mutation; and her fellow peers see her as the shiny new toy. Gen has had better days.
Everyone on New Earth has milky white skin, platinum blonde hair, and electric blue eyes. It’s the norm. Genesis’ glossy, black hair, ice blue eyes ringed by gold, would have almost made her socially acceptable- if it wasn’t for her golden skin and blue, gold veins. In a sea of milky white she alone is the dark anomaly.
All Pars get their life’s nourishment through blood plasma. All Pars find their match through the tasting. Gen can do neither, forbidden by her father to do so. She can neither taste, nor be tasted. Something that’s never bothered her until now.
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An additional 30K added to the short story that originally appeared in Romantic Tales: Bedtime Stories Season One
Vaggo smiled down at the squirming infant in his arms. Genetics was a tricky thing, but he’d finally gotten it right. The infant was perfect in every way. It hadn’t mattered what the final outcome produced gender wise, as long as everything inside worked. What he’d gotten was a perfect little miracle, with ice-blue eyes surrounded by a golden circle, and a crown of silky black hair. Her skin a beautiful honey-almond, shimmered under the fluorescent lights. He’d yet to give the infant a name and didn’t know if he should.
A flawless face stared up at him in recognition. Beneath her skin he could see flecks of gold and blue veins, intertwined as they pulsed with life. An oddity he was sure, but out of her oddness was perfection.
He’d copied the genetic code from old text books that he’d gathered from the science section at the Hall of Records. The books pre-dated the first Uni-war. The pages had been unmarred by time and soiled fingers, still legible and clear. How she ended up looking unlike her kind was an anomaly. But she was growing at an accelerated rate and it concerned him. What if she died due to her rapidly aging body and he wasn’t able to harness her genetic material in time for proper research? What if she fell ill? Vaggo stared down at the restless baby and decided then and there that he wouldn’t allow for either of those possibilities to occur. She was his and he would keep her alive, always. The baby needed a name, and only one would do.Genesis.
January 14 - January 21
One of Tigris’ fondest memories, was in the sixth grade, when her teacher read her story, “The Case of The Missing Pepperoni”, out loud to the class. It was then she decided she wanted to be a writer when she grew up. But like all childhood dreams, reality has a way of crashing in and disrupting plans. But her imagination and the voices inside her head never stopped talking. Every dream she could remember was jotted down in her dream journals.
Tigris is currently working on the Shadow Unit Series, Romantic Tales: Bedtimes Stories, and has expanded on the Genesis Project which will now be a trilogy introduced in 2014.
Tigris is a military brat who’s done her fair share of travelling, thanks to her Army father. She’s married to the infamous LL and has three boys. She currently resides in Houston and is actively seeking a book-buddy for the end of the world.
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