Aladdin Connect Genie Novels & Stories

“Then you have to do as I say. Tell him, Malik.” “If you want to not keep this little cute being, then you have to listen to Genie and do as she says.” Malik advised. “Fine. You’re the boss. I’ll get you that list by the end of today.” “Do not forget to leave any name out. A year and Nine, eight, seven months ago is where we start from. But I have to give it to you, you have one hell of a cute baby girl,” Genie said. “It comes from having good genes,” Zayed smiled smugly.

Alec raised his brow and took the device. “It’s how they got into and out of my building. It’s also probably how they got a drop on Azriel.” I explained. “It bears the mark of the Weaver family. Which means it was designed by and built by Daniel Weaver.” As we stepped out of the elevator, my phone pinged. I quickly took it out to check the message and felt my heart race. I stopped and pressed my free hand to the wall for support. “Silvercloud? What is it?” Logan asked.

Waverly sent back, already walking in the direction of Yvette’s home. Alpha and Aldric everything is good with the fencing. I’ve got it down to an instant change over from normal power to solar. There is a ten second delay from when the generator takes over from the original power. If the sun is out we will not even see the delay. It will transition from solar to generator smoothly. That is the best I can do. Waverly mind linked them. Good job Waverly. Aldric said instantly. Thank you get some rest. Rhett sent to Waverly.

They both kept arguing like children for a while, before Alden decided to pay attention to his phone. “Jordan. It’s late,” he entered firstly. “What did you say?” I questioned. “Uhmm nothing. What do you want?” he took back his words and my lips twitched. Coward. “Block Nate off from being able to reach Genesis. And link her phone to mine, I want to be able to see and hear all she does,” I instructed. “Wait…what?” “Don’t your trust her anymore?” Aiden entered even before Alden could speak.

Sighing heavily, he raked a hand through his bouncy locks, combing them with his fingers. “Damn it.” Xander was regretting but his hands were tied. To accomplish his goal, he must continue the act even if it projects him as the bad guy. Fishing out his phone from the pocket of his pants, he then dialed a number. “Giselle, get the car. We will be leaving for the site inspection.” *****

He gulped down in scare and stylishly took his wand. " Azarath Metrion Zinthos! " He exclaimed and pointed the wand at Corbin, trying to cast a spell on him but Corbin was fast enough to use his power to snatch the wand from him. Smirking in satisfaction, he fastened his grip on the wand and it turned to ashes. This was one thing Alastair was sacred of, the fact that his power is nothing compared to that of a Genie. He covered himself with his cafe and made to vanish but Corbin using his power and without much effort grabbed him by the neck and hauled him to himself.

“I have heard a lot about you and I said to myself, this girl needs a genie to help her in her daily activities.” “And what help will you be giving to me?” “I will be granting your wishes,” he answered simply. “Is that so, what is in it for you?” “Genies don’t have requests.” “I doubt that, I can remember Aladdin’s genie wanted to be free,” I smiled.

As if she wished every single one of us were dead. I was jerked off my thoughts when I felt my sister's hands tap my shoulders. "Huh?" "Pay attention to the game, Anna. You're losing", Amelia said between giggles. "Can you stop giggling? It's distracting me", I turned to Amelia who only giggled harder, "You're so annoying". I smiled.

No problem. "One more thing. This is the most important part. Keep me updated on your physical condition. I've decided to establish a team to develop the GeneX Pill." Ewan tossed a small communicator to Gideon. "This is my clan's communication device. It's the most advanced communicator in the world. It can contact me from almost anywhere."

His dark, slightly too long hair and aquamarine eyes against tan skin and a muscled body were like a digital painting. Each of his wrists was tattooed in black tribal cuffs. To the general population the tattoos didn't say much, except maybe he'd gone through a rebellious phase. But to those who understood the supernatural world, the marks declared Laeddin was a genie. Laeddin didn't wear the normal attire for a genie. He had on a faded pair of jeans and red tee shirt, the kind that cost six hundred bucks a piece. Behind him was his white Mercedes convertible. The top was still down due to the unseasonably warm weather we were having.