Bones Genius Novels & Stories

It's a purple strapless double head vibrating dildo. I heard Hecate chuckle a little. "I miss seeing you blush my love." Hecate said, then crawled on top of me. Hecate captured my lips into a searing kiss. Then Hecate pulled herself up, kneeling between my parted thighs. I can see her beautiful slender body, my eyes roamed her body. Then as my eyes roamed her body, I can see a tattoo on her ribcage. A tattoo of my name. My name is spelled in Greek.

Welcome to KiNK GeNiUS. If you’ve read The Genius Delta, you already know that Jonathan Silvercloud and Persephone Fayte are not a soft, candlelit, flowers-and-chocolates kind of couple. They are builders. Breakers. Brilliant minds who live in code, systems, and solutions. People who always believed work came first, not because they were cold, but because they were wired to create before they ever learned how to rest. This Valentine’s Day bonus story exists because they proved themselves wrong.

Only one remained untouched—a woman wearing a jagged crown, a hammer resting in one hand while the other cradled an unfinished circlet. Every statue bowed toward the platform. Kaelen knelt beside one of the damaged pedestals and brushed centuries of dust from its base. "There's writing." Lyra stepped beside him. The instant her fingers touched the ancient runes, warmth spread through the broken Bone Crown beneath her cloak. Pale blue light flowed through the weathered inscription until forgotten words revealed themselves. Nine forged. Nine bound. One remained. Lucien studied the glowing text with a doubtful frown. "That's not exactly helpful."

Her strawberry blonde hair, usually a wild halo, seemed to literally bounce around her face, framing those wide, baby blue eyes that were practically shining with all the excitement of a kid on Christmas morning. I just shrugged, nudging a stray oat flake with my spoon. “Meh.” Her bouncing stopped abruptly, as if I’d hit a secret off-switch. Her eyes rounded, going full anime-disbelief. "Meh? Meh?! How could you be so cavalier about doing something so monumental? I mean, today we get to practice magic, Genesis! Not just read about it in dusty old textbooks or memorize endless lists of spells and potions. This is the real deal!"

Brian's POV. I have lost count since Wilson had injured my Millie and had vanished. But as far as I could tell hew as no where near the castle. And I was running low on human meat. I needed more. I would have to go hunting. I would have to leave Millie alone for a while but not for long. I got dressed since it was still snowing outside. I tucked Millie into bed and locked the door so she could be safe. She hasn't been feeling well but her leg was getting better. So I kissed on her on the forehead and headed out to hunt with my gun. I walked for a while before seeing ome human tracks in the snow. With my gun ready at hand I followed them. Before finding a man who was just wondering aroudn in

he explains. "I think I'll be fine," I say brushing it off. "Gargoyle bones are made of different material, you know." "What?" says Bennet surprised. "What do you mean?" "I don't remember the exact specifications, but I know that our bones happen to be much tougher than any other beings' bones. I think they're as hard as diamonds if I remember correctly." "Really?" asks Bennet. I smile. "Really," I say, reaching up and brushing a bit of hair of his forehead. Bennet smiles down at me.

Smith pointed at an MRI scan. “Neurogen nanobots were only supposed to be confined to the cranium, so we never really scanned any of our patients beyond their heads because we didn’t think we needed it,” Dr. Smith stated. “Which is why we didn’t see that Mr. Grace’s Omega biology was being rebuilt.”

We kept eye contact for a while before he talked again, "I wasn't planning on it." Big fucking mistake Mr. Wilson. You just challenged me and the person with nothing to lose is always the most dangerous one. "Come man," my brother wrapped his hand around his shoulder, "let me give you a tour, we'll carry the stuff in later." I walked back upstairs and into my room, I couldn't stop smiling on my way, toying with him was going to be so much fun. Blake's POV John led me into the room in the basement and the moment we got in the room, he pushed me against the wall, he wasn't that much stronger than me but he got me by surprise.

Everything about that bus screamed 'money'. 'What a sumptuous bus this is. I wonder how its interior is?' He couldn't help but admire the fine grand bus which was colored in red. After all, this was his old habit. To appreciate the beauty no matter if it belonged to a person or even a thing. Suddenly, the glass of one of the windows of the other bus slid open, and someone emerged out of it. "Aye! Yooo!! If it isn't the poor and miserable Ghost Busters team!? Eh!?" A guy with black hair tied in a ponytail with a patchy beard came into everyone's view as they heard his mocking voice.