Bones Genius Novels & Stories

He don't see my like as mine it's all his. Well I still remember when I see his devil side first time. I still feel bad and I will never forgive myself beacuse of itz beacuse of me someone die. Flashback :- Allen is 14 year old and Ray is 21, one day he came to meet Allen ,but he not alone one of his best friend came with him and his name is King, he is really sweet and nice guy he brings many chocolate for Allen, Allen is really happy to meet him.

Prince Arquen got amazed and ended up buying two to himself. "How about this white flower here?" Prince Arquen ask again the salesman curiously, "Ah...this one is a moonflower, this flower only glows when the moon is up, this glows like the light of the moon" the salesman explained happily. And Prince Arquen got amazed again and bought three for himself. "Wow...the taura kingdom is so wonderful and so amazing, so many incredible things to see and to discover. I am glad I decided to come to check this kingdom out today," Prince Arquen said, walking around looking everywhere like a tourist from another place.

she said, deciding to do her bit to get the damned fool to go. Love him or hate him, he was a good doctor and he really did need a break. Nicole was usually a bit over the top, but in this case, she was absolutely right. “They've been able to get Dr. Simon Webster to replace the doctor that had to be the lecturer,” she said encouragingly. “I would have thought you'd like to hear him talk. He is a very famous neurosurgeon, isn't he?” Genie was taken by surprise by Phoenix's response to her news. He remained frozen in his seat for several seconds, his normally phlegmatic green eyes betraying... what? Astonishment? Surely not shock! What was so shocking about what she'd just told him?

“A missing piece.” Evelyn shook her head. “That’s impossible.” He finally turned toward her, eyes dark with knowledge she didn’t want to hear. “Evelyn, Genesis wasn’t born from a machine. It was born from human data, neural mapping, psychological imprints, stolen identity frameworks, black-market tech no one was supposed to use.” He exhaled sharply. “I didn’t realize how deep it went.” “What does that mean?” “It means Genesis and everything that followed may have fragments of human personalities in it.” He held her gaze. “Fragments it considers… relatives.”

"You know me?" "I know your code," Cassandra took a step closer. The air between them crackled with intellectual electricity. "It's clean. Efficient. But predictable. Just like your father." "Careful," Alex narrowed his eyes. "Insulting my family is a health hazard." "I'm not insulting them," Cassandra turned her tablet to show him a graph. "I'm warning you. Genesis Corp isn't just selling anti-aging cream. They are building a neural network. And they are using this party to scan everyone's brainwaves."

This time she had everything on her side, there was no way anyone was going to take her daughter out of the Vitals' way. "Isn't this excellent?” Gertrudis asked Lucia. Lucia could only look at Gertrudis. That elegant woman who she must have been afraid of couldn't make her stupid; she knew perfectly well that Lucia didn't accept Emma like she would have accepted Paula, a poor stupid woman who didn't even have style. "Yes, yes it is.” "The heir to the company has been born, isn't that fabulous? The company will never be in a better place than the Garza's. The Garza and the Vital, once again united and this one is an unbreakable bond.”

After that, he started his own and returned to the business. “Well said. He was a good man,” Belkov, the man sitting next to Zion, interjected. Belkov was a bulky Italian with more muscle than he knew what to do with. He looked as dangerous as he was, with scars and tattoos covering most of his skin. At this point, I was the only one who looked out of place here. But I liked my odds. “He was,” I replied with a fake smile. “Shall we discuss business already? I don’t have all day,” Zion snapped, abandoning any pretense of politeness.

"Sam, is Kristen hiding because she doesn't want to donate her bone marrow to me?" Violet asked pitifully. She looked like she was on the verge of tears. Samuel ruffled her hair affectionately. "Don't worry. It's just leukemia. Even if Kristen doesn't donate her bone marrow to you, I'll search the entire country to find you a match." Violet pouted and said, "My body didn't show any signs of rejection upon receiving Kristen's bone marrow. The doctor said he's never seen two people with such a high level of compatibility."

She pouted, making her green eyes look all sad and shit. "Oh." Then it clicked cause her eyes lit up. "Wait, that guy who's into the fucked-up minds of serial killers, like you?" She said it like it was a hobby, like collecting stamps or something, not delving into the twisted minds of psychos. This guy had claimed all the theories about serial killers, like Bundy and the like, were bullshit. No connection between the evil they did and their grey matter. Just monsters who got off on hurting others, nothing more, nothing less. Sounded like an arrogant prick, but I'd let him keep thinking whatever he wanted. He didn't know shit about my world, about why I really left Russia. A secret I kept cl