Ethel Cain Genius Novels & Stories

“Entertaining. Distraction. Intelligence.” Ava raised a brow. “You want us to seduce intel out of someone?” Cain appeared then, stepping into the room like a storm cloaked in control. “Not someone,” he said, “*men* who think they’re smarter than me. You smile, you tease, you touch—but you don’t get f**ked. Not unless you want to.” His eyes landed on Grace last, his voice dipping low. “And some of you look like you’re already dangerously close.”

"You're still thinking about her." "I can't stop. None of it makes sense. Helena was the most ethical person I knew. She built Eidos to help people—medical diagnostics, climate modeling, educational tools. She used to say that AI without ethics was just warfare by other means. And now she's working for Marcus Calloway. The same Marcus Calloway who tried to destroy your family. The same Marcus Calloway who—" I stopped, the pieces suddenly clicking into place. "Oh god." "What?"

"The Entity was created by your mother." Ethan didn’t flinch. The cold, sociopathic calm that had settled over his features was impenetrable. He turned away from her, systematically loading a secondary magazine for the heavy kinetic rifle. But the stark rigidity of his shoulders betrayed him. "Cassandra Vale wasn't just a mother," Ethan said, his voice stripped of all warmth. "She was the architect of early quantum predictive modeling. Before the markets digitized, before algorithms decided elections, she saw the math behind human behavior. She believed chaos could be cured."

After several minutes of contemplation, she remembered the slave auction where she had met Cain. "That's right, I can use it to divert some of the attention from House Windsor," Elen said, a sly grin forming as she clenched her teeth. Rubbing her wrist, a cross mark appeared on her skin. "Cain, I need you." A dark light flickered in Elen's room, and suddenly Cain appeared, now dressed casually, his features more distinct than when Elen had first met him at the auction. Cain had a sharp jawline, intense brown eyes, and black hair.

Calvin immediately showed it off to his men, "Look! We've received five billion dollars." One of his men beamed, "Then let's capture Ethan, Boss." Calvin shook his head, "Not now." The man frowned, "Why, Boss? Doesn't Rain want us to hurry?" "That's not the problem. He gave us two days. But ... remember, Ethan has powers far above ours, so we can't use physical force to capture him," Calvin said. Another one of his men asked in confusion, "Then ... how can we capture Ethan if we don't use physical force, boss?"