Romans & histoires Evil Geniuses Book

The girl let out a small, terrified whimpering sound that cut straight through my chest. "Wait!" I shouted. I did not step away from Caspian. I knew better than to break his hold. I stayed pressed against his side, my right arm wrapped around his waist, but I lifted my left hand... my bleeding hand... and pointed at the silver-bound book in Helene's right arm. The dark stains on the ancient leather were not old ink. They were my mother's blood. Dried, preserved, but carrying the same genetic frequency that lived inside my own veins. Evelyn had not written a book of curses to be used against her daughter. She had written her life down in her own blood, sealing her memories with First Moon aut

He’d rewritten biology just to feed his obsession with control. And now that entire legacy had gone up in flames. I sat down, ran my hands over my face, and laughed under my breath. “Genius. Absolute genius. He managed to destroy his own empire before anyone could touch him.” The laughter faded into silence. If this were a movie, no one would buy it. If this were a book, readers would throw it across the room. Because all this was fucking insane. I leaned back, staring at the dead screen the reflection of my own face staring back at me. “No sane reader,” I whispered, “would keep reading a story where the villains kill each other before the hero even gets a chance.”

“You are one scary human being. You know that?” Genie could not stop laughing. “I had it all worked out in my head. You fell for it, sucker!” “I’ll get you back, just you wait. The perfect trick, for my revenge. And when I’m done, I’ll write it in my new book.” “Is that all it takes to get featured in your book?” Genie raised a brow. “You are one hell of a woman.”

Opening the first scroll, it reads; " To my baby girl Alvara; " This is the second letter I'll be writing to you. I just want to clarify you of something. Most mutants think the Brotherhood was killed during the war between the Fenris Twins and you might grow up with that thinking too but that isn't the case. Here's what happened exactly;

He cajoled her playfully, then turned to Elvira, "Don't mind Kim, I'm not as bad as she paints me." Elvira smiled, but Keira wasn't at all, amused by their conversation. She was aching to leave the room and be away from their radar, at least until it was time to go home. Andre's acidic glares weren't even helping her relax. He hates my guts, she thought to herself. Imagine, having the guts to come to his party, after slapping him. Who wouldn't hate your guts?

"I'll kill Miles" Guys please read my other co-author books Alpha Lucious, His Purchased wife , Betrayed By My Ex claimed by his father, Alpha Evander's Rejection on G.O.O.D.N.O.V.E.L

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

Nevan was made smarter, agile, authoritative and wise. The two of them began to launch the contents of the mind. A way out with the appearance of the cunning enemy. *** The room is not too cramped. A hand that flipped through a unique book that was slightly dusty. The dark color of the book looks faded by the title. His hands were not smooth, nor did they look dull. But, the eyes are starting to look confusing. “What a strange history book,” Felix muttered glancing around the body of the book.

Tears filled my eyes as they replayed in my head. “My brother was a disgusting pervert, an abnormal freak who had also been possessed by a demon of lust,” I said in a small voice. “He said those words over and over to me till it stuck in my head, as if they were directed at me.” My mind replayed the way I had felt whenever he had opened his mouth to say even a word. And I would feel it deep down inside of my chest. Aiden the disgusting, the pervert, the freak and the demon possessed.

The title of the book was intriguing: “THE LEGACY OF THE MYSTICAL MOON PACK: THE RISE OF THE ALPHAS!” “What a strange title!” I smiled, noting the egocentricity that seemed to be a trademark of this family. “Perhaps arrogance is a trait passed down from generation to generation.” I settled into the dusty chair and began to leaf through the pages of the book. In fact, I was looking for information about my nephew's father and what his lineage brought with it. I was shocked to read the history; each passage was truly terrifying. The alphas of this pack seemed to carry extreme psychopathy and a legacy of bloodshed that spanned generations.