Extraordinary Genius Novels & Stories

Gabriella whispered while wiping the sauce that stained the corners of her son's lips. "Three years old," Cayden gave the more complete answer. A second later, ignoring Mr. Hunt's amazed expression, he devoured the spaghetti that had been stuck at the fork. Meanwhile, the old man sighed in disbelief. "Three years old? How can a child this young be so articulate?” "That's because Cayden Evans is a genius toddler, Dad," Greta explained while adding potato slices to her parent's plate. "Genius?" Hearing the grandfather's doubts, Julian spontaneously nodded. “Both of his parents have high IQs. It's not surprising that Cayden is also a genius. At such a young age, he can even recognize all the le

"Is it possible that Ashton created this divine ability himself?" Jaden and Thomas thought to themselves. They glanced at one another with profound shock in their eyes. They had never encountered such a defensive divine ability—and it appeared exclusive to Ashton. "How could he invent a divine ability when he's not even in the divine realm? How absurd!" Maxwell's face contorted in total disbelief. Jaden narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "It shouldn't be possible, but there exist a select few geniuses in this world who transcend all rational explanation."

Niven asked. “Yes, she is. She is the best out there. No one has been able to break her codes.” Daniel announced. “That is another thing that Angus has no idea about. I am a genius. The guy that mother had me living with realized when I was three or so that I was smart. I did not pay attention that well in kindergarten and first grade. They thought that I had a learning disability, but that was far from the truth. My mother and the guy I was living with met with the principal and a few of the teachers. One of the teachers was a math teacher that taught seventh and eighth graders. He had a math book with him. While the adults were talking, I began to solve the problems in the math book. The p

He picked up the microphone and, with confidence, said, "I know many people here doubted my son and opposed my methods of education, but geniuses have always been misunderstood. After ten years of painstaking efforts in educating my son, he's now on a starting line ahead of all his peers. I am excited and proud! I now invite all of you to witness the birth of a genius!" Jason gestured towards a corner of the stage, and the people controlling the projector, whom he had presumably bribed, projected the score-checking website onto the big screen. As Shawn's ID was inputted, everyone held their breath.

Greg was an extraordinary genius, unmatched by ordinary individuals. The crowd’s expressions grew complicated. With such a prodigy among them, they felt they had little chance of competing for the treasures within the secret realm. The thought alone brought a pang of bitterness. Such a genius was truly intimidating. “Who do you think is stronger? Adrian or Greg?” Suddenly, someone’s voice cut through the murmurs. This question stunned the crowd. Comparing two great talents was considered taboo. Both were peerless prodigies, and pitting them against each other was akin to challenging their pride. No genius liked to admit inferiority.

“Don’t make this ugly.” Ugly? I quit MIT for him. I learned to cook his mother’s soup. I knelt when she called me trash. I buried his child alone while he was inside Celine. And _I_ was making it ugly? I looked past him. At Celine. At her hand on her stomach. _His baby._ “You’re due in March?” My voice was flat. Celine blinked. “What?” “The baby. You’re five months. March due date.” Lucas’s fingers twitched on my jaw.

he stated. “Look?" I questioned, carrying a plate of meat to the back porch. “Yes. They only look clean. Not even the IRS would think to audit this guy. But they are a bunch of stupid pencil pushers. Whereas I am a brilliant mad genius werewolf,” he said. I could hear him holding back an evil cackle when he called himself a made genius.

Jaylene, less adept at hiding her emotions, questioned incredulously, "How is this possible? We've been trying for years and couldn't do it. How did she manage?" Stella, feeling a sense of pride, raised her eyebrows at Jaylene, "Why wouldn't it be possible? Haven't you heard the saying? Genius is 99% effort and 1% talent, but that 1% talent is the most crucial, even more so than the 99% effort; that's the power of innate talent."

Andrew immediately tried tracing him but the trail was cold. Staring at the ‘Not Interested’ that appeared on his screen, Andrew’s mouth twitched with annoyance. Just how bad had his name become to receive so many rejections recently? However, he was surprised by this 001’s capability. He tried tracking his identity during their brief conversation but it was to no avail. This 001 might truly be a genius seeing as he could block all his advances. Furthermore, 001 had the boldness of a reclusive expert since he rejected his offer so decisively despite the fact that he knew who he was dealing with. True genius is always a little eccentric. After this short episode, Andrew’s interest in this 001

“I’m going to make you proud, Mommy. Everyone will remember my name.” I didn’t doubt it for a second. Elliot was extraordinary. Every teacher, every counselor, every specialist we’d ever seen had said the same thing: his mind worked in ways far beyond his age. At six years old, he was already solving twelfth grade math problems and reading Shakespeare for fun. Not because he had to, but because he wanted to understand the world in all its depth. He was curious about everything. Philosophical at times. Sometimes even frighteningly intuitive. I used to wonder if it would be too much to call him a genius—but I’d stopped wondering a long time ago.