Fantasy Genius Novels & Stories

The girl was none other than I, Rachael Santiago, the daughter of Raphael and Vanessa Santiago. My parents were council members of a secret society of supernaturals, Synx, and the owners of Santiago groups of companies. Supernatural, gifted, or part-human, you name it. In short, humans carry magic in their lineage. We could do stuff other people can only dream of or either pulled in movies. Every member of the special families, or as we called clans, has different and unique gifts of their own. We carried our gift from birth. We could feel it within us. However, due to the incapacity of our human bodies to deal with such extreme powers, we couldn’t control it until we crossed the age of majo

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

There was a cunning look in Fenrir’s eyes that told me he anticipated this. “Chief Fenrir—” Bach tried to stop him only to be cut off. “What purpose is the librarian head if he can’t help us out with something like this?” He leaned in closer, “I heard from the principal that you’re a prodigy—allegedly, so let this be a test for you.” “Fenrir, stop.” I attempted to stop him only to be ignored. “Or is your gift reminiscent of the elementals… sorry, the curse of the dra—"

she was interrupted by Nora. "Reggie is an artist? I had no idea you could draw," she exclaimed. Alice glared at her and cleared her throat. "Back to what I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, the only capabilities that are yet to be known is Nora's," she said. "What is yours?" Nora questioned. "I'm the school newspaper writer, and I also have a very high IQ," Alice grinned. "Well, I kinda know a bit about psychology, so we're more than okay to solve this mystery. That's if we all work together," Nora said.

A second night. Her stomach clenched at the need that suddenly clawed through her. Stupid, she fiercely told herself. Magic could never be recaptured. It would be different, a second time around. In fact, it might even spoilt he memory she had of him. Better that he was caught up in other things elsewhere. The only problem was, she couldn't get interested in other men, despite her sister's best efforts to couple her with quite a few reasonably attractive prospects. Favour thought she'd been too scarred by her long relationship with Robert , but it was actually Collins Templeton who got in the way, making other men seem hopelessly pale in comparison.

Levi took great offense. "It's just talking about someone I don't know" Gael reflected of his behavior, can his friend bring a genius like the one he has described, someone so capable and extremely good. "That genius is the wonder humanity needs, I've seen his work. I can assure you he does amazing" when Levi was talking excitedly. Levi's phone rang, he received a call from Alisha's tutor, as soon as he answered he was shocked. "What?" Upon learning that his genius wanted to cooperate with the Mystic company.

“And you wanted me to notice.” “Yes.” He hooked his fingers into her thong and dragged it down her thighs, letting it pool at her ankles. Cool air hit her soaked pussy. He groaned softly. “Look at you. Dripping down your legs already.” One thick finger traced her seam, gathering wetness, then pushed inside without warning. She moaned, pushing back. He added a second finger, pumping slow and deep, curling to hit that spot that made her knees buckle. “You’ve been fantasizing about this, haven’t you?” he said against her ear, leaning over her. “About me bending you over my desk and fucking you raw while the campus walks by outside.”

I know how to make more money than you can count! "Those greedy, corrupt people, parasites who live off other people's blood. I remove them and take back the wealth they stole. "What's wrong with that? I'm delivering justice!" "Justice?" I let out a cold laugh and crouched in front of her. "Don't use justice as an excuse for having no limits. "You killed Amelia Fernandez because her husband owed loan sharks money. And while you were at it, you stole the gold. "You killed that elderly corporate spy because the information she'd swallowed could be sold for a fortune.

I guess that would be too simple, or maybe they are taking precautions. "Are you ready?" Mother Agnes asks me. I nod my head yes and then answer her. "Yes, I am as ready as I will ever be for this." She moves the book over to me. There is a picture of Mother Agnes with her husband. Underneath, it says Charlie. "This is my grandfather?" I ask, pointing at him. Obviously, it has to be. "Yes, he was a hunter, and I am a witch," Mother Agnes says.

“You must be a predicted or a genius in guessing.” Whoa!”she exclaimed while she clapped her hands. “Don't rejoice yet, listen to my judgement. Before you rejoice.” “Okay, I'm all ears.” She said with so much joy. “You are a genius in guessing wrong theories.” AisshAiAissh!ssh”she screamed out in disappointment. “That is bad.” “So about the creatures, why did it catch fire and varnished into thin air. Someoome has "“Someone has created them in order to usurped my father from the throne.”