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

"You could be half?" "Why are you bent on insisting I'm a fairy?" "Because you don't seem like any of the people here." Alexis was stunned when she heard his answer. She recalled Angela's words, 'every generation they produce a genius', it seemed like Joshua might be the one. 'But, isn't he a bit eccentric?'

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.

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—"

What kind of extraordinary son did Ethan produce? ***

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.

In Myles' impression, Severin was a genius alchemist who broke through the seventh floor of Alchemy Tower some time ago, so it was surprising to find out he was also a genius in swordsmanship! A cultivator would be considered a genius if he had top talent in a certain area. Take Celeste for example, who became the fifth core disciple due to her genius talent in alchemy, or Raymond, who became the fourth core disciple because he could rely on his Element Constitution to speed up his training.

“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.”