Former Genius Novels & Stories

Nalan Wushuang looked at the two men and laughed, but she did not know what Qin Haodong was going to do. Quickly, Qin Haodong released Ma Wenzhuo, but his eyes were still staring at him. Kylin Genius! Ma Wenzhuo was so lucky that he not only possessed the Genius which was rare to see even in a thousand years, but also was the Kylin Genius ranked eighth in the legendary ten Geniuses. Don't underestimate the Kylin Genius just because it ranked eighth, because the top ten Genius were legendary beings. Every Genius could sweep thousands of troops when cultivated to the extreme.

“Master Woods, I didn’t think that your son would be so capable. It isn’t an exaggeration to call him a genius, right?” Old Master Hunt commented after seeing Nash. “Heh. I don’t know what you mean, Old Master Hunt!” Nash chuckled after he heard that. Before, he would have been worried by the old man’s words. Now though, he had no reason to fear the Hunt family. “Oh, it’s nothing. We just heard rumors that your son killed both of my grandsons!” Old Master Hunt gave a frosty smile. “With that fighting power, your son is truly the Number One Genius among the younger generation. Who else has the right to that title?”

Kate already did professional modeling, and she also owned her own children’s modeling and acting company, she had many adults who were running it now, because of her age, but she was the CEO and she had the finial say on everything. Like their father and mother all the children’s IQ were higher than your average genius. Most of the adults that she had hired to teach them could only teach them from the beginning of any subject which was all it took for them to understand and already know what to do. Vangeline ended up hiring other genius teachers to help their children.

A few nods followed. "Now…" She glanced at her tablet. "Let us begin." She called the first name. A man stepped forward. Dark-skinned. Curly hair. Sharp eyes. His presence alone drew attention. "He comes from Zeravia," the host introduced. "Known across the industry as…" "The Black Genius." A ripple spread through the crowd. Some gasped. Others straightened. He was a name known globally. Ranked at the very top in gemstone artistry. Even those who had spoken to him earlier—

"To go against the Schulz family, we need to proceed with caution and really discern all matters with wise judgment and thoroughly. We can't just judge things by the cover and assume that everything is of superficial value only." Clayton quickly stood up, clasped his fists, and bowed. "Father, your son here is ignorant. Please enlighten me!" Jeremiah shook his head slightly, and the thought of Curtis suddenly appeared in his mind again. He sighed. ‘My eldest son, Clayton, although a brilliant and talented man, is still far from being a genius. As such, he tends to be unable to grasp more complex matters. Curtis, on the other hand, is literally a genius of his own league. He isn't the kind th

He tentatively called out, "Grandpa, Grandma..." Upon hearing Alexander's voice, Anna's heart melted. She bent down, gently touched Alexander's little cheek, and asked with a soft tone, "Noah, it's been so long since you've seen Grandma. Do you miss Grandma?" Even though she knew she wouldn't get a response, she couldn't help but ask whenever she saw Noah. After all, he was her only grandson, and despite speaking less, he was incredibly clever and intelligent.

The old man hit a button that filled the hallway with a shrill buzz as the door at the end opened. Stepping through the doorway I inhaled the scent of hard work and testosterone. This was the kind of gym that had been my home away from home when I was young. While Oren was busy building a name for himself and doing anything to get rich, I was left to my own devices. It didn't matter how much money I had or what deals my father was brokering if I couldn't stand up for myself.

I'll make them choke on it. The chilly light of computer displays made Theodore's studies shine. He leaned forward, his towering body hunched over the keyboard like a predator. His eyes sparkled with the keen silver that distinguished him as a Kensington. His thin fingers typed with steady accuracy, and each hit was planned. He had taken over his father's economic empire, but his understanding of code—learned in secret from Gabrielle, the family's former enemy—was his own weapon. He whispered to himself, "These kinds of encryptions always hide something worth bleeding for."

Just the man I saved—and the man who was currently breaking my heart. ​"What are you doing here, Mr. Cromwell?" I asked, my voice trembling. "The 'Legacy' is inside." ​"The Legacy is a lie," he said, taking a step into the moonlight. "And you shouldn't be talking to Velez. He’s a vulture, Hannah. He doesn't want your talent. He wants to take the only thing I have left that's real." ​He didn't call me 'Martin.' He didn't mention the footage. He just stood there, the distance between us filled with the things he was too proud to say.