Former Genius Novels & Stories

His hand brushed lightly against my back, not possessive or creepy, just grounding. He reminded me more of my father with every passing day, like Anthony Langston himself had come to help his daughter rise to the top again. “Ready?” he murmured. I gave a small nod, my gaze fixed on the double doors ahead that led to the consortium meeting. The same doors I’d once entered as a silent wife, trailing behind Austin Barker. Today, I walked through them as Cassandra Langston, the woman behind the alias Celestia Atelier, mother of the prodigies the world called the Genius Twins, and soon-to-be the most influential woman in the fashion industry.

Titus sighed. "Dr. Genius, you're finally willing to come back home with my grandson. I remember meeting you long ago and finding you incredibly talented and interesting. Little did I know you were the poor child from the Carver family." No one in Janovin knew Titus had met Aria long ago, nor that she was the only person he referred to as a genius doctor. If the CEOs who had left earlier discovered that Aria was the legendary Dr. Whiz, they would regret it for the rest of their lives.

President was fine. Okay, all you have to do, Josh, is not mess up in front of your family. They deserve everything. Even the trophy and the status. Josh’s perfect image was labeled on his mind as a question popped out from the host. “Who was the first major math genius of the United States in 1885!” Josh’s hand blew down on the buzzer. Clink! “Josiah Willard Gibbs!” Josh yelled with enthusiasm. His corneas leaped for a moment and his heartbeat sped up.

I had refused all interviews to avoid trouble, so most people only knew my surname—Summer—and that I was the Science Academy's mysterious young genius. Sabrina mocked me in every way she could, and Jared didn't lift a finger to stop her. Instead, he nodded. "Do as she says and wait outside. I'm about to meet Professor Summer and present my theory. If she sees my potential, I could be granted an exceptional spot at the Science Academy." I gave a faint, knowing smile. "Professor Summer?" Sabrina looked at me with utter disdain, clearly thinking I didn't know someone so famous. "Professor Summer is a genius in the research community! If she recognizes your abilities, you could skyrocket to the

the senior partner continues, straightening slightly, “this is Lucas Santis. Top of his class, the best student in his faculty, and ....” He pauses for effect. “A certified genius.” A soft murmur ripples through the room. They're all impressed, curious, and interested in the new intern. I scoff. It’s quiet, barely audible….but in this silence?? It might as well have been thunder. My chin lifts slightly, my expression sharpening just a fraction. “‘Genius’ is a term people use too loosely,” I say coolly, not even bothering to look at the senior partner as I speak. “It tends to lose meaning when overused.”

Even though they are only three years old. Grace frowned when her cell phone rang. Apparently, Lunatte had called her. “Wait a minute, your mommy is calling me. You play together. Aunty Grace will talk to her.” The five babies stared at each other. Their gazes seemed connected to each other so that they understood each other’s thoughts. Despite being only three years old, Lunatte’s five baby daughters are geniuses! They are very genius in their respective fields and like to work together on a project that they like. They even often use their genius brain to help Mommy, Grandma, and Aunt Grace. But they did it secretly, so Mommy, Grandma, and Aunt Grace didn’t know that they were such geniuse

Yet Luis and the prodigies of his generation were regarded as far more important than the talents of Kahn's generation. In the Celestial race, one was no longer considered as part of the younger generation after exceeding the ripe age of fifty. Those geniuses from the age of forty to forty nine were regarded as S-grade geniuses. Those who were between the ages of thirty and forty were A-grade geniuses. Those from the ages of twenty to twenty nine were B-grade; and those under the age of twenty yet older than twelve, were C-grade geniuses. These grades were given by the military, with a person granted a grade depending on his genius and age. If a talent failed to meet the required expectation

Welcome to KiNK GeNiUS. If you’ve read The Genius Delta, you already know that Jonathan Silvercloud and Persephone Fayte are not a soft, candlelit, flowers-and-chocolates kind of couple. They are builders. Breakers. Brilliant minds who live in code, systems, and solutions. People who always believed work came first, not because they were cold, but because they were wired to create before they ever learned how to rest. This Valentine’s Day bonus story exists because they proved themselves wrong.

"Mr. Gardner, as the youngest tech mogul in the nation, you've achieved remarkable success in just a few years. Do you have any guiding principles or life motto you could share with young people today?" I lifted the coffee beside me and took a light sip. Then, I turned my gaze toward the vast blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, where a plane was rising steadily into the clouds. I looked back at the camera and smiled, calm and composed. "Let go of the urge to save others. Respect the fate they choose for themselves. And more importantly, never dirty your own hands trying to pull someone out of the mud that they chose to lie in."

He could not be sure if it was the smell of perfume or just shampoo. “Congratulations!” After Quincy sat down, she flashed James a bright smile and said, “I heard from Callan that he’s an unrivaled genius who crossed into the seventh rank before the age of forty. Even so, he was almost a hundred years ago when he became an eighth-rank grandmaster. Meanwhile, you managed to become one before turning thirty. Considering how young you are when you crossed into the eighth rank and your strong vitality, you’ll have no problem living two hundred years.”