Genius Baby Novels & Stories

She shall exploit such clumsiness by playing dumb. "Hmph, finally a decent opponent I don't beat under thirty seconds," The little girl sitting on the bed vigorously tapped various buttons on her tablet's screen filled with green strings of data, with an excited look on her small face. "Ha, he set up a stronger firewall, how smart!" Scarlett watched cherry by the door frame overwhelmed by emotions. °Mommy's back° °Mommy's back° °Mommy's back° A cheery multicolored parrot squawked excitedly as it flew around in circles.

Then pushed it again. God. The scientific method. Fair. Apparently. Reasonable honestly. Then Lily ran to find Adrian. God. Emergency level. Fair. Maximum priority. Reasonable. "DADA!" God. "What?" Fair. "Peanut a genius." Reasonable honestly. There it was. God. The diagnosis. Fair. Officially confirmed. Reasonable. Then Adrian looked toward the baby. God. Who was currently attempting to eat her sock. Fair. The genius had multiple interests. Reasonable honestly.

I couldn’t even speak for a moment. Preston? Fixing the baby’s hair? Please—by the time I give birth, that baby might not even have enough hair to comb! “Why, Mama? Is Daddy wrong?” Jarvis asked innocently when I didn’t respond right away. I blinked several times, still too stunned to answer. I wasn’t sure if Preston had actually researched anything or was just making things up, but I couldn’t help the little smile tugging at my lips. Maybe I’d just thank him later — it was a sweet thought, after all.

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

“A BIG BROTHER?! To who?! A boy? A girl? TWO babies?!” Sara laughed harder, wiping her eyes. “We don’t know yet. It’s too early.” Gabe bounced on the bed, vibrating with excitement. “I’m gonna teach them EVERYTHING! Dinosaurs! Space! How to do cannonballs!” I winced as he jostled my arm, and he froze. “Oh! Sorry, Dad! I forgot you got shot.” “It’s okay,” I said, pulling him close again. “I’m tougher than I look.”

It smiled at me and its blue eyes brightened even more. This boy is so cute. Just showered and dressed, looking like royalty. "Well, this Pearl is beautiful, isn't it?" Gen. said happily. "Inheritance from aunt Genieva." He said he was having a baby talk. Seriously? Is he baby talking Pearl? I am against it because it only teaches the child incorrect pronunciation and tone of speech. "Aunt” Pearl said which made Gen even happier. "Mommy!" It said looking at me.

Honey added, “We will have to check babies IQ level increase after subjected to images content absorption in the mobile meant for them. Babies IQ testing can be difficult but not impossible. We can even check their memory level increase affected by intelligence improvement. It will be all an interesting play with the babies.” Honey shared some more information, “What if we use sound along with images. Real music. Real great songs. Happy songs. Happy music. For the child to hear when studying on his mobile. This music will increase the attention span of babies on their special mobiles. Plus, it will improve intelligence as music helps improve intellect. If we even teach words from 11 language

“We’ll be spending the day chasing after this little guy and keeping you entertained.” Maz shrugs, unfazed by the denial. “Still, you two are cute together,” she says, plopping onto the couch and reaching out for baby Caleb. Queenie hands him over, and Maz cradles him dramatically. “Alright, kiddo. Let’s start with the basics: say my name. Maz. Maaaaz.” I laugh, leaning against the counter. “He’s four months old. That’s not going to happen.” “You don’t know that,” Maz counters, sticking her tongue out at me. “He could be a genius.” She looks back at the baby. “Come on, Caleb Junior. Say Maz.”

“Really?” “Nah. Just kiddin’. Thane and Gib are both babies. Well, Gib is walkin’ now so he’s kinda cool, but Thane don’t do nothin’ but drool. Kinda borin’ if you ask me, I don’t see the big deal about babies. And Grama is all excited because we’re gonna have another baby in the family.” “I think all babies are pretty cool.” He shrugged. “Know what I think are cool?” “What?”

Looking at her lovely daughter, who had inherited the virtues of both Francis and herself, Scarlett couldn’t resist kissing her endlessly. Because of her kisses, Shannon giggled shyly, her bright eyes gleaming. Scarlett knew Shannon was different from Brittany and Carlos. They were clever, but Shannon was a genius; just like Skyler, she had an astronomically high IQ and could solve complex puzzles. At age 3, she had been able to memorize the value of pi to the 30th digit and had solved a Rubik’s Cube in under a minute. Scarlett and Francis had gotten her tested, and it was revealed that she was a prodigy.