Genius Baby Novels & Stories

Faith sat on the silver throne, and the world opened up inside her mind. She could feel the pulse of millions of computers, the hum of televisions, and the silent traffic of data traveling across oceans. Her unique DNA kept her perfectly grounded, making sure the massive rush of information didn't overwhelm her. She was the pilot, and the global grid was her ship.

One phone call to Mei, pretending to be a doctor offering free treatment for children with heart conditions, confirmed everything I needed to know. There was a third child. A genius baby that Timothy Chase didn't know existed. I set down my whiskey glass and pulled up the files on my laptop. The three children were all approximately three years old. All showing signs of exceptional intelligence according to the reports from their caregivers and tutors. The twins, Kasey and Kylie, were already documented. Private tutors. Specialized education programs. Reading at five-year-old levels. Solving puzzles meant for children twice their age. And the third child Kai.

My sister, Ruby O'Brien—the family's formidable CEO—had just landed herself a top-tier celebrity boyfriend. Now the two of them were filming a reality show right in her house. All I wanted was to go home and collapse on the couch. Instead, I wound up as his living control group. While he worked out, I lay there. While he read books, I lay there. While he cooked gourmet meals, I still lay there. The internet wanted my head on a platter. [Poor Josh, stuck with a useless future brother-in-law!] [Someone drag that lazy bum off the screen. We just want to watch Josh and his girl fall in love!] [I heard he didn't even sit for the SATs. Total dropout, rotting away at home.] [That's our Jos

It should be said that she was the first genius in the history of the White family and Same Spirit City. Although no one said it out loud, Caspian, Que White, Mona Jones, and even Sue White themselves knew it clearly. Of course, regarding Sue White’s matter, it would be better to keep a low profile for the time being. Although Caspian had solved the trouble for the White family before, the phrase "a genius who hasn't grown up can't be regarded as a genius' still worked in the continent. It wouldn't change because Caspian took care of the White family.

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

"What are you guys up to?" The kids, older and younger all come up to me and answer at once. I only really know half of these kids. I recognize the little girl, who has to be five or more as she protects her brother. "You are holding the god baby." I smile down at her as I slowly bend down to her level. "Yes, I am. His name is Genesis. And he will be a god, but right now he's just a baby. Would you like to hold him?"

cried Reno enthusiastically. Rebecca chuckled. "Whoa, kiddo. We just arrived. Wait for our stuff to come out first." Reno Barra Castillo—a four-year-old boy with an above-average IQ. Often called a genius in his homeschooling community in China. He was no ordinary boy. His face was handsome, his eyes sharp like a hawk’s. Rebecca paused for a moment. Her breathing began to grow heavy. She had gotten important information about her mother. That was the reason she came back.

It was these extreme tests that killed off the first set of the 5th generation children. As they walked towards the rest of the team, Babybaby as she was fondly called was the first to notice their arrival. She spread her rainbow colored wings and glided towards them, a bright smile on her cute chubby Asian face, genuinely glad to see the others after a long weekend apart. She was the youngest of the children, just clocked six, a favorite amidst the staff and some doctors in the institute.

Soon, Leila walked into the room, towel-drying her hair, wearing only her robe, which accented her every curve. “What, may I ask, are you men up to?” “Dada fly!” Jase said, having understood every word. Leila just about dropped her towel. “Did he just say what I think he said?” I laughed. “Yes, my dear, your son is a genius!” Leila sat down on the chair next to mine and watched Jase as I held him up above my head and swayed him back and forth, “flying”. “You mean our son is a genius!” she said. “Is it normal for him to start talking now?”

He moved behind the couch in one fluid motion. "Take him," I whispered, placing baby Zion carefully into his arms. Zion blinked, stunned, as he awkwardly cradled his infant self. "Was I... always this small?" He murmured, his brows lifting in awe. But there was no time to discuss whatever this was. A sound like cracking thunder tore through the air. My vision blurred for a split second. Then it focused just in time to see Callum. He didn't step in. He materialized out of thin air. His obsidian eyes gleaming like a serpent's.