Genius Test Novels & Stories

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.

You do not know if that someone will take care of it or broke it. " Geniuses actually are the most edgy when it comes to like this. What if I will not pass? They will say that I am a genius but didn't even pass the exam. They will compare me to those average people who passed. They will be thinking something like that. I know because I am a psychic" Both, Roger and I groan at her statement. Sometime Izzy is always talking nonsense. "Believe me. That is true that is why most intelligent people who doesn't pass the exam are phrone to depression"

It's his first day at school and Adam has asked me to register him for a piano contest. "Mommy ... I'm sure I will win." Ah, this kid is stubborn. He inherited my traits. "Darling... there are still lots of competitions suitable for you. How about a drawing?" I tried to persuade Adam. He must know his capacity. Even though Adam plays the piano and he knows all the numbers on the keys, this is not a random contest. Many professional piano players play and Adam is clearly to be underestimated. Moreover, he is only five years old. I just don't want my son to be a joke.

I approached the glass room and asked the headmistress, trying to disguise my curiosity: "Why on earth is this test so hard?" She smiled as if she'd heard that question a hundred times before. "Because it’s not a regular test, Mr. Kan. It’s a screening. We use it to identify gifted children. Even so... in all these years, only one or two ever pass. And mind you, we're talking about children no younger than twelve." She sighed, clearly used to disappointing hopeful parents. "Your boys, for example... they got thirty percent. That’s an absurd result for their age. They’re prodigies. No exaggeration."

He had already received multiple college offers through competitions and did not even take the college entrance exam. I had heard of Rachel and Timothy before. They were the couple whose grades came in at the bottom. No matter what, Rachel would never be the top scorer. Before I could get more information from the floating messages before me, the listening test started. Out of sheer habit, my top-scorer instincts kicked in, and I subconsciously answered every question on the paper. However, when it came time to fill in the answer sheet, I hesitated. The invigilator walked over to me and asked impatiently, "Why aren't you filling in your answer sheet?"

Gordon didn't know what to say, his mind filled with questions. "My mommy said if you want to know the answer, you can go find Ava. My mommy decided to do the test because my little sister said she looked like Grandma Evelyn. Anyway, my mommy doesn't know who our real grandma is, so she decided to try it out," Christopher said as the official spokesperson, speaking clearly. Gordon was dizzy with this twist of fate. He glanced at the ward, thought for a moment, and couldn't wait any longer. He quickly left the hospital.

Eli came to her senses and praised, "Stella, you are so awesome. You could even remember such a thing." Stella looked at Eli and said softly, "Our brains couldn't be compared even to a few hundred computers. However, a normal person's brain is only developed from three to six percent. A so-called genius brain could only be developed from six to nine percent. As long as you continue to develop your potential and work hard, everyone will eventually become very powerful, unless you are born with a mental handicap. Therefore, as long as you work hard, you will be able to do it too."

And just like that, Noah and I were a thing. I figured Jacob would back off after that scene. Nope. He showed up again—this time with the doorstep buried in luxury crap. I didn't even blink. Straight to the trash. He thought flashing cash would beat Noah. I mean, sure, money had worked on other girls. But he forgot—I was the one who passed his stupid test. Those gifts? Just reminders of how long he'd played me. Still, he didn't quit. The packages kept coming for almost six months.

Despite Seraphina's bravery and optimism, everyone laughed. Even Vivian, Fiona, Sean, and the twins were surprised. Seraphina was obviously challenging Jayden, the campus genius. Topping the exam? No one had ever been top from section F. In fact, most of the top 20 students came from sections A to C. The rest of the sections hardly made it, let alone section F. Jayden smirked, feeling amused. "Okay," he said plainly as he put the bill in the box, then left. The other students started to leave as well.

“I’m going to make you proud, Mommy. Everyone will remember my name.” I didn’t doubt it for a second. Elliot was extraordinary. Every teacher, every counselor, every specialist we’d ever seen had said the same thing: his mind worked in ways far beyond his age. At six years old, he was already solving twelfth grade math problems and reading Shakespeare for fun. Not because he had to, but because he wanted to understand the world in all its depth. He was curious about everything. Philosophical at times. Sometimes even frighteningly intuitive. I used to wonder if it would be too much to call him a genius—but I’d stopped wondering a long time ago.