Genius Test Novels & Stories

My sister, Cindy Gardner, and I are fraternal twins. She gets to be the elder sister because she comes out one minute before me, making me the younger brother. Luckily, there's little difference between us when it comes to intelligence. Throughout our school years, one of us always ranks first, and the other comes in second. But after three years of competing in high school, with me coming in second every time, I calmly agree to keep her secret about dating a delinquent named Rodney Sloan. Then the guaranteed-admission spots to Belton University, the country's top university, become available. Our homeroom teacher calls Cindy and me into her office. "There are two guaranteed-admission

As one of the country's top high school teachers, I have helped countless students get into the best colleges. But I somehow find myself reborn as a poor kid from the countryside while attending a ceremony honoring my achievements. A mysterious voice echoes in my mind. "If you fail to get into college, you'll die!" How hard can that be? It's just getting into college. That's hardly a challenge for a genius like me. But soon I realize that getting into college isn't really about how smart you are. In the end, it all comes down to people and their motives.

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"

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 points to the computer, this was talking about IQ. “Excuse me, but I don't understand.” I say when I see the IQs, while I watch from the computer. “They are the result of one of the standardized tests designed to assess intelligence.” He murmurs while I don't know what he's talking about. “Oh!” I answered without understanding what we were doing. “Have you ever done this test?” He asks me with interest. “Never.” I answered immediately.

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?"

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.

Suzan replied. "Wow great, let's start then". Ken clenched his fists. " Okay...your physical strength is at a normal level, not too much, not too less, but to be straight, it alone can't get you through the entrance exam, they'll judge your intelligence and most of all the proficiency of your powers...so now it all depends on how much strong your abilities are...