Lazy Genius Book Novels & Stories

“ So listen to me carefully and follow every word that I say to him. Earth gave a nod and just waited for him to give the instructions. When Lark finished, his eyes became so round and he looked like his blood all came to his cheeks as he blushed upon learning the ways. “Are you for real?” he asked to confirm “You don’t believe me? Then forget it, this will only give him a bad impression of you for living him out there alone. Can you believe a friend you are close to would ever leave you for who knows how long? And do you think that just the two of us would be enough to look for the book you are looking for? Every day this room arranges its book on its own and I learned that the pieces of in

Damn, Freckles. The first book I pulled out was called “Images You Should Not Masturbate To”. I snorted, flipping through a couple of pages and shaking my head. That sarcastic streak of hers ran deep. I grabbed another, the title catching my eye: “How to Traumatize Your Children: 7 Proven Methods to Help You Screw Up Your Kids Deliberately and with Skill.” I let out a short laugh, one that came from somewhere I’d almost forgotten existed. Then there were the others—Fancy Coffins to Make Yourself, Do-It-Yourself Coffins for Pets and People, and, for good measure, How to Raise Your IQ by Eating Gifted Children. I shook my head, glancing back at her still sleeping form.

“There are some things written there that will help you understand your new self.” “That huge book? Reading it sounds stressful already.” “The book just looks big,” the man smirked and he got up as well, “but the contents only fill the first few pages. The remaining pages are blank.” Zara frowned. At that point, to her, everything about that realm was confusing and unnecessarily extra. As she scoffed, she asked, “Why would anyone make such a page? The writer could have just packaged the first few pages and saved paper.”

built, the older parts had to stay online to keep us up and running. And this direct construction led to taking numerous "alternative routes." It's as if the brain is a dysfunctional workplace, where younger employees (the forebrain) handle modern technologies like language, while veterans (the midbrain and limbic brain) keep an eye on memory and the memory box. the fuses in the basement. Some results: depression, madness, memory we can't trust. On this last point, I mention words from a book called "The Idiot Brain" by Neuroscientist Dean Burnet: "Why do you lose arguments with people who know MUCH LESS than you? Why is he able to recognize that woman he met that time... but he can't remem

After she got at least enough books to make her occupied while Nicholas is at the meeting, she settles on to the small bedroom window that wasn’t that cramped more spacious but was enough for her to have a comfortable space to read at. Randomly picking the books amongst the huge stack, Zinnia pursed her lips as her brows rose with interest after seeing the title of the book in her hands. ‘Bane Legacy’ From the mysterious title itself, Zinnia can already tell that it must be a thriller, mystery, and fantasy book. Well, it doesn’t matter to her, the title was enough to make her stay. “Legacy? Hmm, humor me” she murmured before leaning her back at the wall behind her and finding a nice position

Author's Note: Hi! So, I did put some Filipino words in this chapter again, and of course, with the subtitle. *grin* Thank you! *** “Hey, I can’t go to school today.” I woke up from my deep slumber when I heard Ghale’s voice. I opened my eyes only to see Ghale wrapped with a comforter. “You okay?” I asked her. She nodded and stood up. “I gotta go back to my room. I’m sorry, I can’t take you to school.” She said in a slurred voice. I nodded and let her go back to her room.

Emily The morning sun streams in through my bedroom window, signalling the fateful day has arrived. Today I leave behind my old life for a new future as Luna of Red Creed Pack. More importantly, today marks the first step toward achieving my long-awaited revenge. By this time tomorrow, I'll be far from the grasp of Dorian and Lily. Too far for them to continue hounding my steps. A knock sounds at the door before my mother enters, her smile tinged with melancholy. "Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?"

“What?“ Zach Junior, who didn't expect Miracle to actually strike up a conversation with him, asked back, fucking the school rule of never talking in class. Miracle scoofed, then crossed her hands on her flat chest. Zach did the same thing that offended her, since her eyes narrowed into tiny splits, the green in her eyes glowing with hints of black. “That looking at girls like that is forbidden? “What look?“ Zack Junior asked. Even the teacher was curious because she stopped making her behave and sat in her chair, listening to their verbal exchange. “Are you that dumb?“ Miracle stressed the dumb word. The class gasped since no one had ever talked to him like that. Let alone call him dumb! Th

She pulled her head up to me and raised a brow, giving me the duh look. "Can you please not be so stupid enough?" She rolled her eyes at me. I read the book covers and it was all our textbooks from school. "I came all the way here to tell you to do my home works. Can you at least not be an idiot sometimes? It's so annoying. God, where's your brain?" She spat at me. Where's yours? I thought. So I'm the one who's the idiot now? Really Avery. Really! Look who can't even do their own homework. Now who's the idiot?

She rolled her eyes at me as she opened the door, “Well no one would believe you even if you came out to say that, bitter lilith.” To think we used to be close when we were younger was something that felt unreal whenever I thought about it. And right now, we were just the Belluci women who got compared each day, side by side by everyone. While Yara was the Angelic Belluci, whom people saw as the pure, cute, innocent and handworking billionaire Belluci that had a successful brand, I was the Lilith Belluci, the ruthless, always on edge woman who needed to get laid, had the most sour expression, heartless and who had taken over half of her father’s Mafia business, because of reasons best known