Lazy Prince Becomes A Genius Novels & Stories

“Wait, how do you know about the scholarship?” The demon prince before me clasps his hands together dreamily, like a lovestruck high school girl. I feel like if he could bat his lashes, he would at that moment. “How could I not!? My little baby is soaring high! I could not be any prouder as the person who literally gave you all the cheat codes you could have in life.” He sniffs and wipes imaginary tears from his eyes. “You are cheating — I mean — growing up so fast!” “Prince Verphegor, please. Are you really serious about your suggestion? You want me to take that scholarship? That would put me in more work! How could I stop the signs of the apocalypse in the background if I am going to have

“Do you think that you’re that capable? Are you the only one with many tricks up your sleeves? It looks like you've messed up this time. The young girl doesn’t play by the rules at all!” Dimas’ absolute certainty was still ringing in his ears. He has already used up all the tricks he had on hand to this extent, so it would be unreasonable if it was still unsuccessful! Who would have known that today, she would show him something unreasonable. At this moment, the King of Schemes, Mr. Martinez, wanted a cigarette—one filled with melancholy. He had been scheming and scheming, only to end up trapping himself. His young lady was not only his young lady, but she was also a billionaire. That was th

She shocking question. Curling his feet while being seated, Prince Julian taps his head with his index finger. He looks at her without uttering a single word. "I see... Mind link, so you're good at it now?" She scoffs, slouching in her chair. 'I worked hard, Genesis. Honestly, I've been dying to try it out to you, but I was waiting for a perfect opportunity to flex it to you.' Gasping, Lady Genesis is dumbstruck by Prince Julian's capability.

My best friend, my rock, my unofficial therapist. “So,” she called out, her voice slightly muffled over the clinking bottles. “How’s the unemployed life treating you, Mr. Fancy Blazer?” I snorted into my tea. “Just peachy. I’ve got the free time to sip tea like an old English lord. All I need now is a butler to feed me grapes.” Before Lily could respond, the crash came. It started with the shattering of glass, the teacup slipping from my fingers and hitting the floor as Grandpa’s voice roared through the apartment.

he said, eyeing one of the guys laying on the floor. The guy, supposedly Jack—lifted his hands in surrender. James laughed, shaking his head. “Look at him,” he called out. “He’s insane!” Well, his ego was insane. With squinted eyes, I observed the dark-haired Lycan prince who thought he was untouchable. His grin was wide, and the confidence practically radiated off of him. He annoyed me…

She was done waiting like a helpless toy. Lila’s heart pounded as a fierce, desperate courage surged through her. She belonged to Lucian Kane the ruthless, untouchable billionaire who had spent months teaching her how to survive his world. He had shown her how to throw an elbow, how to use her hips for leverage, how to turn fear into fuel. She was no longer the insecure girl who settled for scraps of affection. She was his princess. His good girl. And good girls fought like hell when Daddy needed them to.

They could elevate their standing to unprecedented heights. Luis said, his face stretching into a fawning smile, "Mr. Collins, on behalf of the Hawkinses, I'm willing to compensate you with any resources you need. I can even offer you an entire mine to aid your refining pursuits." "You think I need your resources?" Chase scoffed, his tone dripping with mockery. "And from the Hawkinses? I doubt you can provide anything worthwhile." Luis' face flushed red with humiliation. As the patriarch of Bactria's most prestigious family, he was reduced to groveling and flattering someone to save his people. It was a disgrace.

“He won’t be there to protect her this time!” Lydia shook her head, “She’ll be in a safe house. Besides, haven’t you learned you lesson by now? Think of your own situation, if she dies he only looks more sympathetic.” “But he won’t have an heir.” The Prince insisted. “But people know he’s not sterile now - he can make another.” Lydia explained. “Look, you can’t defeat him. Every time you try, he manages to outmaneuver you. You can’t overpower him because he’s too strong. You can’t outsmart him because he’s too clever. And you can’t out charm him. Look at everything that has already happened.” Lydia gestured to the television again, as camera footage of Sinclair leading a charge of wolves to

“You may be the only contender now for Prince Joyce’s affections, but he’s not exactly a prize.” Olivia hummed thoughtfully. “Perhaps the others had the right idea, Jessica. Maybe you should back out as well.” “Don’t be jealous,” Jessica snapped. She lifted her head up high. “You two will lose to Piper and Bridget, but I’m a shoe-in contender.” Lilliana and Olivia snapped taller in their chairs. Lilliana’s face went pale. “You talk a big game for someone whose prince hasn’t been seen for weeks,” Lilliana snapped. “What happened to Prince Joyce anyway? After he was determined to be a liar and a traitor?”

I interjected. He nodded slowly. "As my son, even if I make you shut up, you're not supposed to just do as I say. Nobody is supposed to suppress you. When it comes to authority, you're supposed to be quiet and ruthless. You are not ruthless… but I can see the changes in your eyes. I'm proud of you. You're becoming like me.” I was taken aback. “I'm not like you," I said. “Yes, you are. You're my son," he told me strongly.