Praise The Lord Genius Novels & Stories

they replied in unison, both turning to look at me at once. “Who?“ I inquired, although I suspected the answer. “The Lord of the sins,” they replied with a look of reverence and dread in their eyes. My heart trembled at their response, and I opened my mouth in awe. The Lord of the sins? I had expected them to call him “The Lord” or “Lord Draven”. I took that to heart, asking in a defensive tone and stance. “Why did you call him that?“ Their eyes darted as if they were terrified. “Because that's what he is. People say his very existence is a sin, and that was affirmed when he slaughtered hundreds of soldiers and let us live.“

"Sure, Mom. I will. But I won't be nice if people keep being mean to us." Leony took a deep breath. "No matter what, you can't commit a crime. Remember dear, all actions will get the right reward. Never stop doing good just because you have never been treated well. Good deeds never end in vain." "Understood, Mom. I'm sorry if one day I can't do good. I'm also a human who has lust, but I will try to always be on the right path. I love you, Mom." Leony was moved to hear that. Perhaps no one would believe that it was a five year old saying. Her son is a genius. No wonder, because his father was a prince who was directly blessed by God.

"Haha! Prince, why are you so shocked? Are you frightened by our words? Well, you were born into the royal family, so you naturally don't understand these things... Let's put it this way! Now the disciples of the Unfettered Immortal Palace all call themselves geniuses, but you should know that geniuses who have not grown up can’t be called geniuses, right?" "That's right! The so-called geniuses and monsters are people who have fulfilled their talents. They haven't done that yet! They haven't even fulfilled their talents. How can they be geniuses? If they're really unlucky to be killed by you, I can only say that they deserve it! This is their fate!"

Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration. Accordingly, a 'genius' is often merely a talented person who has done all of his or her homework. ~Thomas Edison Anthony "Where the fuck is she!" I yelled at my men who were staring at me, fear evident in their eyes. "I swear if you don't bring her down here I'll blow all your brains out!" “Don calm down." Julio tried to calm me but that only fueled my anger.

"Today is your lucky day because I won't kill, that's why I turn your babies to statues, and do you know the worst thing? They can feel and hear everything going on around them including hearing this conversation, but you can't feed statues and they will die, slowly. Go and tell the person that sent you this; just because he thinks my father and I aren't in good terms does not mean I will stand still and watch harm befall him or his wife or my step-brother. I don't normally do this but tell your sender that I am giving him a second chance and if he dares to repeat this mistake again, he won't live to see who sits on his throne, do I make myself clear?" "Yes Ruthless." "Ah that reminds me, I

I said with an emotionally laden voice. "It's my pleasure. I'm glad that you appreciate all that I'm doing for you. As for praising me, I thought I told you not to praise me anymore. When you praise me, you make my head swell and I must say that I don't like the feeling. I'm naturally a humble man that considers encomiums undeserving of any werewolf cos I believe that the Moon Goddess blessed me with all I have, so, she is the one that deserves such praises," he said with a smile.

I concentrated and finished my two circles. I said my celestial Lord I am grateful for the cars you have given unto your servant. I am grateful. All my life has been in your hands and I have never regretted serving you. Indeed, you are the Almighty and you do whatever you wish to do in the life of human at the appropriate time. you picked me from the street and molded me to the standard that you want and You directed my path into the deep. Almighty, Adonai Elohim I am grateful Amen. Prince you have so much checks on your hands but you have not deposited them into your accouts. The car you drove into your mansion has some checks please pay them into your accounts.

she pleaded, her voice carrying a sweet, innocent tone. "You can do better than that," he scoffed, a wicked grin spreading across his face. Visenya closed her eyes, suppressing the urge to roll them at his infuriating arrogance. She took a deep breath, preparing to give an over exaggerated tribute. "Please, oh glorious master, the greatest and most powerful being in all the world, would you be so merciful as to spare a lowly creature like myself from spending another second in this pit of hell?"

“Then what is he?” Tang Tang shouted in the crowd, "Are you stupid? There is a generation gap between you!" The audience came to their senses and laughed in unison. Just now, they admired the youngest music genius in history so much, but now they felt that he was so vulgar! The so-called geniuses, celebrities, and leaders were all praised by people. If people didn't praise them, they were nothing! Who would pay attention to a drop of water in the sea? No one noticed!

"As have I." Pearl wondered for a moment who he prayed for, being originally a genetically engineered being as he was. Then she remembered that she, too, was part Lycan and therefore also genetically engineered. "What god do you pray to?" she murmured against his warm skin. "The one who gave the Lycan souls, will and spirit. The moon goddess. The one who gave us the power to procreate. It wasn’t the alchemist or your father magic who did those miraculous things."