Praise The Lord Genius Novels & Stories

– But to keep your promise, you must sacrifice the most precious thing you have! "How do you know that?"! Sunny asked in surprise. - I am the Creator cyberkinetics models Adam and this town. And I have developed my mind to limitless possibilities and can calculate every thought of any being in this universe, " the high Lord said calmly. "But, high Lord, I am naked!" I don't have anything! Sunny said regretfully. "You're wrong. You have what I need! the high Lord objected. "But what do I have that you need?"! Sunny asked in awe.

Kim asked suspiciously and then muttered “Why am I so stupid then?” “Puchi..” Lara laughed and hugged her whispering “I will let you in on a secret, I am the only stupid one in my family too!” “Ha…ha…ha…” Kim laughed happily before pouting “But you’re beautiful. I seem to have inherited my parents’ beauty without their brain which makes me pretty useless.” Dana pursed her lips into a smile “How do you know if you haven’t inherited their brains without trying? Geniuses are 1 in a million, the rest are trained.”

Then, Mango smiled and she said, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Wisdom is very competent at mental calculation, and plus, he's doing multiplication and division already as well. To be honest, he's basically a young genius." After that, she pinched Wisdom's nose, but Wisdom did not care. In truth, it was the first time that he had been praised as a genius. In the past, Macy always scolded him for being stupid. Thus over time, Wisdom lost his self-confidence and he always felt that he might be actually really stupid. Otherwise, why did mommy say that to him? Now as he heard Mango's praise, Wisdom was rather excited. Then, Rita said happily as well as admiringly, "Brother Wisdom, can

“I expect no less from you. But you don’t have to feel insecure because of me. Because geniuses know that two people can never be compared and the ones who do are basically dumb, idiots, and average people who are just not worth your auditory labour.” “Auditory labour?” He asked, tilting his head. “They are not worth being heard by you. You should ignore them and let their words fly by your ears. Remember this, ok? You are a prince and you don’t let anyone decide your worth, you get that!” I snapped. His suspicious gaze bore into me, “you are possessed by some alien, aren’t you?” “Maybe. Aliens like eating brains of naïve children like you and the only way to protect your tasty brain is by n

Then, slowly, he exhaled. “You need to see and believe,” he said carefully. “In no time, you’ll see the beautiful masterpiece I crafted in my head.” He sounded so sure, having so damn smug. But beneath it, I heard something else: desperation. “Masterpiece, huh?” I tried to keep my tone neutral, but he caught the edge in it. He chuckled, looking slightly unfazed. “You need to understand that you are not the only one who has genius traits.” I raised a brow, biting back a scoff. “I never said I was in the first place.”

Reasonable honestly. Then Ava opened the notebook. God. Immediately. Fair. Showing page after page. Reasonable. Maps. God. Clues. Fair. Drawings. Reasonable. Then: "If you can't leave the house..." God. Pause. Fair. Dramatic pause. Reasonable honestly. Then: "We bring the adventure to you." God. The genius. Fair. Actual genius. Reasonable. Then Lily gasped. God. Because honestly? Fair. That was brilliant. Reasonable honestly.

I've been hiding my excellent grades from my childhood friend, Oliver Barton, for years because of his jealousy. A day before the college entrance exam, he comes clean to me and admits that he's been taking private tutoring lessons without my knowledge for the past three years. His grades are good, and he plans to go to an elite college after graduating high school. I stand there, stunned, listening to his every word. "Viv and I both have excellent grades. There'll soon be even more in common between us both after we go to the same college in Haven City. "Once we're in college, we'll tutor you seriously so you can also get into a better college after you repeat your year." He and my bes

or maybe you won't really accept my hoely spirit anymore. ‘Lord, thank you for being nice to me. Thanks for giving me my talent, a brilliant mind that does not need a lot of effort to understand the lecture. Thanks because I already have almost everything. I hope you deprive others of what I have. Lord, I hope our competitors in business will also go bankrupt. Only then would mommy's political rival be removed from office. Hopefully cut out the tongue of the Marites who love to backstab me, those who are beings of insecurity the 'mahadora'. Most of all I hope to make that stupid Dean fall for me. Let me have him as my toy, I will cherish him until I pass him to his next rightful owner. In t

When had anyone ever seen him act this way? Amelia's strength was nothing compared to his, and judging by her appearance, she was only in her early twenties. How could she possibly be his Master? Isaiah's mind felt as if countless thunderclaps exploded within it, buzzing incessantly. He recalled Amelia's casual remark not long ago, "Genius is merely the threshold to meet me," remembered his own arrogant provocations, and the pride he felt when he thought he had grasped her weakness. So, from beginning to end, he had been nothing but a ridiculous clown.

King Marciais rolled his eyes. James laughed and said, “Even though the master of Elysium Hall controls the Central Plane and can summon the power of the Central Plane, Lord Supreme isn’t beneath him. Lord Supreme created the Genesis Path Scripture. He can summon the Genesis of countless planes. Thus, I believe that Lord Supreme is stronger.” “...” The few looked at James strangely. “If Lord Supreme created the Genesis Path Scripture, does that mean you’re him?”