Resurrecting The Genius Within Novels & Stories

He had intentionally forced me into a corner where I would never succeed in life. "So what?" I sneered. I shot him one last disgruntled look before I turned on my heel and left. I resigned from my part-time job and found another job involving more manual labor. The pay wasn't as good, but it was enough to keep me afloat. After all, my goal was to lessen the financial pressure on my family. I let out a sigh of relief once Joseph vanished from my life. Just seeing him had always reminded me of how pathetic I'd been in my past life.

Just now, Gerald had used his divine pupil to look directly toward the horizon. Thirdly, it possessed a special ability. Gerald referred to it as the Mysterious Resurrection Power, and this power far surpassed the common people. It seemed as though this force could actually bring the dead back to life and turn any decays into a miracle! The fourth one was his powerful attack and energy. He was omnipotent, regardless of whether it was a long-range lock-on attack or even a close-range attack. Moreover, he could even form a very strange technique under the premise of this kind of attacking power.

I sat in my office, lost in my thoughts, trying to make sense of the chaos that was consuming me. Chaos I felt I couldn't contain, but the only option I had was to control the options I had. Demitri, war is a war. Never give in to defeat my boy. Never. Uncle Hernandez, bless your soul.

She added, “Make them regret the day they trusted the words of that so-called mystic, trading real pearls for false ones. And not only does the fake one turn against them, but the genuine pearl refuses to associate with them at all.” Lindsay’s voice grew firmer. “Wouldn't it be even more satisfying to see their regret and pain when they realize what they lost?” A flicker of uncertainty crossed Selena’s eyes. “But… can I really do that? Could I truly be better, more remarkable than Sarina?” Lindsay nodded with conviction. “Yes, you can. If you put in the effort, you absolutely can.” Selena had grown up being crushed under the weight of two families, filled with thoughts of “You’re nothing, yo

The Unlucky man screamed in agony, his body slowly aged and withered at the rate the eyes could see before his body turn into a dried husk before it broke because of its own weight and turn to dust. The mummy-like man regains his youth and his dark aura slowly fades, the former mummy man checking his own body, the youthful muscle full of explosive power all of his abs and muscle arms was packed with the power of youth, the eyes of the former mummy-like man gleaming with intelligence and freedom will. All of this indicates that he has intelligence, not the demon or ghost that was resurrected by the evil arts from some cultivators, but it was the true resurrection. The former mummy-like man no

"And you think we can? I got kicked out of the RAF because I kept seeing 'hallucinations' of the sky burning. I'm a headcase, sweetheart. Not a savior." Harper didn't blink. She walked right up to Elias, invading his personal space. Her gaze was so intense it felt like a physical pressure against his skull. "You didn't hallucinate, Captain Vance. Your brain possesses a micro-genetic mutation. You were sensing the psychic ripples of the Architect prisons waking up across the globe. All of you possess this mutation. You are what we call Resonants." She turned, gesturing toward the far end of the hangar. The heavy blast doors of the Forge slowly slid open.

She had nearly given up, convinced she would never see the rest of that unfinished dream. Yet, in the middle of her despair, she had entered it again. It had happened completely on its own. "What ... what exactly allows me to return to that dream?" Ayleen whispered as she desperately searched for the key to continuing the dream that had been interrupted.

Even if it was scary, even if it was painful, even if she would be driven mad in anger, regrets, and from missing that person, she had to do it. Just like what Dr. Jensen told her the first time they met, in order to overcome any incident and to move on, she had to first accept what happened to her. Of course, he was talking about the kidnapping. But wasn’t it the same? She had a painful past. If she did not accept it, she would forever be stuck, shackled in the same place. She had to set herself free. “In my world, we have what you call divine inheritance. It’s the powers or abilities inherited from our ancestor deity. As I said earlier, the more divine blood we have the closer to our ances

"Somebody had been trying, and had succeeded to resurrect me! This is all one large masterplan to ensure that I could achieve True Nirvana! But what is my role on this chessboard? Who are the hands that move the pieces?!" Prior to this shocking epiphany, Xiao Chen had only the pursuit of the location of his teacher in his sights. He had continually suffered distractions or setbacks and had always dismissed them without much giving much thought, taking them as what they were. But now, he was beginning to think that there were more than it than that. He had always believed that it was his teacher who had arranged for him to be resurrected and she had brought him back to life because of her mot

Thus, if Auto-regeneration were that kind of healing type, Golden would have a lot of scars after that battle, but his skin was perfect. He started to remember the time when he awakened from his slumber and discovered that new skill and how it had helped him a lot after that, Auto-regeneration was one of his most useful skills. As Golden became lost in his thoughts, the teacher realized that Golden wasn't paying attention to the class. She had expected a lot from Golden as he was Ange's little brother, but she was disappointed to see him distracted in the midst of the class. Golden didn't know what the teacher was thinking about him as his mind didn't stop analyzing Auto-regeneration, but he