Resurrecting The Genius Within Novels & Stories

“Mr. Storm would like to meet the mother of the Genius Twins.” And just like that, the quiet life I’d built began to tremble, not from fear this time, but from possibility.

Thinking about that still made me angry. Being divorced out of the blues had given me a sense of clear purpose and direction that I had abandoned once before. It wasn't long that I began to work on a project. The project was a branch under the neural program called 'the Neuro Genesis Protocol.' It was a research on the regeneration of brain matter, making a brain while again. In all its ramifications, it was by no means a small project. It took a lot out of me to do it. But what it needed most was capital... I needed a huge amount of money to do it.

He looked like a refined gentleman. Red and white made the perfect contrast. They instantly drew every eye the moment they walked in. "Look, that's Ms. Wendell and Mr. Hale of Wendell Group, right? They really are a perfect match. They're both capable and good-looking!" "I heard their company was on the brink of bankruptcy, but Mr. Hale single-handedly turned it around. How did he even pull that off?" Although Sandra's company had taken a hit from the court case, its sudden comeback made it an industry legend. Public opinion began to turn.

The Auction of the Soul The Great Hall was dimly lit, the only light coming from a central dais where a single glass cylinder stood. Inside the cylinder, suspended in a translucent nutrient gel, was the "Sarah" Asset. She looked exactly as she had in the Swiss clinic—a masterpiece of reconstructive surgery and neural-mapping. But she wasn't a person anymore; she was a biological hard drive, the vessel for the Genesis Protocol. "Welcome, patrons of the New Dawn," a voice boomed from the gallery.

They were injected with a special substance, just as livestock on a farm are given vaccines. 'The substance made them healthier, stronger, and smarter than other children their age. That is what people call genius. And naturally, it made them more likely to stand out during those special selections.' On the final page, it read, 'If you pass through here, you will see the truth of the world. But what lies outside may be even more dangerous than the cage. Still, I do not want to go on living in ignorance. Even if I die, I would rather die in the real world outside.'

There’s one place that sound is different so i then destroy the floor. After cleaning up the rubble, i saw a stair that headed down. Without any hesitation i then climbing down the stairs. When i’ve arrive at the bottom, what i saw is something that made me speechless. There’s a huge magic symbol on the floor. With my curiousity aroused, i then try to stand at the center of it but something unexpected happening. The magic symbol lite up and engulfing me. I can’t seem to escape with some restriction are placed on my body. Akira: Reincarnated then Summoned. My life can’t be this easy right?

I gave him a nod as I raked my mind for questions just to veer the topic away. "So, what is this new project you're working on?" "It's supposed to bring clues of the virus and its origins. Our lab has developed a technology that will send doctors to an incubated space to get samples of the virus and examine it from the past so we would finally understand its roots and therefore find a cure." He answered. Did he just say past? How in the world does that work? I shifted in my seat, I'm beginning to feel very uncomfortable. "Excuse me, did you say 'past'? As in like from yesterday's?" I said. I must have looked so dumb since he chuckled.

The weight of the morning served as a stark reminder of my limitations, urging me to make wiser choices in the future. The room grew brighter as the sun continued its ascent, casting a hopeful glow through the window. Slowly, the heaviness in my head began to dissipate, replaced by a glimmer of optimism. I knew that this morning, with all its discomfort and regrets, was a lesson in itself—a reminder of the fragility of both body and spirit. As I closed my eyes, I resolved to rise stronger, wiser, and more mindful of the consequences that awaited those who...

CHAPTER TWO “Opportunities are like sunrises. If you wait too long, you miss them” WILLIAM ARTHUR WARD GUINEVERE I woke up to a splitting headache and the angry voice of my papa echoing all over the house and trust me it was a big house.

So, currently any wolf born on a particular month doesn't receive the moon's blessings but the genes of their parents. 'That was so petty.' her mind giggled. She sat down carefully looking around her as glaring eyes were on her and she gave Larry a quick glance. 'How's that for a book-weeb.' she said inwardly. "That was perfect, Atarah. I say this every time, if everyone here was as studious her, we would have moved on to the next phase ages ago." Boris said tiredly. As the only human in this society, it was pretty obvious that the only thing you could do with all your time was study, while others tried to manifest their inner beast or wait patiently for their awakening or practice drills or