The Billionaire Brain Wave Review Novels & Stories

"I stumbled into a living nightmare." "What nightmare? I swear, our brains are wired completely differently," she says, shaking her head in utter disbelief. "You stumbled into the ultimate jackpot." She grabs my arm tightly with both hands, leaning in. "Noah—the most gorgeous, hyper-successful, most wanted billionaire of our generation, whose name lives on the Forbes list—is completely obsessed with you. He literally just handed you seventy days of himself wrapped in a medical miracle for your son."

His dark eyes flicked to the towering Thatcher Enterprises headquarters—a symbol of the empire that should have been his. He had planned everything perfectly. He had Nadia kidnapped at the precise moment to throw Theodore into chaos, ensuring the charity gala never happened. Yet, not only had his nephew rescued her, but the event had gone through—flawlessly. Twenty billion. Gone. Not stolen. Not mismanaged. Donated. Handed away to charity like it was nothing. And the event? Fifty billion gathered in one night. A record-breaking success. His jaw clenched. His men had assured him Theodore wouldn’t recover in time. They had assured him that Nadia would be out of the picture long enough to ruin

Her parents went for an evening walk so she was waiting on them and decided to sit in the living room to watch a movie or anything to keep her mind off things. As she scrolled through channels, she passed one that was reading the news then took it back by two channels then increased the volume to hear what was been said. “It’s also said by the now CEO of the Reliso’s company, Darken Reliso, that he plans to expand the business of his father which he just took over months ago, and that the company he bought from the ‘Crashing Bernad’s’ will be used for other businesses he had in mind in the near future,” The newscaster said and continued casting other news.

"Yes, I don't have dementia. But I want you to tell the person who was here earlier that I do. Don't ask why. As long as you agree, this card will be yours." The doctor sneered. "Did you think you could bribe me with this small amount? Do I look like I lack money?" "It's five million dollars." The corners of the doctor's lips twitched slightly. He was just about to refuse when Caroline said, "I know Sean Yates." Those four simple words made his jaw drop. But he quickly closed his mouth and took a seat. At that very moment, Corinne walked in with breakfast. "Caroline, I bought you two burritos."

He was no longer wearing a shirt, and his abs, which I was totally right about being well sculpted by the way, were on display, and I couldn't take my eyes off them. Was it legal to have such a perfect body and face? He was probably tiny down there, or worse, he probably wasn't smart. But that was unlikely because we'd both had a conversation and if my brain is correct, he talked intelligently. So tiny down there it is or not. I noticed the large bulge in front of his trousers. "The only thing I want to drink now is you." He said, looking intently at me. His pupils looked dilated. Oh.

A gasp hung in between my chest and my throat, coming out as a nasty squeal that sent them both looking in my direction. Asher White. Asher Fucking White! My brain refused to work, and neither did my nerves. My mouth hung open as I bored my eyes into the man before me, his lips curving into a friendly smile. Everything else blurred, making him the center of my admiration. The biggest, youngest, and most successful businessman in the whole of the USA stood before me, and I tried not to die. Actually, I thought I was dead, but my sights still worked, surprisingly. My tongue wouldn't make words, and neither did my body move. I was way too stunned to do anything.

His voice dropping to a tense whisper, shaking every little bone in my body. “However,” he continues, pointing to a spiking line on the monitor, his voice shaking slightly. “Her brain wave activity is completely off the charts. It’s spiking at a level that should be totally impossible for a Living human. Master Vane… her mind isn’t just locked. It’s actively fighting back. She is generating enough mental force to shut out our baseline sensors.”

"Now who's being stupid? You can't shoot a United States senator they'd lock you up and throw away the key." "What do you think Gideon and his guys are gonna do to them, invite them out for a beer?" " I don't wanna think about it." "So don't, you want some ice cream?" "Ice cream, he has ice cream in here?" "Did you look in the refrigerator? Dude was planning for Armageddon." "Yeah, but ice cream wouldn't it go bad?" "Who knows what goes on in the head of the rich and crazy? I'm sure he has it restocked every few months or something."

"Whatever you discovered in those anomalous results – they need to know the full scope of it." I pulled away, moving to the coffee machine for a fresh cup despite my hands' slight tremor. "I tried this morning," I said, remembering their concerned faces. "But how do you tell your ruthless billionaire brother that his company's breakthrough medical technology could potentially be used to create superhuman cognitive abilities? That we might have accidentally discovered a way to enhance human consciousness itself?" "The same way Clara tells him anything," Ethan replied with a slight smile. "Directly, strategically, and with a clear plan for handling the fallout."

“One million dollars. You give me that, and I’ll walk away. No more threats, no more visits, no more bombs near your pretty boyfriend’s office. You and your billionaire can live your fairy tale in peace.” River’s chest constricted. “One million dollars? You think I have that kind of money lying around?” “I know you don’t,” Dominic replied, voice dripping with mock sympathy. “But your boyfriend does. What’s his name again? Jace Maddox, the autistic billionaire tech genius who can buy half the city if he wants to?” “Don’t you dare touch him,” River snapped, voice trembling with fury.