Admission Is A Waste Of Time Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Adam Exhausted was an understatement for how I felt. I could barely keep my eyes open. After dismissing the guards, I typed in a password and scanned my handprint to open my apartment's front door. I felt annoyed by the security measures I had to take. When I finally got the door open, I checked what time it was: four-thirty. Great

That was the ledger, closed for the chapter and open for the life, and the door still unopened. The tally had been said without flinching. The protocols had been adjusted so the nights could last. The scene had tested them and had not produced an exit. That was the chapter: a list, a stay, a window, a cock that did not buy the list down, and a morning that sent held with the cost still visible and the center still his.

Chapter One Josephine *Beep Beep Beep* My alarm goes off, another glorious morning in my wonderful home full of love and affection from my wonderful family. Oh, how I wish this were all true, but I must tell myself something in order to get through the day. But my life isn’t so great. My parents aren’t too fond of me, and They feel the need to remind me what a disgrace I am and how worthless I am. The reason for my parents acting this way towards me makes me think that maybe there really is something wrong with me.

"Not remotely." I looked at the lamp. Fifty chapters. I thought about Chapter 1 of this. Not the book. The actual thing. The beginning of us. A hospital lobby, bad coffee, a crooked stitch, and two people who talked for two hours and did not yet know what they were beginning. "What do you think comes next?" he said. I thought about it. Viktor Ren's assessment, Theo's two weeks, Adaeze's legal case, the baby coming, the foundation growing, Sienna building something real, Damian paying his debt honestly, and all of it still moving.

Chapter 1 “Fuck, not again,” I muttered under my breath as I dropped into my usual seat in Lecture Hall B, the hard plastic already cold against the backs of my thighs. Eight in the morning and the room already smelled like cheap coffee and last night’s regret. I pulled my notebook out and flipped it open just to look busy, even though Professor Hale hadn’t even walked in yet. Then the door at the back slammed open. Everyone turned. I didn’t. Not at first. I kept my eyes on the blank page like it owed me money. But the second that deep, low voice said, “Sorry, got lost,” something in my stomach twisted hard.

I didn’t want her thinking her sickness made me sell myself. But I also didn’t want her to die because I was stubborn. My phone buzzed. A new message from Jared. Sir Adrian approved your sister’s admission. Deposit will be covered. Please confirm you will meet at 8:00 PM tomorrow to finalize terms. If you decline, we will reverse the arrangement. Reverse. Like Eli’s bed was a reservation. Like hope was refundable. My eyes burned. I stared at the last line until my chest hurt.

Because nothing holds everything. And the gold shell with eight cracks closed. All cracks healed. Smooth. Gold. No tick. No patter. No hum. No crack. No clap. Just warm. Like Mama's net in Book 1 Chapter 1 when she was 10 and bullied. Warm like nothing that breathes. Tomorrow at 6:13 AM, Chapter 70, we will still do nothing. Because Chapter 70 is the last chapter of Book 9. And the last chapter of owning forever.

the elders all shared panicked look ,everyone knows the Adams are always bad news . "don't worry they can't come in, except we welcome them in " I said confidently while grinning and Lenny giggled stupidly . " do you hear that love ,they don't wanna let us in "she whined forming a baby face and Colin smirk " don't worry dear we always have a backup plan ."he said and they both laugh like psycho .we just stared at them confusedly " you have 10 seconds to usher us in or am gonna blow this place up " she said sternly

Chapter 15 everybody! I'm dedicating this chapter to ALL OF YOU. THANKS FOR THE VOTES, SHARES, READS AND COMMENTS! ENJOOOOY XD ---------------------------------------------- Staring at the sight in front of me, I cowardly sighed and took a step back. "I don't want to go back inside." Adam laughed whole heartedly which made me glare at him. "What?" He chuckled. "Can't we call the professionals? Or the Replacements?" He laughed louder.

Now it seemed surprisingly small. There were bigger opportunities ahead. New faces. New circles. New people with influence, ambition, and power. I smiled to myself. Whatever had happened before had only been the opening move. The real game, I believed, was only just beginning—until a sharp, authoritative knock echoed loudly at my front door, followed by a cold, unfamiliar voice calling out, *“Open up, Pat. Campus security and the disciplinary committee need a word about your admission file.”*