Aku Gagal Novels & Stories

I nodded and agreed. On the last piece of paper, my handwriting was so messy that it was hardly legible. It was as if I'd used up the last of my strength to write it down. "The system told me I'd failed to win Quinn's heart. I have three days left, but that's fine. I can finally stop trying." Quinn's hands shook violently. The papers slipped from between his fingers and scattered all over the floor. It turned out I'd made 99 attempts. Every time, I started off filled with hope. And every time, he personally squashed out that hope.

Malcolm was sentenced to five years in prison for deliberately framing an innocent person. As for Gavin and Amelia, although they had helped carry out the scheme, they were elderly and in poor health. In the end, prosecutors decided not to bring charges against them. The courts might have let them go, but life didn't. Three days after everything happened, Gavin suffered a fatal heart attack. Amelia became seriously ill after his death. Half a month later, she also passed away. Gavin and Amelia had only one daughter. As their son-in-law, I did my best to arrange a simple funeral for them.

"You can't even close a simple deal? If you couldn't do it, you should've just said so! How can you be this useless?" My smile stiffened. I didn't even get the chance to say, "Happy anniversary." There were so many nights I spent drinking with clients just to make sure Clement got every opportunity. I went too far tonight, and my stomach gave out, leaving me collapsed at their feet. Before I fainted, I saw the clients across from me give me a look full of mockery. The clients' and Clement's voices came through the line at once. "Relax, Queen Vivi. We've got that fool jumping through hoops!"

I wipe the little tears that were escaping from the corner of my eyes when Gage wasn't looking at me. "I was horny. I wanted to get my mind off of you because I was so mad at you. I wanted to get my mind off of the things that happened between you and me so I did that. I'm sorry. I know I promised you I won't fuck around with other women, but I failed you. I'm sorry." He adds. He chuckles humorlessly. "I was such a coward Tate." He shakes his head.

Before I could explain, she exploded in rage, punching and kicking me. My consciousness began to blur, and blood flowed freely from my mouth and nose. Instead of taking me to the hospital, she dumped me at my grandmother's house in the countryside. "From now on, you're no longer my daughter." For the next ten years, Renee never visited. Her story made everyone in the room look askance at me. I felt like being transported back to that year when I was cast aside. Anger surged within me, and my body started shaking uncontrollably. "You're the real fool! Back then, I didn't have a single penny to my name, and I was so hungry I could barely walk. Where would I have found the money to buy that man

Failed I could travel the world, I forgot I could go around the world, failed I could eat free fruit, failed I became the son-in-law of a rich person. My goal failed! So many considerations, in my eyes, Gerald is the right person, he's a perfect human that fits my eyes, and God has other plans.

As one of the country's top high school teachers, I have helped countless students get into the best colleges. But I somehow find myself reborn as a poor kid from the countryside while attending a ceremony honoring my achievements. A mysterious voice echoes in my mind. "If you fail to get into college, you'll die!" How hard can that be? It's just getting into college. That's hardly a challenge for a genius like me. But soon I realize that getting into college isn't really about how smart you are. In the end, it all comes down to people and their motives.

I'm not naturally academically gifted. No matter how hard I push myself—staying up until three in the morning only to drag myself out of bed at six—I can barely keep my grades somewhere in the middle of the class. For most of my school life, no one pays much attention to me. That changes three months before the college entrance exam. One day, my homeroom teacher, Victoria Bennett, calls class president Ethan Sterling and me into her office without warning. She looks at me sternly, asking, "Did you cheat off Ethan during this month's exam?" I shake my head. "No." Victoria turns to Ethan. "What do you have to say?" Ethan quietly chuckles. "I was focused on my own test, so I didn't re

-Emmet- My business proposal failed. I don’t know how it happened, or what the hell happened, but at the end of the day. My business pitch failed. I tried to remember what happened from the very beginning to know exactly when I made a mistake, but I couldn’t remember when I made the mistake. “How was the meeting?” Garrett asked. He always knows when to call. “I failed,” I replied. Still trying to analyze what the hell happened. “Failed?” Garrett asked in confusion. “But your pitch is one of the best I have heard.”

asked Ria, curiously. "Yes, half of my family has done MBBS. My cousin just finished a year back." "Do students fail just because of marks? What if they get sick during exams?" asked Ria. " They failed my cousin in the second year because she couldn't write the exam. She got chickenpox and she couldn't come up. In the first year also she failed because of less attendance." "Less attendance?" "Yes, you need seventy-five percentage of attendance to write the exam or else they won't give you the hall ticket."