Echo Bad Batch Novels & Stories

An hour later, I pulled over to my driveway and went straight to bed but I couldn’t sleep that night, trying to come up with a way to save Alicia. All the good memories came back and played over and over again that night—the memories that I was fighting so had to destroy but kept on failing. The good memories then disappeared, allowing that one bad memory that I had of Alicia to keep on playing. The only memory that always clouded the good memories that I had created with her, that one bad memory that made me hate her so much. The thought of the betrayal that I got from her made me so pissed and felt like whatever that she was going through was what she deserved for deceiving me. I had zero

The voice called again behind her. "Yes." She answered him in the calmest voice ever. She had decided not to cry for him again. They were not lovers; they were just bed-buddies. Even the contract they signed when they started their game stated clearly that neither one of them was to fall in love with the other one. She had made the biggest mistake of her life by falling for him, but it was not too late to let go of the feeling and kill them. "I am really sorry." The voice apologized. She could hear his steps as he walked towards her.

Mac said and I looked at him intently. "What's going on?" Top asked and Mike was the one to answer him. "Well, Mr. Gesurem asked the three of them to work on a presentation regarding the subtypes of schizophrenia since they are the only ones who participated the questcussion a while ago. And by the way, Top. You didn't tell me that Maze is quite a big brain, huh. He was the only one who got the right answer! Beating these two!" The corner of my lips twitched with what Mike said. Gab and Mac glared at him cause he's obviously making fun of the fact that their answer was wrong. While I looked away from Top cause he's giving me that 'Now, I know what's the reason behind that face.' look and it'

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she called her father to eat. (Dad) * spit the food out* YOU GOOD FOR NOTING CHILD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HUH? I SHOULD HAVE FORCED THAT WOMAN TO ABORT YOU WHEN SHE WAS PREGNANT WITH YOU! Her father spat the spaghetti at her face. and walked out. Earlier that night

Ximena claps her hands, getting everyone’s attention. “Listen up guys. We told all of you, no shifting or foul play. So after seeing footage from the hidden camera’s we installed everywhere, we have to disqualify a three teams.” She tells us, stern look in her eyes as she watches over us. “I will call up your team and tell whether you’re in or disqualified. Okay, Team yellow – you’re in. Team green – you’re in. Team blue – disqualified. Team purple – you’re in. Team pink – disqualified. Team red – you’re in. Team white – you’re in. Team black – you’re in. Team silver – you’re in and team gold – you are disqualified.” As she is calling up the teams joyful cheers or deep grunts erupt from the

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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

8: Handling The Bad Billionaire "Hi, Beautiful!" Corven's greeting to Kelmira, who was enjoying her alone time with lots of food and watching series in the cinema room at Corven's house, became a bit chaotic because now the boss had gone home. "Huh? Why are you home so early? I haven't even gotten to episode two of this story yet, and you're already home. Didn't you guys enjoy the food?" Corven chose to sit beside Kelmira and pretended to be tired in front of the woman.