Extra Works Hard Novels & Stories

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

Good night", he greeted. "You are sleeping early today?", his mom asked in surprise. "No, I have things to do upstairs and I might not come back downstairs any longer today", he explained. "I am exhausted as well", Mr. Mark admitted stretching his arms widely to exercise them. Kavinsky walked up the stairs and locked his bedroom door behind him. He walked to his study desk and turned on his laptop. He logged in on the internet and began his research. Hours passed and he could not get a satisfying answer on his school old project.

Calantha worried, she said "Then I just leave it like this, don’t I?" Mary comforted, “Don't worry. Wait for another month and the signs will disappear completely. S-rank alphas can store temporary marks for up to a month, but low-grade alphas' marks only last for a maximum of half a month. I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky. And if you want to cover it, it's simple. In this era, science and technology have advanced. You just need to stick the patch, spray the antiperspirant on the Pheromones, then put on your incense bag and then you can go to work as usual. And be careful , okay."

If this place and its people were like those from Hollywood movies, she could as well try using her powers like they did. After three awfully slow minutes, nothing happened making her a bit upset. She decided to ignore her first failed attempt. Maybe she didn’t do it right or she probably wasn’t fully concentrating. Yes, that should be it, she thought to herself. Repeating the process over again, she decided to pay a hundred percent attention to what she was doing this time. After two minutes, the result came out the same, causing her to let out a groan of frustration. Why isn’t it working? She mentally questioned, already in tears.

Adrian asked, following her gaze toward Sofia, now curled up half-asleep against Maria's side. "A little," Elena admitted. "But mostly just grateful. For all of it. Even the hard parts that got us here." "Especially those," Adrian agreed, echoing the sentiment that had become, over the years, something like their shared philosophy of everything — the hard-won understanding that difficulty, faced honestly and together, built something sturdier than ease ever.

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Minus “You know why I gave you the name Minus when I patched you in?” Cutter’s eyes softened. “You told me it was because I was dependable. That I was good at making problems go away.” “That’s all true, but it’s horse shit. Has nothing to do with why I gave you that handle.” “Then, why?” I asked.

she rolled her eyes then shake her head. She saw how Britney Smith paraded herself in the office before. She would only act like that if Daniel gave her reason to. Remembering Britney Smith’s arrogant face instantly put her in a sour mood. “I have not” he declared proudly. He was working for 16 hours every day to establish himself and build connections while he’s abroad. How could he waste his time on superficial things such as flirting or dating. “You wasted your youth then” she quipped full of wisdom. “???”

"Okay. I'll just sleep at home. You know what to do. Don't let the media know." "Thank you, Wright. Can I drink one of your expensive brandies?" "Do what you want, Claire. 'Don't defile Sassa. It was Melissa's gift in our first months." Sassa is a big tiger stuffed toy. "Yeah. Yeah, I know." I bet she’s rolling her eyes now. Being friends with your exes is a choice. "By the way, good luck on taming the love of your life. Sorry for making the situation more complicated when I returned, Wright."