Full Marks Novels & Stories

Out of the eight professional courses, she received full marks for five of them and scored above 95 marks for the remaining three courses. Madison's average was 85 for the final exam this semester, but she applied for extra credit due to her academic output and thesis publications. Her final GPA was 4.0, equivalent to an average score of 90 marks. Sebastian had a GPA of 4.2, or an average score of 92 marks, after adding his extra credit. Both of them had tasted the benefits of having extra credit, so how could they pass up such a good opportunity to get more this time?

The devil who was controlling his body chuckles. “It’s useless. Do you think a toy could hurt me?” “Loser.” “What do you mean?” “You didn’t let me take the sword. It means, you were afraid, right?“ “Haha. How could it be?” “So?” “Fine. I’ll let you take it. Let me see… what you can do with that trash.” The handsome man took Tiara’s sword. He closed his eyes for a moment. His face was serious, concentrating on the power of his Dark Flame. A second later, a pitch black flame came out from his hand. Then, the flames spread slowly, burning every inch of the sword.

My thighs pressed together, futile, desperate. The handle rattled. Just a test, nothing more. Maddox’s voice dropped, darker now, wolf close to the surface. “You can run, sweetheart. You can shove me out a hundred times. But you can’t lie to me. Not about this. I can smell you.” My core clenched, humiliation and want tangled in a painful knot. Gods, he could. They all could. My wolf crooned, delighted. "Marked without bite, claimed without touch."

She hadn’t been exaggerating her skills, there are various mentions of broken records. Her marksmanship is noted as unmarkable, beyond the scoring scale and the teacher had been annoyed they could only give her full marks. Her language teacher was impressed with her ability to learn languages so quickly and remain fluent in the ones she’d known for longer despite not using them in between. She’d been taught fifteen, and she’d learned another five off her own back. The teacher was very happy and says there’s nothing else to teach her.

I wouldn't mind having wrinkled when I got a perfect score. After the teacher handed all the papers, he leaned on the whiteboard. "Only two students got a perfect score. You all told me you understood and I even let you open your notes. I'm really disappointed. Cupid and Psyche, congratulations on having a perfect score. I hope everyone in this class will get high marks next time. That will be all. Class dismissed." Mister Diaz announced. I organized my things and looked at Landon. "Are you finished?" I asked him.

Lilly Michaellooks pleased with himself when we put our markers down. All I can think is he’s going to learn how much I’ve obsessed over him. “Alright.” Cataleya claps her hands. “Time to grade the answers. Start at the top and read them out to your partner. And remember, people, this is supposed to be fun.” Amora grabs the microphone. “And if anyone gets one hundred percent, you’re meant to be together, because let me tell you, this was hard. Richard and I didn’t come close.”

With the adjustment and the additional five marks, Camilla automatically beat the girl with three marks. “Thank you teacher for the adjustment. Can you kindly adjust the overall result?” Silas pleaded.

Mr Caleb quickly collect a paper which contains the result of the quiz and walk back to face the students. "At this point, we have come to the end of the quiz. Here are the results recorded by the panels of judges." Mr Caleb take a deep breath and clear his throat. "In the mathematics, Alex Manson scored 6 marks out of the total marks of 6; that is to say that Alex got all the marks in Mathematics." Mr Caleb said and look up to see how the students will react but the students were in silence as non of them was saying anything. "Donald Benjamin scored 4 marks out of the total marks of 6. Donald lost two marks in the math......"

My company let employees clock paid hours while petting the office cats, take unlimited vacation, and skip the time clock altogether. For a while, people called us a dream company. Then one of my employees posted online and accused the whole thing of being a kindness trap. He filmed the office as if it were paradise, but the caption told a different story: [Don't envy us. All of this was bought with our low pay and our youth.] The post went viral, and overnight, I became the fake-nice boss who bled his employees dry behind a mask of small kindnesses. The entire internet told my employees to run. Fine. I let them. I rolled out a new policy. Effective immediately, every flexible benefit

'I got this' I assured him. "Would you like to tell me about your mate?" I asked changing the topic. "What has that got to do with this?" He asked. "Is she tall and beautiful? Dark haired? kind and sweet?" I teased him waiting for a reaction and I wasn't disappointed. He struggled to break free from the chain but it only burned him more. Something told me it was silver. "She is dead" he lied. In the book I was reading when the mate of a mated wolf dies the mate mark begins to slowly fade. But his was still burning.