Limited Extra Time Ch 18 Novels & Stories

Her tense silence unnerved Emmeline a bit. "Don't forget, I'm one of those who agreed to play too! You can't curse me while sacrificing yourself for my honor. It'll make your efforts meaningless." Minnie's cheery voice rang. Taehyung stopped moving. "Isn't the damn five minutes over yet??" he cried out loudly. Richard checked his phone again with a wicked grin. "Not quite." Just as Emmeline glanced at the time on his screen, the last digit ticked over. She wasted no time announcing it. "It just ended!"

Elara hadn't tried to hide the fact that she was at Tobias' house. "Elara, since this was an unforeseen and uncontrollable circumstance, the committee has discussed your situation and agreed to let you continue. "You will receive Exam Paper B. However, as three hours of the exam have already passed, you will not be granted extra time. You must submit your answers along with the other contestants in five hours." "Understood," Elara responded calmly. Then, she immediately began answering the questions. Her eyes never left her screen or the scratch paper in front of her.

Her red nail tapped the thick stack. "We're a fully compliant facility. We follow procedure. To avoid disputes—or certain family members making unreasonable claims—" She paused, eyes gleaming. "Per our latest policy, you need to read every word of all thirty-five pages before signing. Miss one, and you won't be signing anything today."

"You won't die. We've offered a high reward to find a matching donor. Olivia may be selfish for refusing, but we won't let you die." Even Dad, usually unreadable, had red, tear-filled eyes. And Ethan, the ruthless and decisive head of a mafia family, also had tears in his eyes. They were all grieving Lily's death, a death that hadn't even happened yet. Meanwhile, no one seemed to notice my own impending demise. I bit my lip. And then, to prove my sincerity, I took out my phone and recorded a video. "July 26, 2025. I, Olivia Larson, voluntarily donate my kidney to Lily Larson. No one forced or pressured me. This is my genuine choice."

He takes a huge bite before looking away. Wow! Did he just get my attention so he can do that?! Now I’m craving cake. I’ve been on a strict diet but tonight I’ll binge eat. Finally! I have to win this! “Eldon Thorne, you’re up.” When I’m up on stage, the instructor starts explaining. “To avoid expulsion, you are required to last at least six minutes against my attacks. To move up to Level D, you are required to last up to ten minutes. You are free to attack and defend as you see fit, shifting and use of claws are strictly prohibited. If you feel like giving up, forfeit. I will not stop attacking you before the time is up until you are either unconscious or you surrender. Surrendering means y

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Chapter 14: Truth? The ball bounced off the net and the two teenagers jumped simultaneously. They each scored 99 points and only one of them would be the winner. Time seemed to slow down for Chris as he looked over to Nathan who was persistent in getting the ball first with all his might. Chris knew Nathan was beyond exhaustion by then and he had passed his limits too. However, neither of them wanted to back down just yet. Chris studied his features carefully and he felt something akin to an “admiration” at the moment.

The little mistake one does was likely to cause his loss of the game. They fought all their time and no was emerged as the winner to continue to the finals. The judges gave them the extra time of three minutes to continue. Without delay, both of them released their weapons. They fought gallantly as men and all three minutes were elapsed. Indeed It was a good fight to have been watched. The stands gave them the necessary applauds.

That's why I intervened—before their tension escalated into another screaming match. "A foot massage?" I arched a brow. "When did that happen?" "You beat me three times sparring last week," Phoenix leaned against the counter. "Pay up, Wilder." I crossed my arms. "Before you cheated with the leg sweep." "Illegal move," Jack muttered, drying an already clean plate with sudden interest. "Hence my reparations offer!" Phoenix spread his hands. "Come on, you know you want to." He was wrong—but the exhaustion weighing me down (three missed MMA classes felt like withdrawal) finally won over pride. "Fine," I exhaled. "But wander those hands, and I break fingers."

The compere said out loud and as some people stopped cheering, he added further, "Please calm down, everyone... Let me complete" Everyone stopped cheering and Sheena stopped jumping. "I wanted to clarify that... Anderson High's answer was indeed correct but... They answered after the fifteen seconds" Compere said and my eyes widened as he continued, "They answered at 18th second. I called them out when the timer hit fifteen seconds but they were eager to answer and they did... But after the time got up. So that gives them a negative point as per the rules and that... Gives the Lincoln Park a bonus point which actually makes them the winners of this competition..." The compere said out loud a