S Class That I Raised Novels & Stories

I rubbed my temples, feeling the headache intensify. "You shouldn't let him get under your skin." Esther stood up from the bench, brushing off her robes. "I do believe you should join the Arcane class." I chuckled despite everything. "No." "Why not?" "I'll be joining the Primal class like I did the last time."

Is there no such thing as justice anymore? And it wasn’t like Adonis had fought some overpowered monsters or something. These were summoned E-Tier Monsters! They weren’t supposed to yield any substantial EXP! ‘So why…?! WHYYYYYY?!’ There was only one answer to his question, and Rey knew it already. ‘His Hero Class! It has to be!’ It was an S-Tier Class, so of course it had to have numerous privileges that would be considered broken by Rey’s standards. Of course, Rey knew he couldn’t complain since he had quite the broken Skill himself, but the situation felt a little too unfair for him.

Hazel's voice was laced with a mix of encouragement and sternness as she continued, "So, here's the deal. As I mentioned earlier, not everyone will be upgraded to Class 2. The reason is simple: some of you haven't demonstrated enough progress, and in Class 2, there's no room for correction. If you don't receive the upgrade, it means you're on the waitlist, but don't think it's a free pass. If I don't see significant improvements by next week, I'm afraid you'll be leaving the company. No exceptions." Her eyes scanned the room, meeting the gaze of each student, her expression unwavering.

It was so happy that it forgot to tell her that Maurice was not the one who disabled the cameras and recorders in the area. '...' Instead of answering, she chose to continue calming her nerves and trembling hands. Then with a heavy heart, she activated the skill and made it envelop the whole school. What she used was, of course, her hypnosis skill which she upgraded to S-. Though it was only S-, its scope was still large enough and could affect 100 people at once. The downside was, the effects would not be as strong as

The media were left on a chokehold when I was finally revealed to the public as the successor of the Steele Conglomerates. I was raised in shadows, hidden away from the media lights ever since five. And when I graduated business school, I was revealed as the successor and let out for the media gaze. Fuck all of that, the lady I'd just ran into needed help. “Mr B-brandon?” The feminine voice in the voice called again, yanking me out of thoughts. I immediately step aside, giving them the permission to do their job. “Protect my Chloe” That was the last thing she said.

It's not a typo error. I might go on hiatus

I go back to my class. ----

Then they'd tossed me aside like I was nothing. Was I really just that stupid? My hands curled into fists. "No," I said. Their faces went stiff, like it had never occurred to them that kind, accommodating Elaine might just say no. I frowned, pretending to be annoyed. "Even if we wanted to adopt, we can't just take in any kid. "Didn't you hear the nurse? The fever might've messed him up mentally. What's the point of raising someone who'll be useless when he grows up?" I sighed. "Stuart, Rosie, don't take this the wrong way, but let's be real—if anyone's at fault, it's his ungrateful parents.

I need some caffeine at the moment. @SenaSen