Surviving As A Genius On Borrowed Time Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I stitch up corpses for a living. I took a step back, putting some distance between us. Stella set a cup of coffee on the steel table. "Two weeks ago, there was that traffic accident. You discovered that the brake line had been cut. "And today, you found the gold hidden inside the wheelchair." She leaned closer and lowered her voice. "Being blinded by money can get you killed." I looked at her and smiled. "Maybe. But the people who get in the way of my money tend to die pretty miserably.

Faced below, he watched in complete awe, not knowing what to do. He furrowed with a crease before the glass shattered. He dropped in instantly, thus the lights faded. Series Name : Born By Power Sequel Name : The Uprise Of Hell (Book 2) Chapter : Chapter 16 ; Hell 1 Feedback / Question :

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On this world, people became adults at the age of fifteen and they were expected to get by on their own, but on Bob's world he was still a student living at his parent's house. His kind demeanor added up to his naive upbringing were the reason why he was in his current situation. The moment he stepped foot into the brothel without knowing, his fate was sealed. "What do you mean I have to pay you?" "Don't tell me you thought I fell for you on firstsight" Says the curvy beauty as she starts dressing herself "Of course I thought so! you should have warned me beforehand!" "There's no free meal honey, if you don't have money I'll have to call in the guards"

“Thermal mapping in an abandoned subway line under Geneva. Private records say it was sealed twenty years ago, but the heat patterns show fresh activity.” Adrian was already moving. “Get the team. We leave in fifteen.” He paused at the screen, eyes locked on the grainy layout. “Hold on, Amelia,” he whispered. “I’m coming.” Unknown Location – Later That Night A sudden power surge rattled the floor. Red lights flashed. Shouting. Gunfire. Amelia yanked at her restraints, heart pounding. The door burst open. Not Sophie. Not the guard. Adrian.

Noticing where my attention lingered, a classmate leaned in and said, "Aaron's grades were already slipping before, and after taking time off, his SAT score could only get him into a regular university. It's such a waste. He used to be the top student, a real genius." In my previous life, he had a guaranteed spot at Quinver University and a future that couldn't have been brighter. But in this life, he chose Lily, throwing it all away without hesitation. I couldn't help but wonder where this path would lead him. As the class reunion wound down, I stepped outside the dining hall for some fresh air. Aaron followed me out. "I'm broke, Larissa. Could you lend me some money?" he asked. I let out a

Accidental Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire Written By Okwuma Esther (Esther~Writes) Chapter One. (ELOISE POV) "Congratulations, Mrs. Laurent. The procedure for the sperm insemination was successful." Those exact words echoed in my mind as I stepped out of my car, barely bothering to slam the door shut behind me. A cool gust of wind brushed against my skin, carrying the sharp bite of an impending downpour. Above me, the sky darkened, the clouds shifting into a heavy shade of blue as distant rumbles signaled the storm’s approach but I didn’t give a damn.

A single line of text appeared, written in the cold, professional font of Vivienne LeClair: "Did you really think the 'Billionaire' could just walk away, Reader? A story this long creates a Gravity Well. You didn't just watch them; you Nourished them. And now that they’re gone, the 'Narrative Hole' they left in your mind is an Unsecured Loan." The screen displayed a graph of your own heart rate over the last twenty-four hours. It showed a massive spike during the goodbye, followed by a terrifying, flatline-like drop into the "Ordinary." "The challenge isn't surviving the Apocalypse, Reader," the text continued. "The challenge is surviving the Aftermath. Julian gave you a 'Severance Package.'

His expression darkened, betrayal and hunger and something raw I couldn't name. Chapter 7 didn't end in romance or resolution. It ended in chaos. The truth was out. I wasn't the lost sister. I was the heir. And now? The real war could finally begin.

Behind me, I heard the dull thud of the garage door finally giving way, followed by a chorus of shouts and the staccato rhythm of automatic fire. I pushed the bike harder, the speedometer climbing. Every turn was a gamble, a blind corner that could end in a stone wall. My mind was a whirlwind of images my father’s hands on a wrench, the heat of Dax’s kiss, the cold eyes of Victor Kane. I realized then that my 300,000-word journey wasn't just about survival. It was about evolution. I was no longer just Mia Chen, the girl who hid her face. I was the keeper of a legacy that could change everything.