Novel & Cerita The S Classes I Raised

Alex frowned, "Over 400,000?" "I didn't think you'd still be so childish and have no self-awareness even a year after graduation! Back then, you had to pay for your classes in installments, but you still wanted to pursue me. It's the same as you wanting to buy a BMW now. You’re just a typical person who aspires for something you’re not even worthy of!"

I headed towards the stairs since SS3 was the last top floor,alot of stairs,I gripped my bag as I took a step at a time to my class,I walked past commercial class,it was empty,my heart beat increased as I got closer to my class. I'm going to see Olivia's and Lucas's face for the first time,this year A frown appeared on my face when I thought of them,suddenly boldness entered me and marched to my class,I could hear the voice of my Civic Education teacher,Miss Lucy,which means the whole SS3 class will be there. Here goes nothing

, he asked. "I'm fine, you?", I replied. "I'm cool" "Thanks for answering the question", i said, not knowing what else to say. "It's nothing" "Which class are you in?", I asked, hoping to classify his success under "class-factor" "S.S.1 to enter 2, you?" "Same", I replied. It was then that it dawned on me that I was just a king in my territory, that outside that territory, mightier lions live. I then resolved to shoot for the sky even when I have no competition to motivate me.

Or maybe not crazy enough—a kind of cold, logical madness that almost makes sense if you look at it sideways. “You’re not making it through that tunnel,” Amon says, his shadows swirling back, ready for round two. “We’ll stop you.” “Will you?” The Chancellor cocks his head. “You’re strong, shadow manipulator. Stage III, if I’m reading you right. But I’ve been feeding on all this Intent for weeks. I’ve taken powers and memories from dozens of Hunters. I’m Class S now. Do you really think you can stop me?” Class S. That’s the top. The kind of threat they send entire squads for, with heavy gear and backup plans.

"Greyvane is my first advancement condition. If I can't fix this, I can't advance. If I can't advance, I don't survive. That's the situation." Torren absorbed this. Then, slowly: "What Class?" "Inheritor of Ruin." Torren went very still. "That's not a standard designation." "No." "I've read about that Class. Historical records. There were three previous instances. All of them died before completing their second tier advancement." "I know." "And you're trying anyway." "I don't have a choice," Kael said. "This is the Class the System gave me. I work with it or I work with nothing."

Sophia's POV I am beyond exhausted. I just want to go to the clinic, but I know if I do that, Carter will obviously be there too. Even if he doesn't want to, Luke will surely force him or do everything he can to make Carter go with me. Goddess knows what will I do if I am left alone with him. With that freaking scent of his and these horny wolves of ours might as well be here in public rather than suffer in private. Our classroom can accommodate up to two classes of students since it is a bit wider than other basic and standard classrooms. The special class, though, named 'Moonlight Class', Carter's classroom, can hold up to three sections, and it is still not crowded. The hierarchy and favo

Pitting it against the S-Class, it was like comparing a black-and-white television from the 1980s with a 4K-television with a curved screen. Even a fool could tell the difference. After everyone had seen the S-Class booster, they looked down on this B-Class booster. Susan walked over and sarcastically said, “Hey, is this also a booster? I would’ve thought that it was a toilet bowl if I hadn’t known. I wonder why you wanted to claim Tom’s present. I suppose you couldn’t afford it, so you just claimed his gift as yours. If it weren’t for this fingerprint button, you could have really tricked us.

I knew that this was important, and I wanted to be prepared for whatever came my way. As the day went on, we were grouped into different classes based on our prospective Alpha's net worth. I ended up in the class for Alphas with a net worth of $900 million to $500 million. Martha was in the same personal maid class as Mila as she told me later, which was a huge relief. The classes were intense, and we had to work hard to keep up. But I was determined to do well. I knew that the future held great things for me, and I wanted to be ready for them.

When I came home from a long day at work, she would always ask me if I was tired. Whenever this happened, Jessica would roll her eyes and mock Olivia for "sucking up" to me. Given that Olivia had just turned five, I asked if she wanted to take an extracurricular class. She said she'd go along with whatever I decided. But when Jessica overheard our conversation, she came running over, insisting that I couldn't favor one child over the others—Billy and Maisie had to be signed up too. Although paying for classes for all three children was a significant financial strain, I simply nodded and agreed.

she exclaimed, her voice warm and engaging. The students sprang to their feet, their faces filled with respect and admiration. "Good morning, Ma'am!" they chorused in unison, their voices echoing through the room. Hazel's eyes sparkled with excitement as she began to speak. "Today, we'll be having a special upgrading class. We'll be welcoming some of our Class One students who have shown exceptional potential, and a select few will be fast-tracked to Class Four, skipping Class Three altogether!" The room buzzed with anticipation as Hazel paused for dramatic effect. Then, with a flourish, she gestured to the door, and five students entered, their faces beaming with pride and nervousness.