MasukHello, guys!
As you know, all things must come to an end, so… Here we are. Ending this writing project is kinda bittersweet for me, since day after day and night after night, I’ve become so invested in Thea and Damiano’s story.
It hasn’t been a smooth ride... Nonetheless, I managed to finish it. And I did it with your help and support. There was a moment or two (actually, a lot of them) when I contemplated the idea of quitting, of not writing this story anymore, but because a lot of you expressed interest in it, I decided to give it my all.
And the result is here, under your eyes.
So…
*Thank you to those who went through the free chapters and asked for more. You boosted my determination to keep on writing.
*Thank you to those who continued to privately encourage me throughout the entire writing process, and to those who have sent me honest and kind words. It meant more than you know.
*Thank you to those who purchased my book, to everyone who has taken time out of their day to read the entire novel, to those who recommended it to their friends and continue to spread the word.
*Thank you to everyone who has commented and reviewed my book. A review might not mean a lot to you, as a reader, but there’s no greater gift to an author. Your reviews are the oxygen that keeps a book alive.
And, since this is my 5th year writing on and for Goodnovel, my most important THANK YOU goes to every single one of you who have supported me from day one on this platform.
During the past 5 years, you've inspired me to continue to go after my dreams. You've brightened my darkest days. You helped me to believe that I can do anything I set my mind to, and you've helped me achieve what I once thought was impossible.
Stay safe! Stay healthy! Stay loved and in love!
XOXO
Emma.
P.S. Before tagging the book ‘COMPLETED’, I’ll do some editing on it. Remember to give it a refresh from time to time. And remember also to keep an eye on my Goodnovel profile... A new story is on its way... a steamy Christmas novel... So, stay tuned.
Hello, guys!As you know, all things must come to an end, so… Here we are. Ending this writing project is kinda bittersweet for me, since day after day and night after night, I’ve become so invested in Thea and Damiano’s story.It hasn’t been a smooth ride... Nonetheless, I managed to finish it. And I did it with your help and support. There was a moment or two (actually, a lot of them) when I contemplated the idea of quitting, of not writing this story anymore, but because a lot of you expressed interest in it, I decided to give it my all.And the result is here, under your eyes.So…*Thank you to those who went through the free chapters and asked for more. You boosted my determination to keep on writing.*Thank you to those who continued to privately encourage me throughout the entire writing process, and to those who have sent me honest and kind words. It meant more than you know.*Thank you to those who purchased my book, to everyone who has taken time out of their day to read the
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