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Before the Storm
Hi all, I hope you enjoy this chapter. I am hoping to try and smash out the rest of the book in the next couple of weeks. There is maybe 3-5 chapters left, depending on where the story goes. I have a rough guide but sometimes find myself adding extra bits in every now and then as I write. If you are enjoying the story, please don't forget to leave a comment, like or vote for my book. I am super excited just to have people read by work and its nice to get feedback - especially on bits to improve. Enjoy! Love, Ax
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