Hey loves, I hope you're all okay...just wanted to come here and make an announcement. For those who were asking for book two of The Unwanted Luna, I wanted to inform you that my editor was able to change it's status back to ongoing, so instead of having a separate book two I'll be continuing it from where I left off. If you still have The Unwanted Luna in your library please check it out, I already posted a couple of chapters. It continues from where it left of. That's all. Take care and stay safe❤️
If you've come this far I just want to say thank you so much. Your love and support means the whole world to me and I couldn't have made this book a success without you my lovely readers❤️. You my loves are simply the best. Once again thank you so much and thank you for always being so patient with
“I so did not need to hear that” she says, making a barfing motion before continuing. “Then if mom isn’t pregnant and you and Aunt Lily are already expecting then it means Aunt Claire’s baby is the one I’m sensing”We all turn to look at Claire who looks like a deer caught in headlights.“Damn it, I
Mayra.I have never been this happy my entire life. I thought things couldn’t get better after Raya died but they did. Everyone was there to help me heal and to help me pick myself up and move forward. Darren was my biggest supporter. He had been the source of my strength and my pillar on those days
********Darren.I hold her hand in mine. Praying to the goddess that she would wake up. It’s been close to three weeks since she slipped into a coma. The doctors still aren’t sure if she will wake up.Krystal told me to hold on. Not to lose faith but it’s hard to do that with each day that passes a
They did everything they could to hurt each other for years until I was born. You’re probably wondering how it is they had me if they hated each other. My grandad demanded an heir. Given they couldn’t stand each other, sleeping together was out of the question so they settled on artificial inseminat
Mayra.I open my eyes and I’m no longer in the dark room. I’m in a field. I look around trying to figure out how the hell I got here. Was I dead? Was this paradise? The last thing I remember was the excruciating pain caused by the silver running through my veins. I must have died. That was the only