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I was lounging at home, scrolling through social media, when a livestream title suddenly caught my eye—"The Other Woman Crash Course." Curious, I entered to see a woman talking animatedly, "My sugar daddy gives me 200,000 every month. I just need to keep him satisfied!" Viewers were doubtful and asked, "I don't believe you. Tell us how you two met." She smiled. "That's alright. You don't get to meet someone like that every day. I met him after doing a bone marrow transplant with his girlfriend three years ago. That's how I met this golden bachelor." I frowned. I had a bone marrow transplant three years ago too. Suddenly, the door opened, and she covered her phone in panic. A man's deep voice came through the microphone, "Baby? What're you doing? You're acting weird." My fingers froze the moment I heard that voice. He sounded so much like my fiance, Leo Harvey. I called him. The very next second, the custom ringtone I had set for Leo's phone rang clearly through the livestream.

“ Considering you're the best fighter amongst us, and the first to reach out to me, I need you” “Splendid,” Silas said, clapping once with a flourish. “We’ve got the strong silent guy, the doctor who I don't know much of now, but I can guess he'd be more cheerful than Mr pokerface over here” He nodded at Ronan, and Daniel let out a snort he didn't know he had been hiding, “and me—the genius who reads the world’s code. Led by Player 001, who’s still a complete newbie.” He grinned. “Perfect setup for a betrayal story, isn’t it? We build something, put the crown on her, then find out she doesn’t even know how to use her skills properly. What happens when Ryan’s players show up and you’re still figuring out your inventory, Ara?”

“ Mum turned around and the next sound I heard was the bang the entrance door made as she went through it. Then the soft sputtering of her car's engine as she zoomed off. And I was alone in the big house, probably spending my first full day in Woodhidge alone. Just great. I looked at my erected 'member' bulging from inside my underpants, and I wondered why that happened to guys every morning. The stubborn dude below likes to have his highlight every morning. That immediately brought my mind to what Caleb, the only true friend I had, said about the early morning predicament for men. Caleb, who was known to have a great sense of humour, believed that guys faced that in the morning because they had had sex in the night. One would think it was a joke but Caleb truly believed that and would have no other theory.

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

I hated how steadying it felt. I stepped back before I could think too hard about that. "Just — explain. You said you'd seen this before. What did you mean?" "There's a novel," he said. "About a wolf warrior who enrolls at an academy and starts shifting into a black wolf instead of the rare white wolf she was born with. No one can explain it. Not at first." My pulse spiked. "Who wrote it?" "Sophie Miller, I think." The name hit me like a blow to the chest. The world tilted, sound rushing out of my ears until all I could hear was my own heartbeat, deafening.

Then he himself will be either killed or forever exiled from his family. Things aren’t meant to be like this. Then, he opens his eyes. And pulls the trigger. --- SOoooooo the book is finished! This was Part I of the Games We Play series; ACT I: Awakening. I will post information about the second part, which will be a separate story, in the next chapter tomorrow, and then some links where you can get the ebook/paperback if you'd like on a****n the day after that! thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed :) xoxo, Ronnie

is a God of weapons, and as such its difficulty is also Godly. It will not be easy, but if you persist, the very Heavens themselves will tremble beneath your feet. With one swing the Gods will be Slayed, and with another, the abyss sundered." Sheng Chen's mind trembled like a kite in a hurricane. He had never read anything more badass, and that was just the introduction. An image appeared in his mind of a man standing in front of an army of millions alone with his weapon, hair swaying in the wind, what could be more majestic than that? For some reason his heartbeat increased and a strange new feeling seeped into his heart. The desire to fight! He opened his eyes only to see a teddy bear staring back at him. "What the f-" Startled, he jumped back, falling off the platform on to his bum. After sitting up again he saw Julie standing on the platform, looking at him with tears in her eyes while hugging the teddy bear. "Did Julie hurt you big brother?" she asked with a quivering voice, about to break out crying any second. "No no

He had done everything he could, yet the most important battle—the one for Nadia’s life—was entirely out of his control. And that, more than anything, was what terrified him the most. Now everything is properly adjusted with "Theodore" in narration and "Mr. Theodore" or "Mr. Thatcher" in Miranda's dialogue. Let me know if you need any more tweaks!

“These questions aren't enough to make it difficult for you… This sentence internally… The taboo of revealing identity will result in death. How reckless?” “New recreations reach first to me, everything else… Nothing.” “You let go of Lady Alice. I just came up with a very interesting game. The game is called 1:1. Sound mesmerizing?” "I haven't asked the last question yet." “The first question you asked two questions, I answered them both. Law is law, fair contract. To say is to do.” "Okay. Put her down.”

After I hung up, Lydia Cross and Ryan Wells laughed so hard they nearly doubled over. Ryan clutched his stomach, tears almost coming out. "Connor, you really know how to brag. "I've seen all the purchase contracts for the Eastbank project. Not one of them has the name Bryce on it. Who are you pretending to be?" Lydia stopped laughing too, her face full of impatience and contempt. "Connor, that's enough. Keep pretending and you'll just embarrass yourself further."

Chapter 21: The Global Release The internet never stops and by 8:00 AM the morning people were going crazy in the comments under Chapter Twenty. Avery was sitting on the patio of her house in the country and the cool morning air was blowing through the pages of her notebook as she scrolled through all the messages on her phone. Thousands of readers on GoodNovel and NovelSnack were totally losing it over the twist about the grandfather's hidden key.

Tommy, her best friend, a handsome twenty-two-year-old giant of a man and an orphan who has been an unsuitable parcel shunted between overcrowded foster homes, smirked at her, “So, Di, what the hell happened to you? You looked dead, by the way.” “I'm not dead!” “Yeah right.” “I am not dead; you can see me, right? I'm doing okay,” she said, rolling her eyes at him as she remembered how crazy Tommy was. Freshmen days, and they met in the library, and ever since they became best friends. They have worked part-time at Bean Coffee for two years now. He was the one and only person on the planet who seemed rather fascinated with everything about time travel and such. She mentally shook her head. How could she not acknowledge the fact that he becomes crazy about it, watching every damn movie about time travel and every bloody book that has time travel in it? He even makes her read the one he loves the most—his favourite. The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August, in which she ended up reading the chapters twice because, for the love of God, her human brain couldn’t even fathom the idea of the writer, but she finished anyway just for the sake of Tommy, who asked her every bloody time about what happened and what her feedback was per chapter.

Tom recited along with his recollections as he immediately opened his eyes wide. "The book. Fighting against itself and having its own consciousness, it's time to dig! ' He immediately started ravaging through the book seeing other mysterious drafts and out-of-the-normal sketches of some unpopular places before he returned to page fifty-five. He started reading, what he was reading on that page wasn't what he read on that same page yesterday, instead he was seeing a whole different print. Chapter Six The Plan "You're indeed he. The chosen one. Yet, the road is still to be walked on. The treasures still to be unearthed. So many passages will appear to mislead… "

00:05. Leo looked at Elian. The boy was the only thing in the room still glowing with high-definition color. He was the "Prince of the Trash," the new protagonist. To the Editor, he was an asset to be harvested; to Leo, he was the only reason he had bothered to survive the last 210 chapters. The Anatomy of the Narrative Breach Leo’s mind, still recovering from the "Static" of the Omni-Tower, began to race. He wasn't thinking as a hero. He was thinking as a Top Author who had studied the market for a century.

Gosh, I have sinned but I don't feel sorry about it. How naughty of me! I was about to walk towards the door when I heard a little noise coming from the kitchen. Someone was opening the refrigerator. I turned around and saw Neal getting something out of it. I know that he is very hungry right now. He hasn't eaten this morning and decided to just lock himself inside the room. He doesn't want to eat with me and it must have been hard for him to get something to consume when I was staying in the living room, watching something.

It wasn't until Rae walking into my construction site and turned my life upside down that I realized I wasn't really living at all. Looks like my Plus One, became my only one. Wow, that sounded fucking cheesy. THE END Epilogue *** Rae Four Months Later Lying in bed the sun wakes me, but I'm too tired to actually wake up. The bed feels so warm and cozy, and with the snowstorm outside there's no reason to get out. I'm not going anywhere. Plus, getting out of bed results in me rummaging through the fridge for everything and anything to eat. My phone buzzes on the nightstand and I reach over to grab it.

As soon as they got home, Felix flopped onto the couch. The moment he said he was hungry, Ashley eagerly went into the kitchen, excited to show off her newfound cooking skills. Normally too delicate to cook, she was now scrolling through her phone for nutritious meal plans, afraid of causing Felix to have an upset stomach. Dad presented him with the latest luxury gaming console, saying it was a welcome-home gift to celebrate his cheating death. Mom had already cleaned Felix's room thoroughly and filled it with air-purifying plants, saying that fresh air was good for his recovery.

And as they hit the ground, the screen on the phone changed one last time. PLAYER ONE: PIM. PLAYER TWO: CHALIDA. OBJECTIVE: SURVIVE. The hunt was on. And this time, there were no rules left to break.

It's not my fault high school is an episode of Survivor. When the zombies come crawling for their brains, I will be the last human to remember history. I'm excited to be an oracle and pass down history through oral tradition. You're welcome, peasants. You'll be glad I read it all then. "I don't care what your name is, really," Kelly says as she rips my romance novel from my hands. "Give that back. That's my favorite novel." Kelly moves her arms in all directions keeping my novel from me. Her minions, Alexa, and Tia, watch with giggles flying from their asses.

“Thank you for the opportunity with Ricci Enterprises. I would be honored.” He smiled, “You earned it, Princess. I will see you tomorrow.” I watched him until he got onto the elevator and the doors closed. When I walked into my apartment, I was met with two pairs of eyes and two guilty faces. I tilted my head. “Um why do you two look like you were caught taking cookies out of the cookie jar?” Thats when I noticed my TV was on pause. My eyes widened. “You were watching New Girl without me?” Alfredo jumped off Aaron’s lap as if to say, “you’re on your own dude.”