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Harper’s POV Tuesday drags its heels into the dark, melting into another endless cycle of absolute isolation. The mansion has become a luxurious mausoleum, a sprawling prison of white marble and gold leaf where time has completely lost its meaning. It has been four days since Cade stormed out of his bedroom with that heavy black duffle bag, leaving a trail of cold fury in his wake. Four days of total, deafening silence.

[Alice's POV] Noelle worked fast. Even faster than she had promised. She was a legend! Forty-one hours after I'd sat in that server room surrounded by monitors and anime figurines, my phone buzzed at 2:14 a.m. with a detailed message from Noelle.

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

She dropped her forehead onto the desk, whispering weakly: > “God… what do I do now?” A tear fell onto the paper beneath her hand, then another, blurring the ink as she muttered between shaky breaths: > “Twenty-four hours… only twenty-four…” The clock ticked steadily in the corner of her desk — each second pushing her closer to the end. --- Hours passed painfully slow. By now, the lights on the upper floors were all out, except for one — hers — a lone glow in the dark, flickering like a candle fighting the wind. It had been six in the evening when she sent the email.

None of the pages nor sites were going through and after minutes of a blank page, I finally gave up. *I'll just find a novel to keep me company.” I muttered to myself, while I searched the room. Luckily for me, and just tucked into the mini bookshelf, I found a romance novel that looked like an interesting read. Just a couple of pages in though, and I realized it was an erotic novel. Oh shit. I pushed forward, but eventually, I fell asleep halfway through the novel. I had no idea how long I had slept for, but I woke up later to the sound of footsteps padding around.

Sign up Log in BackInfoAdd to libraryInfo Navigated to -Chapter 20- | The White Wolf | Quotev Something was wrong. My bed seemed different. Warmth encircled me and the welcoming scent of the ocean woke me from my slumber. I was in Justin's room. I looked over realizing we had both moved to the middle of the bed causing me to be a few inches away from him. Justin's hair was a mess sticking up every which way, though mine was probably worse.

Allan picked up the only novel there which was in the far right corner almost covered by Allan's other tomes. Allan wasn't used to reading novels, just looking at the title made him lazy. 'Journey of Love?' Allan frowned. "Aish! What is this book? Never mind, it's better than nothing! Who knows, it might help me fall asleep!" Allan took the book which wasn't thick and returned to his recliner and started reading. At first he was lazy to read it but over time Allan was immersed in his new book, because the novel book was thin enough that Allan, who was used to reading thick Business and Management books, was able to finish it in a short time. Allan closed it. And looked towards the book.

My entire sex life lasted a year. Now that I’m twenty-one I was fed up. How could I be on the tragedy end of a story. Time to move on. In the meantime, I think I will start reading a new novel. This one looks promising. Its another Alpha king’s mate story. But I can’t start it tonight. Its one of my nights off and a few of my friends are making me leave my house to celebrate my birthday. I turned twenty-two today, in fact my friends say “

A heat is no joke this year. Well, it's always like this, but then I'd say the same thing next year. Not knowing what to do in the middle of the night, I grab this adventurous novel, The journey to the Centre of the Earth, and try to make my brain tired so as to finally force my body to do the same. At last, I don't remember when I closed my eyes, until I wake up in the morning wishing it were Sunday. Well, one can only wish sometimes. It's already seven-thirty as I move hurriedly around my room.

FL suddenly got accepted for the game show and the episode will last for 6 months together with the anonymous bachelor. 8. FL excitedly packed her things and went to the venue stated in the email. If interested, you'are welcome to join the GOODNOVEL WORKSHOP group. https://www.f******k.com/groups/208103447982848 and please send your summary to: workshop@goodnovel.com