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Callisto’s Gift

Callisto’s Gift

The garden was now our responsibility and it was our job to take care of it for our children. I questioned the timing of Elizabeth’s surprise, for it was not yet my birthday. She told me how the generals and her want to have peace by my birthday. She wanted me to have the garden in case she couldn’t give it to me on the actual day. I stared at the key she was handing me and told her she should give it to me on my birthday. I was sure we would celebrate my 16th birthday altogether as a family. Nothing was going to stop that.
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Eternal Embers

Eternal Embers

The choice now belonged solely to them. Isabelle raised the locket to the light. Its silver sheen caught the morning sun, revealing a concealed inscription on the reverse: “Not blood alone, but heart shall forge the ember that never dies.” Her hand faltered. “It isn’t about lineage,” she said. “It’s about what we kindle in each other. We can honor our ancestors by forging a new covenant—one built on mutual trust and love, not ancient edicts.”
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My Husband Said He Gifted Me a Child, So I Gifted Him a Exit

My Husband Said He Gifted Me a Child, So I Gifted Him a Exit

All the money in the world would be useless to me there. So, I only took the assets that were rightfully mine, and I instructed my lawyer to donate my entire share to a medical aid project in West Africa after I left. There was nothing left for Liam and me to say to each other. Outside the church, the reception on the lawn had descended into chaos. Every guest was waiting to see how this ridiculous family drama would end. Just as Liam, crazed with panic, was yanking his car door open to come find me, disaster struck. Finnian, the child on whom Chloe and Isabella had pinned all their hopes, suddenly went into a full-blown seizure right in front of everyone.
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FERAL OBESSESION: Bound by the Lycan's curse

FERAL OBESSESION: Bound by the Lycan's curse

At first, he considered it might be a gift Ethan wanted to give him, but… this watch was way too expensive. Thirty fucking grand. Which could only mean one thing. Someone had gifted Ethan. Who?
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A gift From Las Vegas

A gift From Las Vegas

I had hit the jackpot there. " Everyone is here to see you, how would you like to show Lara the gift you gave her?” " We…” " How?” " We gave it. I didn't do it alone," she smiled faintly. " Sure, it's our gift," I agreed, "I'll call them and then you can rest.” " Thank you, Apollo.” I sent a message to my mother, and a few minutes later, the room was invaded by a stream of people excited to meet the newest member of the family.
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Eternal Love (English Version)

Eternal Love (English Version)

Eireen just told my parents and two siblings that when that girl comes back, don't talk to them because they will be harmed, and she is an evil creature even of Drake's race. "Don't ever take off the necklace you're wearing because it's a sign of the devil," Eireen instructed and raised her hand. We were surprised at what she did. "Because Drake is of Sheena's race, he can't get through, but when he's with me, he can get through with watchful eyes around your house. Leo and someone like me can't destroy it because I used a different formation that's just me. It works," Eireen told us. My family was wowed by what they heard.
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Eternal damnation

Eternal damnation

Her cut and bruised hand tightened on the pen again and ploughed into the paper Dearest mortal you have become blind…blind to the fight that is constant around us, that creeps in the night while you sleep, that watches your every move…just so that when you trip and fall…your soul is on the line…easy for the taking. Don’t fall for his tricks… he fights over your soul dear human that Devil seeks to lure people away from God, his doing a mighty fine job. And you’re letting it happen. Have you ever wondered how some mere humans are so poor and unheard of, then extremely rich in a matter of seconds? This person has obviously offered his or her soul in exchange for diabolical favours. Of cours
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The New Age King // Book 2

The New Age King // Book 2

I mumble, and my family falls quiet. "Mom gave us the gift of long life. But it is a passable gift. We can pass the gift to our mate if the mate is human. We can also pass the gift to someone we deem worthy. We pass the gift through biting. But we have to consciously pass it. Not everyone who is bitten receives long life," I explain with my eyes squeezed shut. "Wow," Jannah says, but the others stay quiet. "Okay, next," I say before finally releasing the skin between my fingers.
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Sadieperez9
My next story coming to GoodNovel will be Heartbreak in Yellowstone. It is the sequel to Secrets of Wyoming. If you haven't read it, please check it out. If you have, please consider reading my other stories. They can be found on my author page. just click my face. Happy reading!!!
Jessie
Great quicker read overall. There were unexpected plot twists and well developed banter throughout. The author brings life to different attitudes that aren’t commonly written into novels, which I loved. My only note is that I WISH the author would write more about the lives of Sara & Tab’s pups!
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A Gift from the Goddess

A Gift from the Goddess

Only… there was something else to be discussed first. “Wait, one more thing…,” I said quickly, holding up my hand to pause her. “…There is something else I want. Sending me back is merely a return on the initial investment made… but there is still the matter of interest to be discussed. A gift for my time and effort.” “I think you should just be grateful for what I am already offering to—.” “Apologies, but this isn’t negotiable,” I said, cutting her off, and taking a step back cautiously. “This is part of the deal I am making. Take it or leave it.”
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Alisha Day
Hey I thought I'd let you know that there's a very similar story on here that is similar to yours and that it's called ROGUE LOVELOCK: The Storm Lycan, the characters are under different names but very similar to synopsis. I'm looking forward to seeing your book through to the end and thank you for.
Gargi T
this was such a gripping story. i couldn't put it down. written so intelligently. loved every bit of it.. had been looking for a good story all along. found this one and greatful for it. great Job Dawn Rosewood ......️ btw a little overview on the 2nd part of the book would be really good. wr to find?
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The Blood Ledger’s Favorite Heir

The Blood Ledger’s Favorite Heir

Devotion did not have to look like romance. After the foundation was established, the Glamour Gift's task began completing piece by piece. Slowly. Quietly. Not through one dramatic confession under moonlight, and not through a noble heir kneeling at my feet, but through thousands of sincere wishes from girls who had once stood at the edge of being forgotten. The day the final task was completed, the Glamour Gift spoke to me for the last time. Its voice was warmer than before. "You are the most unusual heir I have ever bound," it said.
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The way 'A Gift Paid in Eternity' unfolds feels like someone handed you a family secret folded into a letter and then dared you to read it aloud. It opens with Elara—quiet, stubborn, and tethered to a small coastal town—finding a wrapped box left by her grandmother, an object everyone in the village treats like a dangerous heirloom. Early chapters play like a slow, tender mystery: the box grants uncanny boons—long life, healing touch, the ability to mend a broken thing or person—but every use draws a line out into the world, and somewhere along that line something else is quietly taken. The story uses that give-and-take to probe what we owe to each other across time, and how gratitude can feel indistinguishable from restraint.

As the plot expands, it becomes a multi-generational tapestry. Elara’s choices ripple outward: she saves a lover from illness and later realizes a childhood friend can’t remember the day they nearly drowned. Another scene shows a once-prosperous merchant suddenly losing all his knack for numbers after accepting a favor that came wrapped in the same strange money. There’s a persistent figure—part bureaucrat, part mythic predator—who collects on promises and reminds everyone that debts paid in immortality don’t vanish; they’re redistributed. Flashbacks reveal that the original purchase of the gift was an ancestral bargain with a nameless Exchange: your days for a thing that outlives death. The narrative weaves courtroom-like reckonings with small, domestic heartbreaks: a marriage stretched thin by one partner refusing to age, whispered conversations about whether to pass the box on or burn it, and the heavy ethics of choosing who to save.

The climax is unexpectedly tender. Instead of a grand battle, Elara chooses subtraction: she gives back what the Exchange asks for, not by killing herself but by surrendering memory after memory, painting and recording her life until the story of the gift and all its payments becomes a slow, deliberate fading. The final sequence is equal parts melancholy and relief—Elara walks away mortal again, with some faces blurred and some loves half-remembered, but she’s free of the ledger. The novel lingers on small images—a boat returning an empty chest to sea, a recorded lullaby that no one recognizes—and it left me thinking about the strange economy of favors we keep tally of, and the comfort in choosing what to carry forward into an unknown future.

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