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Me and myself. I managed to pull myself up and reached for the pocket of the jacket I'm wearing. The book Justin gave, The First Born is inside. "You know, you really gave me a headache" I said looking at the book in my hands. Even after thinking about it on the diners and through my way home last night, I'm still confused and somewhat frustrated. I still can't believe what was written on this book. Still, I love the author, Priam, but his book this time is confusing.

And that is by burning this book… I hope you can… Because this is unburnable… CHAPTER 1 I am one lucky fairy who has been allowed by the Queen to temporarily leave the fairyland to visit the land of the mortals. Because of the happiness it gives to me, I tried to imitate what a real human being does. This book will be my journal. Love, Gaymo. Part I: My First Day on Earth Dear Journal,

I started as they grinned at me excitedly and I sighed again. "I'm going with the Alpha as his escort and his lover." I blurted out immediately. **Remember, free chapters are available on my buy me a coffee at buy me a coffee (dot) com /janesamuel (no space). Like I said, it's not compulsory to read it. It's just some extra chapters. Also check out my I. G at chimdi_jane_samuel for important updates on this book. So you don't miss any information. Thank you. (PS: sorry I had to out this here, some people miss this because they are using an older version)

"yes sir his words spoke volumes and I am doom to be with this dangerous man. A/N: my name is Tabitha also known as Dorcas, I want to introduce myself properly on this platform, I am mostly known as gold. I love writing most times it is complex to write down a whole story.i promise you'll that my stories will worth reading. I am very open to constructive critism pls, be nice with your words also if this book causes any trigger, pls note that it is just a mere imagination of putting little things together to form a beautiful story. my story is worth reading because, I putting my time and effort in order to write this book. it is really not easy to put out a book but I am putting out this piec

I deeply appreciate your presence with me throughout this whole process, thank you genuinely from the depths of my heart. This book is incredibly important to me, not just because it's my first story, but also due to your choice to read it. You assisted my characters in discovering their voice. You brought my dream to life! You've demonstrated that narratives, even those written with some doubt and optimistic expectation, can resonate with someone—can resonate with you.

Only then did the feeling of fear begin to truly creep over me. I didn't know when I fell asleep, but when I woke up, there was an unread message on my phone: Dinner is ready. I'm waiting for you in the dining room. Half an hour had already passed. Panic flared in my chest, and I replied with trembling fingers: I'm sorry, I fell asleep. When I got down to the dining room, he was still sitting there, the food untouched. Seeing me enter, he stood up, pulled out my chair, and then picked up a shawl to place over my shoulders.

“Now, I would like you to introduce yourselves. You will tell me your name, your favorite book, and it's author.” A girl in the front row nearly jumped out of her seat before he had even finished speaking. She blushed furiously, batted her lashes, and said, “My name is Amy Knight, and my favorite book is A Court of Thorns by Lupita Addams.” “Very good,” Professor Cassian said, nodding at her. "Next." The class went on introducing themselves. I barely registered what they were saying. There was only one thought in my head: Why was the professor pretending not to know me?

I did not belong here. The restricted section wasn’t for people like me—not unless you had high clearance or knew someone on the inside. I had neither. I was good at getting into places and out again that people could not easily see, though, and desperation had its peculiar knack of opening doors that nobody intended you to go through at all. The book on my knees was bound in a cracked leather, loose at the seams, and torn here and there in the spine. Symbols danced across the page, some I recognized, others that seemed to shimmer just out of comprehension. But I kept reading. I had to.

Welcome to My Cozy Corner! First and foremost, welcome, dear reader! You’re about to embark on a journey unlike any other—a story that invites you to settle in, get comfortable, and experience something truly unique. By reading beyond chapter six, you have opened an insightful book. A story that's unique and heartfelt. But most of all, it is filled with useful, exciting knowledge. If you decide to leave now, you might be missing out on giving a new writer’s voice a chance to shine—a story that deserves to be heard.

Liv blew me a kiss from where she stood beside Faye and Annabel and I smiled, adjusting the mic, and took a moment to gather myself before I began. “Thank you all for being here tonight,” I started, my voice a little shaky but gaining strength as I spoke. “This book, this journey, it’s been more than just about writing for me. It’s been about finding myself, about discovering who I am outside of my past... outside of everything I thought I was supposed to be.” I paused, looking around at the familiar faces and strangers alike who had come to support me. “This book is for everyone who’s ever felt lost, for anyone who’s ever thought they weren’t enough. I promise you, you are. And you don’t ha