Author Pov Novels & Stories

============================================== Jax POV I just watched the love of my life disappear. She used her true death ability, I forgot to tell her, only she has that ability. None of us do. We have similar abilities but to be able to call on the goddess and use her heavenly magic to help aid us against magic. Savannah was gone in a few moments.

Blake's POV She looked so damn sexy tonight, if she were any other girl, she'd be in my bed by now. I've had to endure a week of her traipsing around in all those shorts and tiny shirts, she wouldn't even wear a bra sometimes and have her nipples poking through them. If not for that stupid promise, she would already be mine, I accepted it, thinking that it be easy and it's anything but. Jonathan tapped me on the shoulder, ripping me from my thoughts, "I'm gonna turn in." he said and headed upstairs.

I’ve been away from the app for a while and I was surprised to see how much gem you’ve given PMJ, Wilmarie Vazquez. Thank you so much, babe… I never expected anyone to love this book, much less stay until the end because it contains so much pain.

POV: Isolde (Izzy) Thorne I didn't sleep. How could I? Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the pit of obsidian shards Morgana mentioned. I saw myself falling, my fake noble skin tearing apart to reveal the poor weaver underneath.

"Oh my, young people really are something. They just radiate energy!" My father-in-law, Shawn Black, who had always scowled at me, was now smiling warmly. He glanced at me and said pointedly, "Finally, we've gotten rid of that useless piece of trash who took up space and contributed nothing. After all these years, and not a single child to show for it." Leonard lowered his head shyly, feigning modesty. "Mr. Black, please don't say that. I'm not much younger than Sebastian."

"That's your problem, not mine. Lionel tried to kill me. He committed assault with intent to harm, and I won't accept any mediation. Save your breath." Rhiannon cried, "Why must you do this? Are you trying to ruin him completely just because we're close?" I didn't say anything and walked away, not wanting to waste any more energy arguing with her. People didn't turn bad overnight, and hearts didn't drift all at once. "It's snowing, Boss," Jane said, handing me an umbrella. I declined it and kept walking. It was the first snowfall of the year. I couldn't help but think back to when I confessed to Rhiannon. It had snowed heavily that day, too. When she nodded, it felt like the whole world lit

“Sorry. Hi. I’m Carolina Alves, C.A. Noite if you want to sound fancy, and I, um, wrote Meow Me Twice: A Feral Love Story.” The crowd chuckled. Ace’s voice carried from the back, warm and teasing. “We know.” I mock-glared in his direction, which made the laughter grow. “So… I didn’t really plan a big speech. I thought I’d talk about what this book means to me, and honestly, what it took to write it.”

Author Pov He eyed her trembling figure infront of him. She knew she made a mistake. No she made a grave mistake. Tears blurred her sight but she didn't let them fall. She knew once a single tear escaped he will made sure to turn them into a rain of tears. "I-I am sorry Master. " Her lone whisper started to do many things to him. Not emotionally but physically. Lust. That's what he felt. He was never a guy to believe in a bullshit like love. For him love is fuck and fuck is life and that's fucking enough to live a motherfucking life.

At last, my fingers flew across the screen, sending a message into the night. Staring at the white walls above me, a sudden flash of clarity swept through my mind. It was as if a weight had lifted. Born into a family like mine, with a father like him, I had always tried to save as many people as I could. What more could I expect in return? Maybe I was simply born to pay back the Chandlers.