Before Sunset Sequel Novels & Stories

While I’m excited for this end, I’ll miss the characters greatly but I have the thoughts of writing a sequel that’ll be named after the series, THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRES. This sequel will tell the love story of Romeo Torelli and Samantha Davis and also Sylvia Lancaster and Clifford Davidson and how it all started. If you’d be interested in reading this, please leave a comment below as your responses will spur me on, but if I get no response or a low outcome, I will end the series with this book and there will be no sequel. For the readers that haven’t read the previous books in the series, here’s a list of the books and where it all began:

" He says, smirking. "You have no idea." I answer, smirking back at him. After we tell more funny stories and find out more about each other we leave. Sebastian pays for our food even though I try to insist on paying for myself. Then we head to the beach we were at yesterday. Once there we sit down on the beach and talk. We talk about everything between heaven and earth before we just sit silently watching the sunset. He pulls me closer and then we sit there cuddled up together while watching the last sun rays disappear behind the horizon. Soon after that the sky is colored in a dark blue almost black color without a cloud in sight so we lay down on the beach.

As they stepped into the cool, damp air of the night, the rain had transformed into a light drizzle, misting the surroundings in a haze. The world outside felt lush and alive, yet ominous with an undercurrent of uncertainty. George led the way, Elora and Maya close behind, each step bringing them closer to a sanctuary that felt both like a refuge and a line crossed. "Stay close," George advised, casting a watchful glance over his shoulder. "We don't know who might be watching."

I wanted to make your reading experience smoother, so I created a direct access to the next book in the Ambersky Pack Series. Continue scrolling to read the sequel, A Dark Revenge. > < Book 2 -1- [Pain] Sebastian I was still sitting behind my desk long after Rory left, recounting everything I hadn’t accomplished in the years since my father’s and Sasha’s deaths. My mind was racing with a thousand thoughts, restless.

Joseph felt the wind knocked out of him as he heard the whistle followed by the loudest sound he's ever heard in all his 16 years under the Tau Ceti sun. A whiz and BOOM. Whiz and BOOM. Explosion after explosion came pummeling down onto them. An unending barrage of terrifying heat and sound and fireball crashed all around them. Joseph covered his face as clods of disturbed earth pelted and rained down on him. His screams were drowned out by the loud thunders. It went on forever. Until it didn't. Then it stopped. He heard nothing afterwards except the constant ringing in his ear.

I couldn't find find my mobile or my nightstand. I panicked and opened my eyes to look around. The bright sun shining from the window onto my face and eyes made me close my eyes due to the brightness. I adjusted my eyes to the brightness and opened my eyes to see that it was not my house, it was the fucking hotel room where we... Everything what had happened yesterday came back to me like scenes in a movie, I remember I was drinking too much then I saw.... Sierra Jane, just the girl I was thinking about and we.. ohhh... my... fucking luck.... I played pool with her and then came to her hotel room....

Hailey copied him and sat on it raising both her feet playing with them. “Well, this life should be different, right?” he nodded. I looked at the beautiful horizon once more. The sun is exiting and the darkness is slowly taking over our side of the world. “The sun is out!” Hailey announced an obvious fact and climbed down. We sneaked out of the school successfully and walked home. It’s dark but I don’t care. We watched the sunset the next days until my parents came back home and we can’t do it anymore. I was surprised waking up the day seeing them both at the door. They are both looking so serious with someone else on the back of them.

The sweet lavender note grew much stronger the further we moved away from the main palace structures. "She is moving fast for someone with a dislocated shoulder," Conrad observed quietly as we ducked under a broken tree branch. "She survived an assassination attempt and blackmailed my mother in the span of thirty minutes," I replied and kept my eyes on the trail. "I do not think pain is enough to stop her right now." We rounded a sharp corner and the massive stone silhouette of the Temple of the Moon loomed ahead in the darkness. A deep and sickening sense of dread immediately pooled in the bottom of my gut.

In my sixth year of running an inn in Rimevale, I'm diagnosed with bone cancer. I leave the inn in the hands of my fiancé, Eric Jones, and head to Varenia with nothing but an old enamel mug. Once I'm there, I start a livestream called "My Last 100 Sunsets." Every day at 7:00 pm, I turn the camera toward the snowcapped mountains and make coffee just out of frame. On my 31st livestream, a comment suddenly catches my eye. "Wait. Does that mug at the edge of the frame have a V-shaped chip in it?" Six years ago, when a blizzard left us stranded in the mountains, I kept that same mug filled with hot spiced cider for Eric all night. The chat explodes. "That's Alice Graham from Veylune Inn!"

They sent out search boats and professional divers and worked through the night till dawn broke. "Found him!" someone called out. They pulled up the body I had arranged in advance. Only when the evidence was undeniable would Serena and Ethan truly believe I was dead. At the same moment, I was hauled up by the backup I’d arranged in advance. Gus walked over in long strides. "Caleb. Everything's ready. All that's left is waiting for them to walk into the trap." The sun rose slowly. Serena ripped out her IV and wrecked the hospital room. She refused treatment for her leg and insisted on going back to the place we had lived together.