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As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

He kept flipping through the pages until he reached the last page, which I had written last night. [To the person reading this diary, [If it's you, Barry, I'm sorry. Forcing you to come to your senses in this way might be frightening, but I had no other choice. [If it's you, Calvin, I love you, and that has never changed. But I don't know who you love. [If it's Susan, congratulations. You've won, but the game isn't over yet. [If I'm already dead... The show enters its second act.]

"Even if we had our problems before, we should've talked them out. You left without a word and just disappeared. Do you really think that was okay? Do you have any idea how miserable I've been these past two years? "If I hadn't come to Costa Solara, would you have ever come back to Novaterra? I wronged you in my past life, sure, but that's over. This is a new life. Why are you still keeping your distance? Why are you still trying to walk away from me?"

Carly squeezed her hand again and then pulled her in for a hug, while Cruella just let go of her resistance, allowing the tears to stream down her face. Everyone had boarded the bus and the bus driver started the engine immediately. Cruella kept her gaze focused at the window as she watched the bus pass by every familiar building, take every familiar turn, and even pass by some familiar faces she knew. She was finally closing this chapter of her life, and the moment they get back to Greenville, a new chapter begins. “You could just stay behind if you're gonna miss this place so much. I mean, you do belong here after all.” Cruella rolled her eyes and almost facedpalmed when she heard China's

My ship has sailed again. Anyway, his is where the real story is about or begin. This is where the revenge starts. This is where Tara's life begins. Thanks for reading. Please read, share, comment and vote. Until the next chapter... -Daisy

I bought a notebook on Thursday. Black. Unlined. The kind with no branding on the cover – forgettable, the kind of thing that could sit on a desk and look like nothing. It wasn't nothing. I started writing on the first page in the parking lot of the bookstore with the engine still running and my coffee going cold in the cupholder. Not prose. Not feelings. Dates. Times. Facts. February 14 – Bar. Rhys and I meet. Nobody knows yet. But within weeks of the deal going public, Caleb drops the expulsion half–truth like a grenade. The campaign starts.

Something wasn't right, and I would be glad if someone could give me a lead. After she conveyed her message, she left, and then I tried to concentrate on the work on my desk. I had a lot to review, ranging from novels to articles, and documentaries. I worked fucking hard to be ridiculed. I picked up the first novel manuscript from the cart full of papers then I opened the first chapter. It was a werewolf contemporary novel, and it got me drowned for a while until Mr. Bernard barged in with a pile of files. I raised my head to see him, shutting the door with his feet.

Hahaha. This is not just the end. It’s the beginning of Book Two. A morally gray story about two unexpected side characters. Guess…

ARIA'S POV Damon leads us away from the ring, past packmates still whispering behind their hands, until the noise finally fades near the equipment shed. The smell of dust and sweat clings to the air even out here, and somewhere behind us, Lily's laugh carries over the arena — bright and easy, like she owns the place. I roll my eyes because even in this life, her irritating voice is everywhere I am like in my past life. I clench my jaw and force myself to ignore it. I didn't come back to life just to let Lily get under my skin again. I'm here to rewrite my fate.

This is not an end, but a beginning for a new story. Thank you very much for reading my first work. I, Aldho Alfina, apologize to all readers because the ending was shortened. The author is currently focusing on a novel entitled 'The Ruler of the Dragon God', so that this second novel can be completed perfectly.