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I want to infinitely thank all my readers for reading my book; which I was writing with my heart in my hand; this is an original story that I was creating, and I hope I have transmitted the feelings that I perceived when writing each chapter, this story does not end here, it is just beginning. Goodnovel has just uploaded this book to A****N, you can already buy ,As it is very long, they divided it into two books. This story can not be complete without the 2nd part; without the book that will continue the heirs of an ancient lineage, more unimaginable things will come.

The Pen of Beginnings rose into the air. It circled the notebook once... then rested gently upon its first page. Without touching it... golden letters appeared. Every choice creates another world. The moment the sentence was completed... one empty shelf trembled. A single book slowly appeared. Its cover shimmered with silver light. The title read: The First Line Adrian stared. "The chapter we just lived..." The girl nodded happily. "It became a story." Another shelf glowed. Then another. Books began appearing throughout the endless library. Every decision.

I'll make sure to not mess this up again. We said our goodbyes and I returned to my laptop. I took a good look at it and then I deleted all of my work. I feel like a second chance needs a second start. I'll rewrite the whole thing. A complete new plot and storyline and everything. She gave me three months so I have enough time for this. As I was starting to organize my story I heard this strange noise. As if something was shaking furiously. I turned my head to the sound trying to see if something was shaking. Something was indeed shaking. It was the old book that was on my bed minutes ago.

He took Elara’s tiny, sticky hand, guided a pencil into her fist, and helped her make a single, wobbly, triumphant mark on the paper. It was a smudge. A scribble. A beginning. “There,” he said softly. “Chapter One.” The Keeper’s Almanac, Volume One, was complete. Its story was one of defense, of repair, of quiet joy. Volume Two had just begun with a baby’ first mark. Its story was yet to be told, but it would be written in rolling over, in first steps, in the wide-eyed wonder of a child growing up in a world that had been fiercely, lovingly kept for her.

However, I have decided to pause book 8 and go back in order to do it justice, not only for the series and myself but, more importantly, for you, the readers. I am going to share something a little personal about myself - I am a perfectionist as well as AuDHD, and because this story and overall series has grown since I first started into having so many characters and plot points that intertwine, it proved extremely difficult to keep track of and keep it straight, which is why I made this decision to go back to the beginning and write it in order. Book 1 is The Rebellious Alpha. Book 2 is The Beta's Feral Alpha, which I am currently writing. Then we will have 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and finally 8, whi

Reborn Before the End Blurb Blurb She died once. She will not die again. Elara Vance died in the flames of an apocalypse that consumed the world, betrayed by the man she loved, abandoned to burn while he saved another woman and their child. Her final moments were filled with nothing but regret and hatred. Then she woke up. Three months before the end of everything, Elara is the only person on Earth who remembers what is coming. The collapsing sky. The mutated creatures. The mysterious energy that will destroy civilization as she knows it. Now she has a choice: waste her second chance on the man who destroyed her, or use it to prepare for the war ahead.

Blake had held a little hope for Sadie, but all his hopes were now gone. He lowered his eyes. There was a self-deprecatory look in them. "You don't remember me, do you? "Do you remember helping a boy in a wheelchair fifteen years ago, on the night of New Year's Eve?" Sadie frowned as she tried to remember. Her memory went back more than a decade. It was New Year's Eve that night. Sadie's mother had not gotten sick yet, and they were managing to get by. Her mother wanted Sadie to buy some drinks back home. Sadie saw a group of kids bullying a young boy in a wheelchair outside the supermarket.

And the January night was outside the hospital windows and the city was going about its early morning business entirely unaware and in that room at four seventeen everything that had started on a grey Tuesday morning outside a bookshop was complete. Not finished. Complete. The whole shape of it visible. The beginning of a new chapter that was not the first one but was the best one. The very best one.

I wish I could go back to three days ago when everything was simple, and I was happy with my triplets, but I know that won’t happen no matter how much I wish it could. I’ve thought about returning the hard drive to Mr. Sullivan then maybe things would go back to normal. Maybe he might let me go but that would be betraying Chloe and her family. That would mean she died in vain while trying to help me escape the clutches of the devil. I can’t let their deaths go in vain. How many people did he kill before, and they’ve never gotten justice? I know I’m way out of my damn mind to think I can fight against the biggest notorious mafia gang in the world and win but I have nothing to lose, and he has

Her chest felt lighter than it had in months. The apartment was still unfamiliar, boxes stacked neatly by the walls, books yet to be arranged, but for the first time, the unfamiliarity did not frighten her. It felt like a beginning. She changed quickly, slipping into a simple dress and flats, then grabbed her bag and stepped out. ******* At Golding’s mansion, Selena lay on the couch absent-mindedly, flipping through a magazine without really reading it. Her phone suddenly began to ring beside her. She froze. Her heart jumped as she stared at the screen.