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My familiar surroundings slowly pulled me back to reality. My hands gradually clenched. I wanted to kill them with my bare hands. I kept mumbling as I remembered their contorted laughing faces from the flames. "You'll both suffer a horrible death." Since Zach got expelled, all he did was play video games at home. John could no longer take it and he asked me to pick a school for Zach to be enrolled in. That day, I heard footsteps outside the door and spoke loudly. "What? Is Convalesce High that great? "Let me have a look at the information you sent me. Is that school really that great?"

Or maybe, just maybe, it was the start of something new— Once again; not that that means anything. ** {Revna's POV}

Authors Note: The Human is book number one. The New Age King is book number two. I highly suggest reading book one before reading the sequel, but if you don't want to you can manage the second without doing so. The one big thing in the first book was Goddess Selene's curse. She cursed all lycans to be born in wolf form. Their first shift wasn't until the age of ten. Thank you so much for reading. "Please, Selene, slow down. Where are we going," I ask as the Goddess in front of me practically sprints down the wide corridor?

In the next four to five weeks that quickly went by, I began to learn a lot of amazing, frightening and horrible things about Ebie, sometimes through the book that disappeared into my abdomen. There were ‘things’ which I came across, but I’d decided against mentioning all of them, and simply tagged them ‘wonderful.’ There were also things which I learnt from my fellow initiates, some of whom had been initiated years before and some who’d been initiated when I was still a crawling baby.

Once Emallie and Mariah started college, we would be leaving for the first trip we'd had with just the two of us, ever. *Hey, everyone, I know this chapter is incredibly short, but I hope you guys are ready to move forward with me to Logan's journey. Sandra and Cynthia aren't quite ready to move ahead to the next part of their journeys quite yet, but it they will happen before the end of the New Beginning series. Thank you for the support and your patience. It's sometimes difficult to write and upload stories since I have a rambunctious two-year-old and satellite internet in Florida. If anyone here has lived in Florida for any period of time, you know how the weather is here and that satelli

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

Trees lined the roads, and the distant hills spread like a sleeping city. Niya looked back and saw Reena in the mirror. “So… what were you reading last night that made you so late?” Reena took a long breath and said, “Ugh, don’t even ask. That story’s villain is so stupid!” Niya laughed and asked, “Villain? So what kind of book were you reading?” Reena closed her eyes and said, “Man, the hero clearly says no, so why does the girl keep chasing him?

"Tomorrow I still have to go to the Hope Camp to deal with the last batch of 'patients.' And Celine is almost at the final stage too—I need to stay by her side and see whether she can awaken an ability. "Guillermo, don't disappoint me." Smiling, Ray took out his phone and started reading a novel. He had downloaded them all before the apocalypse—completed ones, of course. Any unfinished story would surely be abandoned forever, doomed to eternal hiatus. "I hate authors who drop their stories," he muttered, "but this time I'll let it slide. After all, this is a natural disaster—force majeure." Before he knew it, it was almost five o'clock. The sky, already gloomy, grew even darker.

She used the hour. She read the manuscript from the beginning — not editing, not marking, just reading. The whole of it, Clare from chapter one standing in the loud house learning silence as a survival skill, through the city and the work and the love that had been built on someone else's foundation and the night it fell, through the rebuilding, careful brick by careful brick, through the flash-forwards she'd written in the dark December mornings when the truth came easier than it did in daylight. She read the passage Caleb had read aloud at her kitchen table.

And I agree. Everything will be back. Everything will be good again. This chapter is finally done, and now a new book--a new story--gets to start.