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waited. There was some slight irritation where the laser was hitting him but other than that, nothing. Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared. He felt like there was something new inside his head. The robotic voice came again and gave further instructions. "Please close your eyes and concentrate. Imagine a safe place, any place, you are standing inside it. No one else can get in here, this is your personal palace..." Somehow Sheng Chen could feel himself falling asleep. The robotic voice sounded a bit hypnotic and Sheng Chen couldn't help but follow its directions. He did as told but after several minutes nothing happened. He kept trying over and over again and finally after a full hour h

The Calling Chapter 1 I am walking down the cliffy road, it’s dark out with only the street lamp to illuminate my path. I am slightly cold and very irritated at my current situation. I had gotten to my car only to discover the battery dead. Obviously the car would not start, could not even unlock the bloody door via car remote.

“Are you cold? Do you wish for a fire?” He vigorously shook his head. “Where am I?” he asked with a voice that was still quite gravelly but showing signs of clearing with use. “You are in the home of my master, Lord Rowan Jules,” she replied. “It looks like a castle,” he said with a mixture of awe and confusion. From what he could recall about the area, there were no castles. “It is just that,” Bess said with pride. “Where?” he asked with a tone that bordered on demanding. “Where is this castle? There is no castle anywhere in this county or the next.”

And as they stepped into the warmth of the great hall, Elias knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, united in their determination to carve out a new beginning in the place they called home. Thank you for taking the time to explore the pages of my debut novel. Your support and interest mean the world to me, and I am deeply grateful for the opportunity to share this story with you. As I embark on this writing journey, your encouragement and feedback inspire me to continue crafting tales that captivate and resonate with readers like you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for joining me on this adventure, and I hope you find joy and inspiration within the pa

**A New Beginning** The morning sun streamed gently through the windows of the little cottage, casting warm patches of light across the wooden floor. Lillian awoke to the familiar scent of coffee brewing, and a sleepy smile crept onto her face. She stretched, feeling the soft sheets against her skin, savoring the warmth of the bed. The world outside was quiet, as if it, too, was slowly waking up to the promise of a new day.

Jax said. “We’re going to take it apart with the truth.” “I know,” he said. “I’ve been watching you do it.” Outside, the city moved through its evening. The wards hummed clean and uncompromised. The first day of the new phase was almost done. Nova let herself rest.  [End of Chapter 10]

“Gosh! You beat me then in the Isabelle Arcadia rankings, then you don’t use your brain now? Of course, when you tell a story, you start with the first, not the climax, not the ending, not the epilogue, not the prequel. If not at the beginning. At the very beginning, in chapter one, you start.” I touched Brena. I was shocked when she looked at me. Because meet his eyebrow when she looks at me. “What?” she asked irritably. “Do you have red days too?” “No. I just finished my red days last week.” “Are you mad?” “No.” “Why do you seem angry?” “I’m just bored,” she then looked at Isabelle. “Tell the story from the beginning so you know where to start.” I also looked at Isabelle. Isabelle took a d

And Nina didn't know why her chest was throbbing so violently, she also lost her attention to what she was reading and remembered her last conversation with Argus. But she also immediately erased the suspicion that started building her system and she would still trust Argus no matter what. Soleil's eyes dropped to the book on her lap, and her eyebrows met. "The Moon Goddess and the wolf." Soleil reads the title of the book she is reading. "I didn't know you were fond of that kind of genre, miss Nina." "And guess what, Soleil. The name of the characters here is also familiar. Did you know that the name of the guy here is Hawthorne?"

--- The Dawn of a New Life In the early hours of the following morning, before the rest of the world had awoken, Isabella emerged from her room. The mansion was shrouded in quiet, almost oppressive stillness. As she wandered the long corridors, she felt an eerie mix of isolation and determination. Every echo of her footsteps reminded her of the choices made in desperation—and of the price she had paid.

Chapter 90 – The Fire Beneath The morning started like any other, quiet and serene, the sunlight filtering through the tall windows of the penthouse, casting soft, golden rays across the room. Clara had woken up early, as she often did when her thoughts were swirling, and she sat in the kitchen, sipping a cup of coffee as she skimmed through her manuscript. The book was moving forward in a way she hadn’t expected. It felt right, felt like a part of her story was finally coming together, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of peace about her journey.