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Thank you for reading Beyond Beta's Rejection. This project started out so very different to where it ended. But I love the direction it took. As you can see, this part of the story is over, but there is so much more to tell. There will be a second book. I am in the process of mapping out and outlining now and I am hoping to start writing and releasing chapters in the first quarter of 2022. But for now I need to work on another project which you will soon likely see appear.

"We are allowed to open the letters but only for terrenes. Terrenes are the only entities in this universe who do not possess the capability to see the rest of us—although few can—so we have to open it for them. Still, the same rules apply; heralds will never know its contents." "Heralding seems cool," "You are only on the tip of the iceberg. Come, follow me." I brought him to my favorite part of the library called intra librum—it is the widest mini-section in the library. It was every Heralds favorite section in this building. This time around, no one's inside the room. "What is this? A bathroom-like library section?" asked Doom as we entered the room. Its dimension was the likes of terrene

It will help me alot to grow. In the meantime, when you are waiting for this story to be updated, you can read my other book named 'Fated to the Beast' which is complete book present on GoodNovel only. It contains werewolves, vampires, witches and all sort of supernatural characters. It's really a sweet, romantic and funny story showcasing strong bond between friends.

he said and suddenly we were surrounded by an intimidating ambiance. Out of my peripheral vision, I clearly saw the beta suck in a breath while the gamma's eyes lit up. I smirked. The aura of a true alpha was always intimidating. "He's an alpha! We are truly blessed!" The gamma cheered with much enthusiasm. The shock and disbelief on the beta's face didn't go unnoticed, nonetheless, I didn't bother to show any acknowledgement. At least his successor, Kylan, seemed to be excited. The gamma's son, Thomas, and Kylan high fived while their mothers exchanged grins, fervently nodding their heads. Everyone except Bert appeared to be delighted. That gave me more reasons to think that Bert might have

I reached for the recent book I was reading, a book titled Tales beyond the five Kingdoms. I had picked out this book when I first heard father and mother would be traveling beyond the five Kingdom. I had wanted to get some insight about the land beyond the Five Kingdoms, but the book was filled with nothing more than the scary tales sailors would tell the villagers when they pass through the kingdom. I had hoped a book about beyond the five Kingdoms would settle my mind and assure me that my father and mother would be safe on their journey. But the book is filled with shadowy creatures and monsters that feed on humans and animals alike.

CHIKA WHITMORE "Keep your breathing shallow and drop your shoulders, little wolf," Malik Arden whispers, his deep voice carrying a strange, heavy warmth as he slides into my private medical bunker. He places a woven container of wild forest berries directly onto my steel locker, his eyes scanning the biometric wires attached to my ribs. "The network is bleeding with poison about your rank, but the Afolayan fleet is already moving to crush the leak."

"Atlas won't let this one slip away again. For me, Atlas is my formidable rival. I won in Rivendell by chance, but Bourdamun is different. Atlas has long paved the way for you. You have the prerequisite for victory." "Are you referring to the Beringers?" I asked, looking calmly at Atticus. "The Beringers haven't made any moves on Bourdamun's project." "Do you think the Beringers are easy to integrate into? Besides, why would the Beringers need to make any moves? Your identity alone says it all! Of course, you also have the background for it." Atticus's words were insightful and straightforward. Of course, our relationship and the circumstances with the Beringers were witnessed by Atticus thr

The cold water rushed into my nose and ears, and the freezing sensation enveloped me. As my consciousness started to fade, the distant screams of bystanders seemed to drift away. Through the dark water, it felt as if I had traveled across time and space, arriving in a place completely different from the real world. After three thousand five hundred and forty-five days, I finally saw her again. With red eyes, I watched as Emma gently cared for a little girl, and I called out softly, "Emma, I’ve come to find you." But she did not seem to hear me, taking the little girl’s hand and preparing to leave.

Rebecca’s POV I stepped out of my sleek black car, my heels clicking against the pavement as I adjusted the lapel of my tailored blazer. The meeting with the business executives had been exhausting, yet my mind refused to let go of darker, more pressing thoughts. The murders of Roy and Cassandra lingered heavily, clawing at my conscience like a relentless specter. Gabriel’s involvement was no longer a suspicion but a certainty, especially after Natasha provided the damning evidence. The cool night air brushed against my skin, but it did nothing to ease the fire of anger burning within me. Gabriel wasn’t just a liar and a cheat. He was a murderer, willing to send a hired killer to eliminate t

Back in the rented beach house, he crept past his parents' hushed breaths and collapsed onto the couch, his skin still humming. Sleep came fast, but not before his traitorous mind replayed Jon's hands, his laugh, the way his muscles flexed under sweat-slick skin. ************************* The sun glinted off the pages of Nina's book as she sprawled on her beach towel, her straw hat tilted against the glare. The ocean murmured behind her, lulling her into the fantasy world between the pages—until two shadows fell across the sand. "Das ist kein Platz für Träumereien," a deep voice rumbled. Nina looked up, squinting. Twin towers of muscle loomed over her—Evan and Stefan.