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I've never read any of them. It was only after he spoke that I realize he was behind me. I thought he was still sitting on the bed. I run my hands over the book, my eyes catching the titles, A fresh Start, For Mbatha and Rebecca, Agony in get voice, Felicia, The betrayal, for better for worse, Evbu my love... I pulled Evbu, my love out. It's actually my best pacesetter novel. I flipped through the pages and sniffed it.

I stated finishing my coffee. “Who is you publisher?” he asked suddenly. “Aurelius Book Publishing, it isn't a big publishing house, but few of their books were on the bestsellers list already. It's challenging, but I would love to make it on such list as well, one day…” I sighed smiling. “I'm sure you will,” Kaisei grinned.

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~The End~ Thank you all for reading, The Wolf Without a Name—Book 1 in the series. A paperback of this novel can be found on A****n with a beautiful cover you have to see. Book 2—Alpha Christian—will be coming soon to A****n, edited version. Want to read more books written by me? Visit my F******k page @ A.K.Knight or my I*******m account @athan941 to see my other werewolf/romance novels. Make sure to follow and like my social media accounts to be informed when Book 2 is available in both paperback and hardcopy.

My desire here is to share my story. My name is Geena. No, not Gina, that would be normal- my parent's weren't normal, so it had to be Geena. These stories, if you have read them up through now, are the story of my strange journey. The earlier stories and the many that follow will make very clear just how un-normal my life is.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen you as The President’s driver. Are you a new employee?” “Yes, Miss. I am actually hired for Madam Elizabeth but she let me work under the President as of now.” “That’s good to hear. What’s your name again? I’m sorry I forgot to ask.” He chuckled softly then blushed a bit. He’s cute, huh. “Mortel, Miss Helen.” “That’s a good name. You can call me Helen by the way. I feel more comfortable that way.” Our eyes met then we smiled. “That’s noted, Helen.”

“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”

These stories ranged from tales of triumph and resilience to accounts of cultural traditions and the bonds forged through shared humanity. Luna compiled these stories into a book titled "Voices of Seoul," a testament to the diverse voices that make up the vibrant tapestry of the city. Through the publication of the book, Luna aimed to not only give a voice to those whose stories often go unheard but also to provide a platform for readers around the world to connect with the people of Seoul on a deeply personal level.

Instead, she steps back and gives me a chance to show my fans appreciation. Once we make it past the crowd, we quickly make our way to the bookstore. Doubt tries to creep into my mind as I lead Jena to the door of the bookstore, but I keep walking, telling myself that she wrote a book to me first and this will just be slightly more public than the privacy she probably wanted with the book. It doesn’t take Jena long to spot the display, and she stops dead in her tracks. For a moment she just looks at the book that is displayed in the center of the store, looking proud in the bright orange cover with an image of a couple on the cover, the town we met in, in the background. Clean Air is the nam

"It's nothing much. I was just reading a web novel. The author's got a great sense of humor." "What novel is it? I like reading web novels, too. Recommend some good ones to me!" "I've been reading one about a genius doctor. It's pretty interesting. I think the author's pen name… was the Wild Storyteller, or something like that," Serena said. "Considering how good he is at writing, I bet he's good-looking, too!"