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I was exicted by the news, I had always known her to be a book lover. "Nope I'm not kidding you, I've written the first few chapters." Vanessa replied, sounding more serious than I bargained for. "Oh my God, what's the title?" "Redemption, the title of the book is REDEMPTION. It's going to be more like a story about me." "If that's the case, then I'm sure I'll be a character." "Of course," "Make sure to give my character a badass name." I said with a wink, "does Rodri know about it?"

Two eyes open, a mouth shape forms then a nose, the book blinks then exhales loudly " It feels great to be awake again, I thought they are no more innocent women for me to eat " " You can't eat me " growling as I watch the book smile. " Why will I?" I watch how it slowly transforms into a human, a woman. How is it a woman "You expect me to be a man don't you?" She chuckles "Call me Brooklyn " " they name people that" She shook her head, her dark shiny hair moving as she did, her eyes also black " I came up with the name, just take off the r and lyn, and there you have it, you get the book "

Hana asked. “Nope,” Camilla replied. Looking at Faye, she rolled her eyes. “He’s never around.” “Your schedules clash, okay?” Faye said in her defense. “Anyway, you’re overreacting.” Camilla pouted, and Hana rushed to the rescue. “Don’t worry, for my next book, I’ll have a character whose name is Vanya,” she said, tapping a finger to her lips. “I’ll make him the bad guy. Maybe mafia. Vanya does sound like a Russian name. So he will be in my mafia romance.”

His words were calculated, his movements smooth but cautious, almost like he was testing me—seeing how much I could handle before I broke. I laugh to myself, feeling a sudden spark of inspiration. That’s it! I quickly open a new document, an entirely new file for my story. I’m going to use him as a character. The guy from this morning—the Mafia Don—I need to give him a name. A strong, dangerous name that suits him. Jackson. Perfect. He’s going to be called Jackson in my book. He has that aura—commanding, powerful, and a little terrifying. The kind of man who rules with an iron fist but keeps his own secrets hidden in the shadows.

I was almost finished when my eyes caught the bold title on one of the larger books. Two names were engraved at the bottom: Ariana and Olivia. My heart skipped. This was exactly what I needed: to read their story, to understand Cassius a little better. I glanced at him. He wasn’t looking my way. Carefully, I placed the book at the end of the shelf where I’d remember it. Could there be a time when I’d be in his room and he wouldn’t? I wouldn’t even tell Kate about this. She might report me for trying to read the Alpha’s journal. But was that really my fault?

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Zelda said and Ameliah looked at her in confusion… “What are you talking about?” Ameliah asked… “The Xavier that was mentioned in this book is still alive and kicking. His real name is Cassius.” Zelda said and Stephen and Ameliah gasped in shock… Zelda adjusted herself in her seat and began explaining the story to them.

Well, I’m planning to create a three book series featuring stories of the following characters; Hayley and Edward, Claire and Lachlan, Thea and Gemini; right after this book is completed this month. Exciting, right?? As always, thank you for reading!!

he said while smiling. “I see. Nice to meet you sir, but I am not the homeowner,” I told him, and he raised an eyebrow at my statement. “Oh really? Anyway, it doesn’t matter. We are neighbours now. My name is Pedro Lassiter,” he introduced himself. I studied his face for a few seconds, and he seemed to be a fine young man. “You may call me, Bethany. Bethany Middleton,” I told him my real name for a change. “A Middleton? Hmmm by any chance, do you know anyone whose name is Roger Middleton?”