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Our already strained member grows harder. "I am so proud of you, Atticus. Most Alphas go through this much material in six months and here you are reading every scrap given to you as fast as possible. You are going to be one of the best leaders. I know it," Karina says softly and we look up into her compassionate face.

Sighing loudly, I walked over to the kitchenette to make myself another coffee. "I know the feeling," Becca groaned from where she was sitting on the couch, phone in hand. "Still no luck for you either?" "Nada," she replied. Her work was even harder to find than mine. She was a self-published author, working mainly in freelance journalism while she tried to grow her following. "You'll get there, Becs," I tried to offer some sort of encouragement, but ended up sounding completely defeated. "Somehow, we will both get there."

The little goblin stood this way, the book held tightly in her hands, her lips moving silently. "Well?" Mike asked after nearly a minute had passed. "Tink doesn't remember." Shoulders slumping, Tink handed the book to Mike. "Maybe husband figure out?" "We'll see." Opening the book, he was surprised to see the words swim across the page, the text fixing itself in place before his eyes. Expecting some profound piece of magic, he realized he was looking at a fairly simple recipe for peanut butter cookies. Flipping back and forth, he saw that the recipe was the same on every page.

Surprisingly this is also my most viewed and favoured story. ALSO, the book cover was made but the amazing Anuta Ruban, her Instagram is @annrubann

AMELIA “I can’t believe it didn’t work,” I grunted in anger as I stabbed the sword into the book, and it did nothing. “It’s empty now, but a piece of useless old shit.” The book was around four inches thick. The hardcover seemed to be made of animal skin. The smell was like an old rotten dead rat. I was expecting suggestions, but everyone’s mouth was shut this time. “Really?” My eyes narrowed at them. “Now I need your unsolicited advice and you’ve got nothing. You, Theia. You’re very opinionated. What do you have in mind?”

it was uploaded 2 hours ago and there were almost 3 million comments so far. there was a notification on my profile page so i clicked it. Then I clicked on the link to watch the video again. As I watched it one last time, I felt butterflies in my stomach. I could hear my heartbeat. It wasn't a big deal to start an online book. it didn't require any major investment on my part. it's just an effort to let my readers see that my books aren't a joke. that they might not be. that they might turn out well.

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I opened the first page, and there was a post-it note stuck on it: "I've highlighted all the places that I thought you might like. Hope that might help you with your search. —B" I flipped through the pages of the big book and noticed that Blake had gone through the entire book, highlighting the ones he thought I would like. He even wrote notes and comments on why he thinks I should check them out. There were at least hundreds of them! And on the very last page of the book, there was another post-it note stuck on it: "I'm sorry... I miss you :(" Oh, shit on a stick. Even I had to admit, this was really sweet...

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She wanted a form of distraction from all the abuse she got from her parents. She froze as she saw her book on the shelf, her name had been boldly written on it. Excited at what she had seen,she dropped the basket in her hand and took the book out of the shelf. She flipped through the pages and smiled, this was her work, her book. She knew who had made this possible. “Rio” she said as she held the book close to her chest. He had finally kept to his word of publishing her books. With the book in her hand, she picked up her basket and went straight to the counter to make payment for all she had picked.