Breaking Dawn Part 3 Book Novels & Stories

Book 3 in the series is being written so be on the look out August 1st Thanks again, Annie

I try again to mind link him with no answer. I hear footsteps down the hall coming towards my door. I quickly stand as tall as possible, which is hard because I am so tired and my legs barely hold me up anymore. I have to though; I refuse to show him any sign of weakness. The door opens and in walks Shane, his signature smirk and a rose. "Good morning beautiful!" ***End of Book 1*** Book 2 titled: The Rogue's Winter Revenge is complete and can be found here on Good Novel now! Make sure you put the ' in Rogue's 😘😘😘😘

I open my mouth to say something obnoxiously victorious— and that’s when I realize that my celebration was premature. With an explosive burst, Brenna lifts me off her. She breaks free and takes full advantage of my absolute shock to wrap an arm around my neck from the rear, and . . . “He didn’t need to explain any situation to anyone,” she whispers in my ear. “There are three things I believe with utmost certainty. Death will come for all of us. No matter what, the sun will rise every morning. And Zane is never, ever going to touch you. Not even if you beg him for it on your knees.”

Lord Nicholas held out his hand to the staircase, “You’ll find her upstairs, I believe.” When Ben climbed the stone staircase, he smelled the scent of apple pie when he reached the top. He followed his nose through the library filled with ancient books and statues until he came to a rounded wooden door. He pushed it open to find Anna, Imara and Eliza sitting at a table near a window with the setting sun illuminating them. Imara looked up at Ben and smiled then said, “We’ve been waiting for you, sweetheart. Welcome home.” Ben smiled as his eyes fluttered open until he realized he was alone in bed. He sat up and looked around then heard Imara and Haldir in the yard outside. Ben rubbed his head

I use those images because they fit to my own description and actions. Soooooooo with all excitements, buckle your seatbelt, and dive into Medusa's own very world........🤪 Welcome to the first book of BROKEN SERIES....😫 I love all of you guys😘 Xoxoxo Medusa💙🖤

came a male voice from behind me. Although it sounded familiar, I couldn’t quite place the owner of the voice. My legs went weak and I sucked in air as I turned to see the owner of the voice. There, as smug as you please, stood Marduke. I could feel powerful waves of evilness being emitted from him while his dark eyes gleamed with sinister satisfaction as he looked from me to Gail. It was when I saw a smile on Gail’s face that rivaled Marduke’s as she acknowledged his presence that I knew I’d made a mistake in convincing Killian to let her join us.

Everything after this was ours. END OF CHAPTER 30 END OF BOOK ONE

Lastly, I'm so grateful for each one of my readers, you guy are as loyal as they come and I'm honestly very blessed, enjoyed dreading each comment and each review. oh before I forget, yeah, book 3 is based largely on some element san factors of book 1, so if you haven't read it yet, it would probably be in your best interest to get that covered. It is a small prequel of around 56k words, give or take. enjoy and have a great day!

he added. "Hyun, it's because that's what made the story realistic. It's not for dramatic reasons. There's really no happy ending," she finally gave her answer. Cela closed her laptop right after the call with Hyun. It's been two months since she was asked to write another book that would complete a trilogy and would eventually be made into a three-part special on TV. It all began there. She thought it was a sign to look for Nate because finally, there was a logical reason to do so. The search for him in the last couple of months made her complete the last book by creating fictional events that had references to real events and combining them altogether.

when she will see me in such clothes. Suddenly my eyes fell on the crystal heart dangling on a silver chain, the last gift from Johnathan. It was lying on the dressing table next to the desk. I must have left it there while unpacking my things. I picked up the necklace, twirling the heart in my fingers. The sunlight reflected beautifully in it, spreading all the colors of the rainbow on the other side like in a prism. As I looked at it, all the painful memories returned to me with redoubled strength and my heart ached so badly that tears sprang to my eyes immediately. Fortunately, I managed to quickly shake myself out of this state, clenched the necklace in my hand, opened one of the drawers