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Author's Note: Hello everyone, this is me, the author of The Deserted Bride, grateful for all your support and love 💞 The Deserted Bride has finally come to an end. But wait, Shane and Audrey's love story and drama aren't over yet. If you wish to continue reading their story (I hope you will) check out Book 2 (Yay! There's a book 2) called THE DESERTED WIFE, available here in Goodnovel also. If you have some time to read other novels, I provided a list of my works below for you to check out. 1. Immortal Desire

There was nothing on the horizon: no sign of a village or a house, not even a tree—just sand and sky, shimmering in the heat haze. "I can’t imagine why anyone would want to live in this baking wilderness," she muttered. She glanced at her watch and realized that it had been half an hour since they had left the town and set off across the desert. "Are we anywhere near our destination?" "The desert is the most beautiful place in the world," Ahsan snapped, gloating at her. Hazem will love it. You should be able to see the walls of the fortress in another ten minutes. ‘The fort…? Just where are you taking us?

"See, I knew you'd come around. Now, brace yourself for the real desert experience." They had arranged for a guided tour of the desert, complete with a knowledgeable local guide named Aslam, who was well-versed in the art of cracking jokes and making tourists feel at ease. Aslam greeted them with a warm smile. "Welcome to the Zidra Deserts, the land of endless sand and occasional mirages! So, are you both ready for some desert adventure?" Drishti exchanged a glance with Shravan, and they both nodded eagerly. Aslam led them through the stunning desert landscape, pointing out various flora and fauna that managed to thrive in such harsh conditions.

Unable to tell direction with the poisonous fog blocking his view, Darryl felt more helpless than ever. What he didn't realize at the time was that he was trapped in the most dangerous area of the Wild Deserted Secret Region, named as the Valley of Death by the Raksasa Tribe.

Few could deduce what those jumble of words meant. "Adrian always talks in riddles, and I hate him for that. Who could possibly understand what he's trying to say?!" Of course, Crystal would never say this to Adrian’s face. Jerome said, "The Uduma Desert.” Although she looked a little stunned, Crystal seemed to have grasped the point. The disappearance of the Uduma Desert was an unsolved mystery, and Adrian's letter seemed to establish a connection. "Is the Uduma Desert related to the reset?"

Ru opened her eyes to take in an exquisite sunset full of pinks and oranges beginning to slip beyond the horizon. Though she stood in a desert where the sand was painted in similar tones, there was a light breeze and she didn’t feel hot, nor was the air dry. Off in the distance, she spied an oasis and headed in that direction, her boots seeming to stay on top of the sand perfectly without a cloud of dust following.

“Zha’mar isn’t just ruins.” Rayden turned, waiting. “That place is known as the ‘Graveyard of Seekers,’” Orion continued, his eyes holding echoes of dangerous ancient tales. “Many enter, few return.” Rayden nodded, then left the frozen peaks behind, stepping into the vast stretch of the Echoing Sand Desert. The cold mountain winds slowly shifted into scorching waves of heat, like the breath of a giant beast. The world around him changed from a pure palette of white and blue to an endless sea of gold.

"I know that too. But to make it simpler, let's call it a desert." Still with furrowed brows, Emily shook her head firmly. "Still different, Louis." Jeremy was intrigued by the sweet debate. He looked back, said, "Emily, you're so smart. Where did you get that information?" "I looked for it in the library with Louis, Uncle. Louis also read it and knows that the Alabama Hills are one of the oldest geological formations in the world. But he still calls it a desert." Jeremy was stunned. He didn't understand what his genius niece was talking about.

He saw the flower, which was far different from the flowers that could be found on the Varanus Continent. A red rose in full bloom. Subconsciously, his eyes fell on a twilight red-haired Knight who rode a few rows in front of him. A flower that could not be found on the Continent of Varanus, a flower that bloomed beautifully in the middle of the desert. But then Zaha smiled so thinly he barely looked like he was smiling at all. Arai was indeed a desert flower. A charming Desert Rose. Zaha who was wearing a black robe of the Varanus Continent adorned with golden dragon embroidery, with a pair of long earrings and a tall majestic crown then accelerated his horse a little and chased Arai.

Each step sunk into the ground like walking through thick mud. "We are gaining ground!" Okan cheered. "What is up ahead?" Eira could see a change in the landscape. The crusty, cracked ground gave way to mounds of golden sand. "That is the Drifting Dunes Desert," Junayd answered. "Perhaps we can use it to hide and regroup." Many of those nearby looked to Devrim for confirmation. His mouth formed a determined line. "You heard the general. To the dunes!" The race became slower and slower as both groups tried to reach the sand. They were all growing tired. Thankfully the ground seemed to be growing tired as well; it was caving in less and less the further they walked.