Novel & Cerita Figment Book

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"I'll get my backpack. In the end, we went home. He came back silent, the whole way. His hands were glued to the backpack strap and only his legs were moving. I waved at him as I changed direction, but he just looked at me and continued walking towards his house. I never imagined that Antony, the guy who was always bugging me, could be so cold. Okay, for a human, seeing a wolf transfigure into his best friend right in front of him must have been pretty awesome. The image of bones and skin being molded probably looked sickening. Just like the first time I saw it. It's not pretty. It's not magic. Especially coming from someone you trusted. Matthew is my friend. Perhaps he hoped that I might ha

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I murmur, needing some kind of sound in the deafening silence I flip through the pages aimlessly, noticing that the books are arranged based on category rather than alphabetical order, until my eyes snag on a list of names. ‘Journeys to the mirror world— A Memoir of Fernando D. Sigmond.’ What? My heart beats loud in my ears as I try to memorize the bookshelf number where the book is supposed to be. A lycan traveled to another world? Or did a human come to this world? Am I not the first person who was helped by a Sigmond?

They wandered through the aisles, running their fingers along spines that held countless worlds within their pages. Emily's eyes sparkled with excitement as she plucked a weathered book from the shelf. "Liam, look at this," she exclaimed, her voice filled with wonder. "It's a collection of love letters from different eras. Each page holds the raw emotions of someone's heart."

"I was ready to take her life, tear her heart out of her chest even though I know she is a woman who can make you happy—" . . **** From Rossita Saga: Wanna see Liam Almandine's and Harriet Goldlane's visuals? Good news! This book is now available as a comic. We have published the first comic chapter on W e b t o o n (remove space). Just search using the same title or open this link on your browser: bit. ly /liamalmandine (remove space). Liam looks hot hot hot!!!

He didn’t reply right away but enclosed me in his arms. “Can we now start all over again?” he asked, smiling through his tears. I nodded and smiled. And at that moment, I also sent a quick prayer for Zed that he could also move on and start over. THE END Author's note: Thank you so much for reading Book 1 and 2. Book 3 will follow and it will be a standalone story of Zed. We also want him to be happy, right? And if you like the story, please reward this author with a review. I wish to know your thoughts on the characters' journey. See you on their next journey.

Recently, we've been researching portals and the forgotten realms, but every time we get close to answers, something blocks us. For example—today. We went to the ancient library that once belonged to the seers. Micha and I searched for anything related to realms. After hours of digging, we finally found a book titled: "THE FORGOTTEN REALMS." "Finally, something useful," Micha muttered. "I hope so," I replied. "The title sounds promising." If only we knew. I opened the first page—blank. Second page—blank. Third, fourth… nothing. Page after page, just empty white paper.

Ruin mutual, claim inevitable. Dawn cracked, horizon fractured gold as engines whirred to a restart, Chicago tarmac gleaming wet below. Kenji dressed first—bespoke reformed armor, but his hand lingered, spine trace absent shiver. I rose queen-slow, suiting jewel power, hazel dissecting the new weight between us—submission not surrender, but edge shared. Aunt's marriage ploy dust; his two-year stalk confessed venom turned aphrodisiac. Jet bedroom reeked sex musk promise, ties discarded drawer like shed skins.

"This first one is for the Gathering Realm. It will expand your Apertures and your Ion Sea to handle up to the Realization level. The second will push your Apertures again and your Ion Sea to the Reformation level. As for the Third.. well it should, in theory, push you to the Transcendence level of energy reserves." "Gulp! I will not die right?" Felicity was not expecting Ren to be that far ahead of others. She was a little scared now. "The Third manual is?" "No. I will make sure of it." Ren said. "The Third manual compliments one of.. supplemental ones. It is the Lava Tiger." Ren thought hard about it and let go of the hesitation the last time he taught the manual to anyone. The last was hi