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“I don’t think I’m going to last a long time so If the first time is over quickly. I swear I’ll make it up to you.” He drops to his knees, making us eye level. “We have all night,” I told him. I guess all early morning technically. It is now after twelve in the morning. I have a flight out in a few hours. So, this night better be memorable. He pulls my underwear, and I was left naked. I made sure my legs are closed, feeling a little shy for the first time in my life. This was the first time someone was seeing me naked.

This is not an end, but a beginning for a new story. Thank you very much for reading my first work. I, Aldho Alfina, apologize to all readers because the ending was shortened. The author is currently focusing on a novel entitled 'The Ruler of the Dragon God', so that this second novel can be completed perfectly.

“Creation?” The girl nodded. “Everything that exists began somewhere.” Elena stared at the door. “You're saying there's something beyond this gate that created our world?” “I don't know.” “Then why did you say it?” “Because that's what they believed.” Aria stepped closer. “Who are they?” The girl looked at the silver eyes. “The First Ones.” Elena frowned. “Who are the First Ones?” “They came before the Keepers.” “Before humanity?” “Yes.” “Are they alive?”

There was no place for unforgiveness. “Do you think the political mayhem triggered the economic breakdown that resulted in the war?” Napoleon asked. “You better ask Isaac about it. Your brother knew everything even before I told you.” “So, Isaac told you about this? And he never even confided in me.” “Isaac shared his knowledge in chaos theory twice.” “A physics concept paired with world war 3?” “He predicted the New World Order in less than six months, and now it is happening." "My brother thinks about the New World Order. What is Harvard teaching my younger brother? Are they nuts?"

He whispered and sealed her with an aggressive, passionate kiss. – This is my first ever book so far here in Goodnovel and I hope you'll support me through the end. Love y'all, ma butterflies.

I sincerely hope you enjoyed reading my very first novel, An Alpha Bound By The Moon. Writing this book has been one of the most rewarding and challenging journeys of my life, and it means the world to me that you chose to spend your time in the world of the Moon Swept Pack. As a new author, every reader, page turned, and review left helps bring these characters and their story to life in ways I could only dream of. Your support and encouragement allow me to continue building this world and sharing it with you.

Her eyes widened, and she mouthed, “Is she okay?” I shrugged. “Well,” I said finally, “this is definitely a first. I never thought I’d live to see the day Sky had no comeback. No savage clapback. No middle finger in the air. The world must be ending.” Sky exhaled like she’d been holding her breath all night. “I don’t know,” she said softly. “I think… this might be the first time I actually love someone. Forget the other times I said it. This time, I think it's real. Maybe. I think so.”

He drew his broken claymore, the rune-etched steel catching the first light of the morning sun. "And the rest of the world?" he asked. "The rest of the world can wait," I said. "We have a family to protect. And a son who needs to learn that in this world, you are either the Architect or the scrap." I walked back into the Kremlin, the heavy doors hissing shut behind me. The silence returned, but it wasn't the silence of peace. It was the silence of a kingdom being born from the ash. The war with the stars was a prologue. The real story was just beginning. And with 112 chapters ahead of us, the world was going to learn that the Architect didn't just build grids.

"Don't even think about turning us against each other! You're already divorced now." I gave him a cold smile. "You can believe whatever you want." But I knew that once you started questioning things, every little detail would start to look like confirmation…until all of it finally exploded. Still, I no longer wanted to know what would happen between them. My flight was leaving soon, and I was going home to celebrate my belated New Year's Day.

Noah had already begun sketching furiously. The page barely kept up. The Lantern of Beginnings glowed brighter than ever. Its single path divided. Then divided again. Not one road. Many. The first road to this place wasn't leading to a single traveler. It was leading to a people. A world. One that had never been connected. One that had waited without knowing anyone else existed. The lights continued appearing. One by one. Until the horizon sparkled. Not with cities. Not yet. With homes. Small lights.