First Novel Of The World นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The novel The Future belongs to the apocalyptic genre, the virus explodes, the human race appears as mutants, the animals begin to dominate the earth, but after the mutant race, it is not death that becomes more powerful. so the animals started to fight, finally humans regained the dominion, started to establish H city, trying to restore world order. The female lead is born a heterogeneous, not created by anything, is a purebred human with a very precious status.

"So, your book entitled 'Two Worlds' how did you come up writing your very first novels which made you famous after a few months?" I smiled and held the microphone properly and looked at the crowded, "It was actually half of my story, I wrote it while I was home alone for my treatment! It was about families and loneliness because my character has no friends. But when she died because of depression she was reincarnated and she lived in a new world where she found love and plenty of friends! That was my dream because I was lonely when I was young. And I never thought that my friend's cousin, will submit it to a book publishing and they love it. The interviewer was asking a lot of questions abo

I begin my first journal entry. April 26h 2023 In the beginning, there was a world unlike any other. It was a world of magic and mystery, of beauty and terror, a world where anything could happen and anyone could achieve greatness. But as with all great things, there came a time when the balance was upset and the forces of darkness threatened to engulf all that was good and pure. This is the story of that world and the people who fought to save it. It is a tale of heroes and villains, of love and loss, of triumph and tragedy. It is a tale of hope and despair, of courage and cowardice, of secrets and revelations.

Gaia's speech was interrupted as she was confused to call the woman beside her mother. "Just call me Sister Dara, Gaia," Mona said to which the girl nodded in understanding. "Greetings, sister Dara. I'm Gaia, the first child of Mona's mother," said the girl, to which Dara nodded in return, the woman immediately wrote something on paper and gave it to Gaia. (You're really beautiful, just like her mother,) Gaia smiled as she read the letters, then she realized something. "Sorry, brother. Can't you talk?" Gaia asked looking at Dara who looked down and then looked up again and smiled a little, she immediately nodded in response.

It was so immense that its shadow swallowed the entire city. The White Book shook violently in Adrian's hands. For the first time... its cover began to crack. Thin lines of silver spread across the ancient binding. The First Reader stared upward in horror. "It has found the Origin." The woman looked at him. "What is the Origin?" He answered without taking his eyes off the sky. "The first story ever imagined." "If that story dies..." "...every story dies with it." A deafening roar rolled across the heavens. The giant hand opened slowly. Inside its palm...

And for the first time, Maya wasn’t sure which world she would save— —or which one she would doom. Thanks from the Author! Thanks so much for reading my first book it is published on A****n and Book 2 will be out mid April. Again sooo much thanks.

I quickly covered my lie. "That's right. Give me your hand." She stood up and extended me her hand. Which I took gladly. "Ouch! ouch! ouch!" I shivered in pain. My ankle is sprained I guess. And it's my first day at school. Why? How am I going to do this? Oh my God, I hope it's only sprained.

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.

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.