Novel & Cerita Flatland: A Romance Of Many Dimensions

************************ So here is the official last chapter of Flames and Roses the journey of Sheerazi family's second generation There will be no updates of this book and about 3rd generation no I am not planning anything for them. The journey of 142 chaps has came to an end now and I'm really feeling emotional i took one year to finish this book I don't know if the time I took is worth the book or not. I know my story is not perfect but this is what I wanted to present you all. Hope I did not disappointed anyone if I did I'm really sorry for that. Thank you for reading it and making till the end. For the last time can you all please give a review on the book as it has finished today?

She giggled to herself, " Yuki was right. A new story has begun. I wonder what color flower they bloomed." Yuki was already by the plum tree situated on the Divine land. The tree that was naked with its flower on the ground a day ago was now blooming again with new flowers. The flowers that bloomed were of a different colors. The tree that always grew white flowers had purple flowers grown in the middle of winter. Yuki was admiring the flowers and the tree, "This color of love seems beautiful yet sad. If only this love could end beautifully..." The purple flowers that were grown had started falling from the tree again.

I decided to shake the night off. It wasn’t too hard to forget about because I found it so amazing to watch Landon run with ease next to us and Andrew right behind him in wolf form. He seemed to be ready to pounce on him at any moment. Marie rode with me again and I again felt an overwhelming sense of calm with her presence. Honestly, it really did help me stop thinking about the pain the dream caused and the pain of my family. My head was still pounding with pain, and it was hard to keep focused anyway. Every time I looked up I felt dizzy and wanted to fall over, so I kept my head down, but occasionally looked at Landon or Andrew. Jack guided us out of the forest and into clear plains fille

After they loaded up, the bus zoomed through underground tunnels. The road rose to the Surface and the bright sunshine reflected off the pavement, blinding Tom. He'd only heard of the Surface but never seen it with his own eyes. Not that he could see it now, but after a few moments and some squinting, the broken pavement came back into view. He watched the desert roll past, littered with dark towers. On his left, the ocean rolled out as a glittering carpet. Further, in the distance, flat panels protruded from the sea, soaking up sunlight to power the vast cities below. Above, rays of light from something other than the sun pierced the clouds. It cut holes just above the flat panels, leaving

I could smell every tree outside the cave, distinguish the sound of a stream flowing over a rocky bed from miles away, and even see the texture of the ground in complete darkness. Then, my body began physically repairing itself. My broken ankle healed completely within three days, and by the end of it, there was absolutely no trace of the fracture. My blood became warm and strong, and even the tiny scars on my skin had faded, as if time had actually reversed for me. Most importantly, I could feel my pup growing bigger and stronger every day in my womb. It had a very strong heartbeat, and its consciousness also began to resonate with mine. It was my pup, my only blood relative in this world.

Nolan growls. Everything happens in slow motion. The man I love runs to embrace the woman the Goddess made for him. Tears prickle at my eyes as I rush up the stairs. My forever is over now.

"If you burn this, your story with me... it never reaches a conclusion. We'll be in this 'Volatile Middle' forever. The tension, the fighting, the hunger... it never settles into peace." Elara looked into his grey eyes. She saw the demon who had branded her, the man who had died for her, and the partner who was now standing in the Zero-Point with her. "Peace is just another word for 'Paid in Full', Vane," Elara said. "And I’m not interested in being settled." She touched the flame to the corner of the book. The leather didn't burn with orange fire. It erupted in a geyser of white light and rainbow colored ink. The pages turned into birds made of words, flying out of the vault, through the co

We scrambled down the maintenance shafts, our boots slipping on the fragments of the old world, the scent of sagebrush and salt growing stronger as we neared the desert floor. When we stepped out into the midnight air, the desert didn't feel like the wasteland we had fled into. The salt flats were glowing. Small, luminescent threads of silver and mahogany silk were weaving themselves through the cracked earth, turning the barren landscape into a massive, pulsing circuit board. Florence turned to face us as we approached. Her expression was a terrifying mix of absolute peace and ancient intelligence. "Mother," she said, her voice dropping the multi-tonal overlay, sounding for a heartbeat like