How Many Chapters In Life Is Strange: Double Exposure Novels & Stories

She had not planned twelve chapters — she had let the chapters arrive in the order they arrived and counted them when she was finished. The first chapter was about Tuesdays. Ordinary Tuesdays in the twelfth and thirteenth years of building a life in a place that had been rebuilt. What the Tuesday mornings looked like when the work was moving correctly and the people were right and the day had the texture she had described to Darius — the texture of a day that knew what it was doing.

Hello readers... Thank you a lot for following this story until this chapter. After some consideration, I decide to split the previous chapters to make the word count more ideal and the reader can read each chapter with cheaper cost. If you already read the story until CHAPTER 66, Please Kindly note that the Original CHAPTER 67 will be updated as CHAPTER 129. Just go straight to chapter 129 so you don't need to double pay chapters with the same section. Regarding the previous uploaded chapter, it might still the same as the original version before the splitting until my editor review this book. Thank you for your attention.

She gasped as I filled her completely. I moved steadily. In. Out. In. Out. Slow. Then faster. Harder. Our breaths broke together. Our bodies moved in sync until we both came at the same time. I collapsed beside her, chest rising and falling heavily. Then she suddenly spoke. “Who is Isabella Schneider,” she murmured, voice tired, “and why does it look like I have seen that bracelet somewhere?” My heart almost stopped. I hadn’t realized she would be able to see the laptop screen.

“I know something is off. That’s not Laurel upstairs. Her mannerisms are all wrong. Her habits. Her eyes. The handwriting style on Morel's school note last week did not resemble Laurel's handwriting. I squeezed the stair railing harder while my blood turned to ice. Dr. Shawty urged me to lower my voice while scanning the area quickly. You may be correct but you shouldn’t accuse people like that. It’s more complicated than you think.” My legs trembled. He was going to tell her. He was about to expose me! “Complicated?” Lillian scoffed. “My son’s been living with a stranger! My grandson addresses a woman as ‘Mommy’ whom he just met and who remains unaware of his bedtime schedule. I couldn’t li

Hey, lovely readers! 💌 So, I have a little confession to make—your girl got a bit too enthusiastic and accidentally uploaded the same chapter twice. 😅 I’m so sorry for the mix-up! I know some of you might have been expecting something fresh and instead thought, “Wait… didn’t I read this already?” Please kindly check the chapter numbers before unlocking. And i just had to make some corrections on the way I numbered my chapters. Thank you for being so patient and understanding—you’re the best!

Riley actually took after him. As with the first story, the other three stories will revolve around the title “Sorry Dear Ex, It’s Your Loss, Not Mine.” I will try to limit their stories to 50 chapters each, but sometimes, a plotted chapter expands to five depending on the scene, especially those happy scenes that I love so much. I hope that you will continue to join me in this journey as I write the continuation of the book. I am overwhelmed by the comments you left in-chapters, the gems and the rewards to show your support, and of course, the reviews you left.

She'd lived that way for a while now and it had been great so far, nothing short of bliss, ecstasy and drunkenness that left her feeling wonderful. "I have to bring another man back" she told herself in front of the mirror, seemingly reaching a resolve. Ever since that stranger, she hadn't done the deed with anyone. Somehow, she felt attached to that strange man and it was exactly that sense of loyalty and commitment that she wanted to totally remove from her system and she was going to do so tonight. This was the new life she had chosen to live. Val turned to leave the room but suddenly, her head buzzed shortly and her view became hazy. She reached her hands to the sink for support but her

the chapter accidentally repeated the chapter above instead of the intended chapter, I fixed it and if you remove the book from your library and re add it it should fix, alternatively I will post it bellow for those of you who already had the incorrect chapter and don't wnat to remove and re add. *************************** Nova’s POV

AUTHOR’S NOTE If you’re here for polite romance, fade-to-black sex, or anything resembling manners… close this book right now and go clutch your pearls somewhere else, sugar tits. You’ve been warned, princess. Chapter – 0001 GRACE I, Grace Monroe Sullivan, head of a charity foundation and daughter of Arthur Sullivan, the very conservative President of the United States, am staring at a cardboard box of blow-up dolls. And no, these are definitely not kids’ toys. I know the box contains blow-up dolls (free condoms and lube, too, apparently) because in bright orange lettering on the side, it announces the contents: LIFELIKE PERSONAL ROMANCE DOLLS! NOW WITH FREE GLOW-IN-THE-DARK-CONDOMS AND LUBR

Chapter 49 deals with grief, loss, and one final rescue attempt END OF CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT