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She put into words all she saw from the moving picture. But she did something else other than tell the truth. She wrote a character that resembled her in those stories. At least, even just in her novels, she would create friends that wanted her. At least, even just in her novels, she would be able to live the life she could never have lived in reality. At least, even if it's just in her novels, she wouldn't be alone. Day and night she wrote and wrote until she filled pages and pages with words of truth. She wrote until there wasn't a fairy tale lie she couldn't expose anymore.

I said after logging in to a user account for the application. "What?" He asked, perplexed. "I'm a writer. Under the pen name Wallflower, I create fantastical romance stories. I don't have many followers, but I prefer to write for my personal interest," I said, opening my author centre. "I've now completed four novels. I'm also currently working on 'The Monster and the Flower.' I need to finish this novel by the end of the month, but I don't think I can right now. I was about to put it on hiatus until you offered to help."

The profile name is Author Sonia. * * * * *

“You’re an author. You can always make more.” “Can I?” “That’s a question for your fanbase. It’ll be interesting if your next book is about another character.” “I’m sure you’d love it like my new social media page.” I said and Leslie giggled. “What was the name again? I don’t think I’m following it.” Leslie said and pulled out his phone. “@Imagine_Write_Inspire on I*******m. You’re my editor. You should know everything about me.” I pulled Leslie’s cheek, and he pouted.

I'm sure I'll get a big hit because there is not entertainment in this other than music , some adventure books . Then I shall bestow my previous Romance knowledge in this world . [Ash POV: My lady is getting weirder as days goes by , but now She's wearing a evil smile ] Now , I've to write a novel and publish it . but how should I publish it , I don't want to reveal my identity .I want someone to make errands. I know the someone, hehe (grinning). [Ash : Ah ! I feel chills down to my spine]. "Ash prepare paper and pens. I want to write" as I said , she brought me the items and started my favourite novel .I wrote it all day and finished half of it. just the first volume and I feel sleepy .

"A lot, for a start, everyone knows that you are wealthy, and uh, of course, you became pretty famous since you came out of the coma." "Why would that make me famous?" Simon was truly curious. "Why wouldn't it? Erik, one of New York City's bestselling authors is doing one of his reincarnation masterpieces again and he posted just last week on his bird app that you inspired his main character." Simon swore under his breath. "Do you have Erik's bird app' handle?" "I do, but I hope there's nothing wrong with what Mr. Erik is doing?" Simon tucked his left hand onto his back pocket. "Nope, I just want to have a word. You know, possibly sponsor the publishing costs since I'm his muse."

Daniel has always been a sensible person, so I am not surprised he his the only person here, trying to make sense of what is happening. Vivian folds her hand below her boobs pouting angrily, while I remained quiet thinking about the words Daniel had said. "But how do we even find this new author. Cause I have no idea, hell! I don't even know how this author is controlling my story." I cried out, throwing my hands up in the air. "And to find that out, you need to first find what's behind the awakening of your story. What made it possible that your characters are alive and living in this world." My master said slowly, actually saying something for the first time after his *No way* since Vivian

They nodded in understanding. “Yeah—if they knew that we now know, they might ask us for spoilers.. hayyy..” “Not only that, there are fans that would even want to know the life of the author so they would feel closer to them..” “Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with us..” “Gosh! We actually have a friend that is a Best-selling Author!” “Since when did you start writing, Dawn?” “Umm—two years ago.” “Ahh” Two years ago, when she suddenly changed into a whole new person.

Sighing loudly, I walked over to the kitchenette to make myself another coffee. "I know the feeling," Becca groaned from where she was sitting on the couch, phone in hand. "Still no luck for you either?" "Nada," she replied. Her work was even harder to find than mine. She was a self-published author, working mainly in freelance journalism while she tried to grow her following. "You'll get there, Becs," I tried to offer some sort of encouragement, but ended up sounding completely defeated. "Somehow, we will both get there."

"You want me to write? Tasha, Luca would have a stroke if I started publishing pack affairs’ content." "Then don't tell him," she shrugged, her eyes sparkling. "Use a pen name. Be 'The Silver Rogue.' It’s independent income, Aria. Real money that doesn't have a 'Storm Ridge Pack' stamp on it. Plus, I love your style. You’ve got bite." A surge of genuine excitement—the first I’d felt in weeks—washed over me. Independent money. A way to build a life that was entirely mine. "I'm in," I said, a smile finally tugging at my lips.