Novel & Cerita I Am Not Starfire Author

“What is your connection to all this, Cruella D'vile?” Hey dear readers, Cathystar here. I apologize for my absence and slow updates. I haven't been feeling well these past weeks. I'm slowly crawling back to updating, please don't be mad at me. I'll try my best to give you daily updates, if I can't cope, then expect updates on Sundays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Thank you:) ***

He laughed "I love you, Ravenna North" "And I love you, Axel North" * This is the literal end of Fire and Ice! Finally! I just wanna say a big thank you to all the people that read to this point and also to the people that cared enough to text me on my g***l which is still ojegift99@g***l.com. I love you all so much and I'd miss you all terribly ಥ╭╮ಥ If you're asking if they would be a sequel on Briar and Kyle?

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

Elaina stood still for a moment after Giselle’s words settled into the room, her heart beating loudly against her chest. The Starfire; blood and fire of two dragons bound by love. Her fingers curled slightly at her sides as she tried to process it all. It sounded simple when spoken, yet she knew nothing about wielding fire. She had barely begun to understand what it meant to carry dragon blood, let alone command it. “I… don’t have fire,” she finally admitted quietly, her voice softer than she intended.

####### Author's Note: I have some stories already written on the platform that you can check out; 1. Moonchild; The Rise of the Lycans. 2. All shades of Passion (erotica) kindly read and them to your library. Love you all.

Carla and Travis watched from the sidelines, hands clasped. “We did it,” Carla said, her voice steady. Travis nodded. “And we’re just getting started.” The scars remained, but they were no longer wounds. Dave, Carla, and the other victims were healing, not just surviving but thriving, their journeys a testament to resilience, love, and the unyielding power of talent reclaimed. ----- This marks the end of the Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire. Compiled short story arcs now made their way to their ends. See you next time. There'll be more ahead. Thank you!

Authors note~~~~ Hello dear readers this is your author little star, thank you so much for adding my book to your library. I hope you encourage and join me on this ride, this book is a werewolf book my first ever and I decided not to make it the typical werewolf setting. it may not be to your liking but please pardon this author. smiley*** I also dare to ask for your support and promotion of my book guys, I will be very happy. ps* you can support me with gems and votes too, this authors promise you won't be disappointed.

I grew up alongside Arthur Stevenson, who eventually became the Lord Chancellor. However, on the day of the royal physician selection, he disqualified me on the grounds that I had spilled a small amount of medicinal residue. Instead, he chose my younger stepsister. When I asked him why, he looked completely unconcerned. "Your sister wants the position, so what's the harm in a loving older sister stepping aside? A proper lady shouldn't be so jealous and willful. Consider today a small lesson for you." What he didn't realize was that if I couldn't enter the castle as a resident physician, I would be forced to enter as a royal mistress to the tyrannical King. Later on, word reached me that

Hello Readers. This is your author Lisa Salman. I just want to clear few misunderstandings. It seems that a few of you are not able to read the short author's note at the end of a chapter. My lovelies. My ML and FL are never weak. They might show a human side that's why they will make mistakes. But my ML is not weak. Why? You need to read further to find that. This month, I have another ongoing book 'Gosh! The CEO's Assistant is NOT a boy.'

"There's my number. Text me, and we'll make plans." Before I can utter another word, the doctor comes in. "Officer Gray, looks like you're gonna need some stitches." The entire time my face is being sewn back together, my eyes and mind don't deviate from the petite brunette standing next to the doctor. If there's one thing I know for sure - Laurel Springs is about to get wild. END OF VOLUME SIX: DEVANTE Archer - Coming October 2022 About the Author Laramie Briscoe is the USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author of over 30 books.