I Survived Novel Series Novels & Stories

, Croads, a middle-aged woman with brown hair and glasses, said. Except, it's not. She's dealing with enough right now. "Are you close with the victim?", SSA Briggs questioned, looking at me curiously. Briggs is practically a teenager, with shaggy blonde hair, very thin. "She's not a victim. Don't call her that. Her name is Amelia, and she's a survivor", I couldn't stop the words from flowing from my mouth. "The only one", Briggs uttered. "So you are close to her? Have you considered that being the reason for not catching him yet?", Croads said coldly. "Croads", Loveless snapped, shaking his head at her.

The guy—Rick, walked away too without uttering another word to me and I watched him sit next to her, head falling backwards to rest on the wall with a soft thud. What was wrong with the people here? Everyone was weird. I swallowed, slowly rising to my feet as I ran a frantic hand over my body for injuries. There were no stab wounds on my wrist, no broken skull, nor did I have crooked or broken limbs. And I had a heartbeat also, which was thumping hard against my chest. Was I truly alive? Did he really grant me a second chance? Looking over my shoulder, I noticed the floor-to-ceiling window for the first time. Through the spotless glass, the city was fogged over, dark without electricity.

Knew how Mena’s eyes always followed me like she was waiting for me to make one mistake. And when I didn’t…..when I continued to exist in her world without crumbling, maybe that was a mistake enough for her. Opening my eyes slowly, heart pounding in my chest. Mali’s hands had tried to break my body. But someone else had tried to end it completely. And whoever it was… they weren’t done. Because I survived. And surviving might have just made me their worst enemy.

All of the bad guys fainted and they vanished in the air. We also saw the victim fainted too because of the wounds and blood that has been lost to his body. (Author's Note: I just wanted you to know that the Series 2 of this Novel is already posted on Dreame entitled, The Delightful Agony. And because we're progressing. That Series 2 will be free for so long! So what are you waiting for? Check it out now! Don't forget to follow me on Dreame and add it to your library! Have a great day!)

"That's right—you fell to your death! No wonder you agreed to buy those speakers this time! You did it on purpose! You wanted the car to break down early!" I stopped and gave a light clap. "Nice," I said, eyes cold. "You came back too. Just a little late. "Because you're about to die." I turned and walked out. No looking back. Behind me, Felix's screams echoed. I stepped out of the prison. Warm sun brushed my face. Sadie leaned out the car window. "Mr. Lloyd, it's over." I nodded. Yeah. It was over. Then I looked at her. Time to start over.

"Risa, I’m leaving on a business trip tomorrow. Take care of yourself, and the baby. I’ll be back soon." As he spoke, he tapped the tip of my nose in a familiar, intimate gesture. These days, I no longer lashed out at him. The number of servants in the villa had been quietly reduced, but the two guards outside never left their posts. My phone had never been returned to me. I had lost all contact with the outside world. … My room was on the second floor, more than ten meters above the ground. If I jumped from the balcony, even if I survived, I’d be crippled.

It's not my fault high school is an episode of Survivor. When the zombies come crawling for their brains, I will be the last human to remember history. I'm excited to be an oracle and pass down history through oral tradition. You're welcome, peasants. You'll be glad I read it all then. "I don't care what your name is, really," Kelly says as she rips my romance novel from my hands. "Give that back. That's my favorite novel." Kelly moves her arms in all directions keeping my novel from me. Her minions, Alexa, and Tia, watch with giggles flying from their asses.

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

Aeron Miller was never special. When the System descended upon Earth and monsters brought civilization to its knees, he was nothing more than an ordinary survivor trying desperately to stay alive. For ten brutal years, Aeron watched humanity fall. Cities became ruins, friends became enemies, and powerful survivors fought over the few resources left. In the end, Aeron became one of the last humans alive—only to be betrayed and killed by the people he trusted. Then he opened his eyes. Seven days before the apocalypse. Seven days before the System awakens. Seven days before the world he knows disappears. Aeron has returned with everything he learned from his first life.

However, I have decided to pause book 8 and go back in order to do it justice, not only for the series and myself but, more importantly, for you, the readers. I am going to share something a little personal about myself - I am a perfectionist as well as AuDHD, and because this story and overall series has grown since I first started into having so many characters and plot points that intertwine, it proved extremely difficult to keep track of and keep it straight, which is why I made this decision to go back to the beginning and write it in order. Book 1 is The Rebellious Alpha. Book 2 is The Beta's Feral Alpha, which I am currently writing. Then we will have 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and finally 8, whi