I Survived Novel Series Novels & Stories

Hi, readers! I'm here to say that I already published the sequel. The sequel is titled Saved by My Alpha. It continues with Kennedi's story after being kidnapped. The third book will be released later in the year. I also have a spin off series and a prequel coming! The prequel is about Elias, Chrystal & Bennett, Matt & Zina. It tells the tale of their lives before Kennedi. I've already addressed that the third book will wrap up everything entirely! There will be no loose ends at all. If you have any concerns or questions, please message me on Twitter or email me!

I turned around to leave, but she suddenly threw a handful of pungent powder at me. I lost my vision instantly. My body went limp as I collapsed into a dark abyss. When I woke up, I was tied up inside an abandoned silver mine. Heavy silver chains bound my hands and feet. The metal burned against my skin with a faint hissing sound. It completely cut me off from the outside world. I couldn't reach Keith through our mind link. I also lost the ability to shift or heal. Several rogues stood before me. They were the same ones from my past life.

The solid gold fire in his eyes faded back into his deep, dark gaze, though a tiny spark of warmth remained. "It worked," Trevor breathed, collapsing against a bookcase. "We are officially not dead. I’m going to write a book about this. *The Art of Not Combusting*, by Trevor. It’ll be a bestseller." Lucien looked down at his etched forearms, then up at his sister, his expression filled with a profound, quiet gratitude. "You saved me, Gina." "We're a family," Gina said, leaning against Gabriel as her body completely gave out from exhaustion. Gabriel scooped her up into his arms, kissing her forehead gently as he held her close.

Nothing in this world matters. I scavenge. I attack. I kill. Day in. Day out. --- Most of the pages were missing. Destroyed by the weather… or by something else. I closed the book, my hands trembling. Then, suddenly, I threw it across the room. Damien barely ducked in time. "Iris, I didn’t know you went through so much." His voice was quiet, careful. "It seems like blacking out was a survival instinct for you. But now… we know what happens when you black out."

“ Putting my chin up, I do not care about what other would say. Whether they think that it was just a show for me to gain more fame. That I planned to do this or what… but… my mind was set in one thing. Accepting that all of those are the visualization of my novel… I can say to myself that in that place, I may be but an extra character who always depend on the others… right now, I have the ability to write a new path for them. ”So I would like to aske each and everyone of you, to accept my apology for not giving up. It was thanks to IKINOBIRU why I started to rise… and again… it was all thanks to that very same book why I can keep on living. My purpose in life… I already find it“

She reached forward and patted Tara’s knee, “We’ll focus on that when you’re well again. I need to go fix dinner. Dennis is like a bear if he doesn’t have a full belly.” Tara knew Dennis would be anything but a bear if there was no dinner, but feeling needed like that seemed to comfort her childless aunt; so, she said nothing. A successful writer, Eva often imposed the traits of her characters onto her companions. The siblings lovingly tolerated Eva’s eccentricities -that apparently ran on both sides of the family in one form or another. “How’s your novel coming?” Tara asked quietly between spoonfuls of the delicious soup. “What’s it about? I can’t remember.”

And a will to always be guarded by me for my children when they grow up. My life now is not as good and easy as you can see now, my life is now full of struggles and twists. Which may never be finished I tell even if I write it into a story. I was born pure white first, I was embraced and wanted lovingly by them. Who is dumped by circumstances and trials. For the sake of staying strong and surviving for 35 years, looking for escape from friends and girlfriends in order to forget the family fray about my identity. You ruined my life, ruined my mental, ruined my future. For the treasures that you are after if my mother and father die.

It’s all about faith. °°° The story ends here. Thanks for reading. Follow me on my I*, and get to know about my next book which is about their kids. Also, read my another book Beta Nocholas. It's a werewolf romance. Thanks again :)

Cain scooped me up, held me tight to his chest and walked us out of the house. The other men followed as we got in the back of one of the black SUVs, all the while I am cradled in Cain’s arms. He instructed the men to head back to the ‘mansion’ and the car pulled away followed by two others. Once at the house Cain carefully took us inside. The house seemed different, but I couldn’t seem to focus on any coherent thoughts. My mind revisited the image of Sean’s split open throat over and over again. The more I told myself to stop thinking about it, the more I saw it. The blood on my body had started to dry and I could not recall ever feeling so uncomfortable in my life.

For the first time, we could let go of all our masks. I watched the fire and remembered the morning I was reborn. I woke up screaming the day after Grandpa’s funeral. Drenched in cold sweat. Everything in the dream had been so real—the zombies’ roars, my family’s betrayal, the final, desperate pain as Liam pushed me into the horde to save himself. But when I looked at the calendar, I realized something. I had been reborn. I was back before the game even started. The first person to confirm my suspicions was Chloe.