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Novel's POV I never thought there would be a day where I would finally know the truth about myself. When I changed my name from Novel Rossi to Novel Hart, I never talked about my parents because I had no memory of them. I even thought they had abandoned me. I couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness knowing I once had a twin.

Aloha Lovely readers, Thank you so much for your patience as I contemplate next steps for this story. To be honest, deciding how to move forward has been a struggle for me. But I've finally made a decision and I'm ready to stick to it. You see, the novella I wrote for Rhett and Brynlee wasn't planned. It was a story that developed in my mind as I wrote Olivia's book, which is why I didn't write a longer book for them. I've had this entire series planned for a while and they just weren't in it. That was a lack of foresight on my part, I suppose.

He filled his questions of her whereabouts with assumptions and brushed it off as if it was some necessary dust on his coat. Yvonne reminded me of myself, although we both suffered, we seem to have those small happy moments that we treasure. Although we came from two different backgrounds, we pretty much suffered the same. I fell asleep that day with a lot in my mind, how Yvonne was, how she felt, what she wanted to be in life. My knowledge of this reality is based on the novel Nova created, I don't know the living people here personally. I don't personally know how they grew up, and even though they're book characters for Nova, they're still human beings. Creatures with a soul and life give

Author's note. Hey guys! Thanks for reading my Novel, My True Friend to the End. It's an important book to me. The inspiration came to me when I and my best friend broke up due to a huge misunderstanding. We realized that we weren't compatible and just had to break up. I would admit, it still hurts. I still wished that we could get back together but well I don't think that it will be possible as she has moved on and I have too I guess.

I wiped the chocolate off my palm with my tongue. "Sara, are you starting a new story?" He seemed interested in hearing about my latest story. "Yes, I had inspiration for my new story last night." I told him with excitement. "So what's the plot of the story?" "Billionaire and his naughty authoress." My new book's title made him cough loudly. "Is it about us, Sara?" "No, it's a mixture of the two earlier stories I wrote." I was ecstatic as I told him about my new story.

Each book focuses on one couple, but the story is interconnected and has wolves, bears, and dragon shifters. Thank you all for taking the time to read my novel! This one has been in my head for over a year, so it's nice to finally get it all out on paper so to speak! Happy reading :) {P.S. I may consider writing kind of an epilogue/bonus chapter for this book if there's enough interest.)

This is just a minor concern of mine that I want to address. This is a free-chapter and this is also the newest feature that goodnovel added recently, so I might use it to give you some extra knowledge (Glossary, military structure, plot points, character descriptions) in the future. Since there are so many characters running around in the story now, it might get confusing to keep track of all of them just from their names. Let me know if you like this idea. Thanks much and Happy Reading

"Anyway, let's talk about something." she fix her chair and sat in front of me. "What is it?" I smiled at her. "I wanted to do this for a long time. This has been a dream of mine and I want to share it with you." she said, "For the past years, I've written a novel called the sea of hope. I wanted to publish it, Iris, but I don't know how."

If Meekey was going to carve out a future for herself—maybe even earn a sliver of space in her daughter’s world—she had to do it the right way. Build a life. Get clean. Stay steady. And hold onto her leverage—not as a weapon, but as protection. She finished her cigarette, crushed it under her boot, and went back inside. She worked until close, then walked the six blocks back to Vanessa’s apartment with her hoodie up and her head down. Inside, the house was quiet. But on the table, a folded note waited for her. Meekey, Some guy came by asking questions. Said he knew you. Said his name was Rome.

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