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My mouth went completely dry. “I…” My voice cracked pathetically. I looked down at our joined hands, then forced myself to meet his intense gaze. “I’ve dreamed about this moment for years. Being this close to you. Touching you. Feeling like… like I’m the only one in your entire world for just one night. Like you could want someone as ordinary as me.”

I never forget this, never. This is story about love, passion, danger, survival, happiness. I write it from heart, I write it from sleep, I write it from soul. 250,000 words, hundreds of nights, maybe tears, maybe mistakes, maybe struggle. But also joy, also pride, also love. I finish story because I want Ria and Luca safe, I finish because I want readers happy, I finish because I want to prove… I can do it. I can tell story. I can make world live in words. Thank you, all of you, for stay with me. Thank you for read every chapter, thank my mistakes, laugh with me, cry with me, feel with me. I cannot write story without you. This is your story too, because you make it real.

Just the quiet beauty of this moment, this chapter, this page. She reached for her journal that night and wrote: The greatest stories aren’t written all at once. They’re built word by word. Day by day. With love. And time. And the courage to begin again.

The story had to feel genuine and I waited until I knew it was perfect and respectful enough to write. 2. I did not know how I was going to write it. I didn't know if I wanted it to be a poem, a 50 page book, a novel, or whatever. I knew I had a message I wanted to tell, but I wanted to make the story interesting as well. So I decided to turn it into a novella, because it was not too long and it was not too short. It was the perfect length for me to create my story.

So we have come to the end of Ex-Husban Regret and the side stories. I just want to thank you for all your love and support for this book. This is the longest book I've written and by far my most successful one. It wouldn't have been this successful if it wasn't for your support. So than you. Thank you so much. Thank you for being on this journey from start to finish. It means the world that you have stuck with me.

“How can anything compare to a story acted out in front of you? I feel like I’m right in the middle of the action I…” “How long do their stories last?” he queries. “One hour, two? Half a day? A book can provide weeks, if not years of entertainment,” he explains, his eyes alight with joy. “I have books on my shelf that I’ve had since I was a small child.” He sighs, connecting with a pleasant memory, “you could say that books touch you for a lifetime. How can a storyteller compare?” I shrug. “I don’t know, that might be true for you,” I agree, conceding to his logic, “but I do know that when they speak, I am completely in the world of their words and that, that feels like a treasure.”

Victor added pointing towards me with an unfriendly look which I waved towards her. " Just when the old Luna and moon goddess was in, it was like a rule that triplets would be caused so anyone who gave birth to triplets In the human world made sure they separated their children immediately after birth Just to prevent the cause. So on the night of the full moon at both worlds, you three were born in this house indoors in the most hidden room so it can't be traced to anyone nor even the doctor in charge since all were werewolves. So you three parents died during a car accident then I hid the truth and just made you all love each other and still made those bonds even though I lied you were cous

Sometimes it was better to let things play out. “Mm. Old man Cabbage asked me to come over today. He says the weird noises are back.” Old man Cabbage was the oldest man in the village at ninety-three years old, yet he was a fit as a fiddle. He lived alone in an extremely old house that creaked even more than the orphanage. His wife died a long time ago and unfortunately they never had any children of their own. After Anderson and Carson went over a few times to help fix certain things in his house, he took a great liking to them both. He considered them his children and grandson. Understanding that, both young men could not bring themselves to charge the old man. The old man insisted on payi

Those crocodiles and cunning monkeys. “The Great War between these two races lasted for centuries. Both sides have shed blood but the knot of hate between them has remained unbreakable.” See. Grandma was good at sewing her stories. I wouldn’t wonder why I had the gift of writing. Hehehe. As if I am a biological blood relative of hers. “Dragons are powerful, and they’re protected by magic. A fully-grown dragon can easily eliminate a dozen werewolves.” Grandma showed me some punching and kicking stunts. Haha. He’s a natural storyteller.