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Maya suggested “Thank you Maya but they is no need to worry” Novel answered “Thank you, Maya, you can make ” I called back as I helped Novel into her room. I sat her down on the edge of the bed. She looked at me for a moment, her eyes distant. “Alexei... I had a dream. It was about the book.” “The book?” I asked, playing along. “I think I just stayed up too late reading. But it felt so real... it was amazing to be there.”

How am I going to get home? “Fat bitch, do you not hear me talking to you.” I don’t respond as I wonder how the hell I’m going to get out of this book. I’ve read several novels like this, but the main character almost always dies in their world. Dread fills me; did I die in my sleep? I didn’t even get to read the last Game of Thrones novel; how could I have died? I’m young and healthy, yeah I’m relatively thick, but a little fat never hurt anyone.

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As expected typo grammatical, wrong spellings, grammatical errors, and whatsoever errors can be seen from this novel. I'll edit if I have some time, please respect. ➥ ceaeee_

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Flashback(4 years back): I was in my room more specifically sitting on the couch reading a new novel I brought in the book store on my way, with a nice cup of hot chocolate on the table in front of the couch. The novel was amazing and I couldn't stop but flip the page as soon as I ended one. That's when I heard the door knock. "Agh, I'm in the best part and a person is disturbing the mood. Who might this be." I said with an annoyed tone to myself followed by a sigh while closing the book.

Ah, I've been waiting for that question since earlier. "I'm glad you asked. You see, this is the real world. Reality. But what you're living in could be called another world, but a different world where people from the real world such as us, create plots and characters to our own liking. That is what we call a book, or a novel. We read it but you get to live a life in that world of yours with your own thoughts, dreams, ideals, ambition, interests and actions, but it will all follow according to the Author's plot. And if the story is finished, I'm not sure what happens next. And the world you are living in is called 'Endless Poison Love', its a fantasy-romance novel." I explained.

Since that day, until today, we have not shared a room. I leave the table to go to my room; I will continue my reading. I will sit on the balcony to get some fresh air and finish my novel. I am reading the novel by Déesse: The Mafia's Fatal Attraction; it's so exciting, and I really like the heroine. She has a straightforwardness that I admire; she embraces who she is, something I cannot do.

“I’m fine, Liv. Just… a little tired.” Her brow arched skeptically. “Tired? You look like you just walked through a ghost town. You’re avoiding eye contact, and your hands are shaking. What’s really going on? I know you said you wanted to hang out, but we can just head back to my place and order in if being outside is too much for you right now.” I sighed, knowing I couldn’t keep it to myself any longer. I reached into my bag and pulled out the novel, placing it on the table between us with a thud that felt louder than I intended. “It’s this.”

Annalise retorted while enjoying the food that Zeno prepared for her. “What kind of plot, then?” Zeno inquired. “Hmm, maybe about games or robots? I’m not sure but I’m trying to think which one is better. Although, I’m thrilled about writing a novel that’s all about science fiction,” she replied. “Robots will be good. I’m sure that they will adapt to your novel if you finish that. Maybe they will also try to release a game about that,” Zeno explained, which made Annalise chuckle softly.

AITHNE'S POV A teary smile reflected on my face as I trailed a sentence in the novel I was holding with a finger, my eyes taking in every word in it. The novel was one of the series in Odin's favorite collection. I was in the library -- my comfort haven in recent times -- in my father's castle, away from the gossipy eyes and hushed whispers of the servants and pack members as well. For about a month, this had been my routine every morning. I was existing but not living.