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It was so slowly, the clouds foreshadowed a rain and it all ended with just a few lights on the balconies easter and more famous for sculpture and art, the house turned off its lights early, and when night fell softly over the houses, in the natural pavilion made of ivy and vines, a barely heard fall was heard on the cracked stones and a few promising words were extinguished in the power of the night „I promise you, gentlemen, I am not jealous of other people's mistresses, but I will be able to make the crowd jealous and instead of making me your lover, you will see me again as a breathless corpse tomorrow at the tournament! He finished the sonnet he had been repeating for hours, Carlos was

Claudia's hand shot out to grab hers. 'Wait-why are your eyes sparkling like that? Crap. Why do I suddenly look so cool in her eyes? Now she's looking at me like I'm some big sister. Great. Just great.' "What app do you write on?" "NovelApp." "No way! That's my favorite app! What's your title?" Claudia instantly unlocked her phone, pulling up the familiar blue-pink app. She shoved it in Kylie's face. "Which one is yours?"

I got a new phone and suddenly forgot the password to my goodnovel account so I was unable to update new chapters even if I had them written. I’ll updated more tomorrow.

Chapter 40: The Master Copy The afternoon light cast shadows across the studio illuminating the sleek lines of the mahogany desk and the quiet server indicators on the wall monitor. The Nora Vale network was stable. Across GoodNovel and NovelSnack millions of readers were moving through the parts of The Architecture of Trust. The stressful days of drafting chapters were a memory; the digital infrastructure was now self-sustaining.

“I really don’t know if this would be the answer to our questions, but if I could vividly remember… while in the middle of writing you guys story, my sister just returned from OHIO were she went on a vacation. She gifted me this strange looking black pen, and just when I was right in the middle of writing you guys novel, I started using the strange pen. There’s a fifty percent chance, that the pen might be what we are looking for.” “Okay, so where is this pen right now?” Daniel asked. My master spoke out next, “If this pen is really what brought the novel, that we are to life… then I’m guessing we might not see it in the drawer, where I had it locked up.” Master brought out a key from his ba

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"I've never seen him before." Cassian turned to Anthony, who looked just as clueless. He didn't know who this Daneastian man was either. After coming closer, the man smiled. "I suppose you guys don't know me, so allow me to introduce myself. I'm from Daneast. My name is Calix Amato." The name meant nothing to Cassian, but Dunley's expression stiffened as he exclaimed, "You're Calix Amato, the diviner and one of Daneast's Three Grandmasters?"

“We can’t hear the words, but we can all get the gist of what is going on over there.” “Okay I will stop torturing you.” Said Nova literally snickering to herself. “The books are literally insanely detailed, and they played like a movie in my head. So, it’s easier for you to ask me what you want to know than I try and pick something to tell you. I am gathering these books are why I was called here?” “Yeah, but just for you to help us read them” said Alex “in a more traditional sense of course.”

"What do you intend to do now? Your answer practically jumped into my eyes, when I found the "The Most Insane Side" folder and opened it. The first Word document displayed the list of collaborators for the creation of the story, although the beginning of writing was limited to a small introduction on mental illness and its basics. At the bottom of the page, the name "Abigail Lucille Stuart" appeared in capital letters, and I began to smile and cry again. Kendall didn't seem to understand anything, but she was worried and looked at the screen, so, more relieved, I replied: