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"Say what? I reincarnated into a reverse novel." The system's words were like a thunderclap; not daring to believe this was true, the whole person was stunned for five seconds. Marin found a corner to sit, blankly looking at the novel in her hand without saying anything. Trying to calm her nerves, she opened the novel and read the last few chapters she hadn't finished yet. The novel [Love you more than the stars.] has very bloody content. The novel is set in a modern setting with a director's love affair with a secretary.

Now, her features were wrinkled with sheer rage. Celia stuck a finger at Raiden's nose as she shrilled, "I came to you right after I was released, but how did you treat me? You used my body like I was a free prostitute and dumped me right after! You even dared to seek out this bitch, Winifred, behind my back!" Raiden froze in a daze after being hit by the bag. It took a few seconds before he snapped out of it and pushed Celia away. "Get lost! Why don't you take a look in the mirror first? How dare you compare yourself to Winifred?

She asked with a scoff. "I wish I could say it was," he slid into his breeches, "Perhaps you can ask your brother, Novak, when next you see him." That was it. That was all it took for Reyana to snap, losing her last sense of reasoning. "You manipulative liar!" AUTHOR'S NOTE: NEW BOOK ALERT!!! DON'T FORGET TO CHECK OUT MY NEW BOOK, "ALPHA OF THE NORTH: HIS WEAKNESS, HER CURSE. It is a dark romance book. Intriguing and suspense-filled.

The soil recovered incrementally. All of it real. All of it his to work with, regardless of whether the novel had predicted it. He stood and walked to the field where soil had turned from grey to brown. It was darker now, more brown than grey, spreading beyond the initial recovery zone as the grid's redistribution continued. A month ago he had been reading a w******l in Seoul, falling asleep with a story about a villain's forgotten son who died in Chapter 3. Now he was that son, reincarnated, operating in a world that resembled the novel but was not identical to it, building something that the novel had never described because the novel had never imagined he would survive long enough to buil

“The old me always tolerated and compromised, but the new me will never again.” That night, James started changing his tactics. He appeared in my life as a suitor, sending flowers and gifts, each day different from the last. At first, it was bouquets and handmade chocolates. Later, he sent gifts related to hobbies I had mentioned in passing. His intention was obvious—he was trying to win me over and re-enter my life. “Tess,” he said, standing in front of me, shameless. “Since you said we’re no longer married, and you’re single now, I have the right to pursue you, don’t I?”

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

He couldn't code himself, so someone was hired to code everything according to his instructions. Flattery kept pouring in. He began living the high life, carefree and unbothered. Nancy felt like she had finally made it. She even got engaged to Chester. When the assistant brought over all the recent CCTV footage of Chester at Watch Group, I noticed that he texted someone on his smartwatch every night. I zoomed in on the conversation and realized they were communicating via Morse code. The other party was saying that they planned to steal again next week. It seemed Chester wasn't about to give up just yet.

‘NOW THE FIGHT BEGINS MAY THE BEST BITCH WIN’ After he read the paper, he laughed evilly earning a look from his men then they started exchanging looks with each other they could see the look on his face, and it was clear to them that there will be bloodshed. Silas felt insulted. This little mouse had the nerve to insult him maybe it’s because he never relieved his true side to her that’s why she’s acting so bold but what he didn’t know was that Nicole was putting everything in the line to avenge her best friend Chloe and the Reed family’s death as she owed them too much. She wasn’t even afraid that in the process she might lose her life but instead she was really to lose her life if it mean

She will be just getting into the car. Titan grabs his favorite tea from the hot bar in his office and makes a kettle. Once the kettle whistles, Titan pours a cup and lets the tea brew. He goes to a small bookshelf behind his desk. He scans the books. Collective works of Byron, Shakespeare, Milton, Frost, Austin, Cummings, Brontë, L. Huges and Knowles. But Titan wasn’t in the mood for heavy. He went to the bottom shelf. B. Potter, AA Mine, Dr. Suess, The Giving Tree, Rainbow Fish, and Mother Goose.

What's a little fun that I can't have? “I'm specifically looking…” he paused as he opened a page in a book and then turned it to me. "For the White Wolf.” The page had a picture of a white wolf in it sitting under a huge moon. This was supposed to be alarming to me, but I wasn't bothered. This might prove Axton's theory of humans wanting more after finding little. Maybe they were the ones that carried the bodies of those lycans, and now they're back for more. But somehow I disagreed with that thought. What if this guy has read some books and done a little research, and now he wants to discover one for himself? That also makes sense.