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he announces and I bring my attention back to the environment. “What is this place, Alpha Arthur?” The environment looks like a lonely private house. It’s surrounded by high walls that look like the walls of a prison. This place feels like a cage rather than freedom, why are we here? “Welcome to my special home, Nova. It’s just going to be the both of us living here from this very moment. No pack members, Alphas, Betas, or even friends will be able to find you. This place will protect us.”

Callie shut her eyes as heat spread throughout her entire body, there wasn’t much aer in her body reacted to the strange energy and a cooling sensation traveled through her veins, she didn’t have to look to know her veins were glowing green again. She finally opened her eyes when the energy in her body had settled. Vivid shades of orange, red and yellow attacked her eyes and she lifted a hand to shield her eyes from the bright glare. After a while her vision adjusted to the light and colors around her. It was a very pretty place, flowers in orange, red and yellow were scattered all over the place, the petals of each flower moved like flames.

I did not look back at the troughs as I cleared the steps. The script of the novel was completely gone. There were no neat acts or heroic chapters left, just a messy, suffocating reality where the villains and the victims were breathing the exact same black smoke. There was no grand confrontation waiting for us, just the long, dark walk up to the Great Hall through the grease and the ash, with the midnight deadline closing in like a trap.

The smell of burnt hair travelled through before the screen filled in, and Nueva was alone. This realm was a dark, ugly and uninhabitable Badlands with no colours. Everything around Nueva was in molten grey and black shades, making it hard to sight any distinctive landmarks in the flat environment. The sky was a rich sepia tone with the constant ominous sound of thunder rumbling in the distance.

How to make the novel proceed well, how will I make them fall in love with each other to avoid misfortunes. Last night, I figured out something before sleeping. And that is, if the novel didn't proceed well, it could ve chaotic in this empire. Since the plot has no direction at all, it could get messy just like this. So if this continues, if the heroine and male lead continues to be indifferent with each other, we can meet misfortunes in the future and I will no longer know the future whuch can become inconvenient and worrisome

PROLOGUE – EXTENDED Title: What the Fire Forgot Book Two: Throne of Fire & Favors: Loyalty Is a Loaded Gun Time: 4 Months After Naomi Raines' Death Location: Valeburn City, Southside Block, Navarro-District Border Weather: Overcast with the smell of distant smoke and oil; a light wind rustles charred flyers across blood-washed pavement Soundscape: Buzzing streetlamps, the soft clink of bottles, low whimpers from alley shadows, and sirens like lullabies for broken cities

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I do not know if it is actually an English word, I have never looked it up, but that's the context in which the term is used where I'm from. The idea of the French and English setting reflects my country, but the names of the towns are totally fictitious. As it is the case in my country, you need to be perfectly bilingual to be successful or to be professionally sought out. I decided to spice my book with the diverse culture. Happy Reading.

’ Nova himself was confused by this; the writer of the book himself doesn’t even know what’s going on. “Maybe it’s connected to the fact that we can’t sense the orbs, even though the leads are engaging with each other?” I said. Since there was another factor that may or may not have changed the flow of the story. Nova and I knows that my existence in this body was already a factor that can change the novel, and he took that risk of distorting the reality itself just so he could get his abilities back, even just a little bit of it. “There must be another factor other than me, something that created a ripple.” The novel wasn’t branching out from the original storyline that much since Nova made

I just couldn’t decide if I wanted to eventually stop and hide somewhere or if I wanted to just keep running until I was found. I guess there really isn’t a good strategy to this since we really have no idea how much they will change up the terrain before we get out there. Dad did mention something about there being nets around certain areas to prevent us from wandering too far outside the perimeter of the claiming event area. On that thought, I slipped into a comfortable sleep. ----- Thank you for taking the time to read my novel! Like it? Comment below and tell me what you like! Love it? Write me a review!