Readers Story 소설 & 이야기

I sincerely Hope you would keep reading and not abandoned this book. So far, more than five hundred wonderful readers have visited this story, and only a few have shared their thoughts. To those four beautiful souls who already left a review — thank you. Your words warmed my heart more than you can imagine. But to everyone else who has been quietly reading and enjoying the story I also want to extend my gratitude. the growing views makes me believe the book is moving ahead, but I want to ask something from you, something small, but truly powerful.

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Hello readers, it's Ena here! If you’ve made it this far, thank you for trusting me with your time, your heart, and a little corner of your imagination, even as Abigail's story snowballed into a big, breathless ride with twists at very corner. Every book only really comes alive when someone chooses to read it, and I’m endlessly grateful that you chose this one. I hope this story gave you moments of escape, comfort, and maybe even a little hope. There are more stories waiting to be told, and I can’t wait to share the next one with you very soon. Until next time 💛

He let out the friendliest of smiles, making Anderson very uncomfortable. Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive the stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation

The End! ……. Hey dear readers. With this, we come to the end of this story. I hope you all enjoyed it.

Black's POV "Hey!" Scarlet exclaimed as she suddenly burst open the doors to the clubroom. "Have you seen this?!" "What is it?" I asked as she approached us. "Somebody posted your performance on the school website." "They did??" Crimson joined us. "Why?" "I have no idea, but even students from other school are watching it. Not only that, but Black's been getting a lot of attention again." "What do you mean?" I asked. She scrolled up the website, then stopped on one post. "A mysterious transfer student with a cold gaze, but heavenly voice." She read the caption of the post aloud as she showed us a few candid pictures of me. "The students are fawning over you."

But, I promise I'll keep you guys posted on everything <3 I'd also like to thank Lhyn, tina, Shelyn, joy lepalim, Lola Parker, Joan, Guillie C, Cha, V Rajalakshmi, Izanammi and Rachel for reviewing the story ^^ You guys are amazing! Now we just need 9 more different readers to leave reviews so the story can get an official star rating! Thank you to everyone who's helped so far! A special thanks also goes to Penny Zografidis, Rachel, Shelyn, Guillie C and all the other readers who supported the story with gifts and gems! <3 And, of course, thank you to everyone who's read and left reviews so far.

Thank you for adding my story in your reading list, hope you will enjoy reading my first story, and I hope that you will have a great time reading this story which I made with so much efforts, see you then, up until to the end of the story! . Happy reading!!! Welcome to Liana and Phoenix story!!!

Hello readers, Thank you for all the love and support you people have been offering me. When I started, Oops, story, I was not expecting more than a hundred readers. Never knew it will be liked this much. Time to say goodbye to Hunter/Abigail and Rafael/Emerald. I don’t think I would go for a sequel. But you never know. (wink wink) Whatever I am today is because of you people. Because of your constant encouragement, I did it.

And the small, wicked line at the bottom that made my breath catch: “Voluntary blood donation frequently evolves into deeper, more intimate connections. All acts remain fully consensual. Limits are sacred.” My fingers trembled as I filled out the application. I was brutally honest. Age: 26. Health: excellent. Fantasies: being bitten on the neck during intense pleasure. Limits: none that mattered when it came to fangs and cold hands. I described in vivid, embarrassing detail how I had touched myself countless nights imagining strong immortal fingers holding me down while a vampire fed slowly, sensually, making me beg for more even as my vision blurred from blood loss and ecstasy. I hit submit