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Thank you for everyone who've read my book! I love all of you! Please if you've enjoyed this one read Differnet - a book based on Alexander's parents and Stubborn Briella - a book based on Alexander's little sister. Also please never let someone change who you are unless you are ready! Each and everyone of you ate unique and full of life! You all have a great place in this world and will do amazing things just by being yourself. Again I love every single one of my subscribers and even the ones just glance at my book. You all are what make me an author!! And I couldn't be more happy!

he brought out the phone April had left behind and turn it on his mind drifted back to the first time he was on vacation in Mexico and coincidentally came across a chaman ( a fortune teller) told him that his life with women will be complicated until he will meet his destined wife. and as at that time he was already engaged to Clara chan, an Asian heiress he met when he was studying in Harvard university but unfortunately Clara got married on three years contract marriage to an emiratis oil mogul.

Fortunately, the book was pocket sized and the trench coat have a big pockets unexpectedly so the book didn't have any damage at their corners. Noel smiled contentedly and started to read the book while he sat down on the sofa in the living room. After page by page that he flipped, he stumbled upon a story titled 'Adventure of Eillan'. The story depicts Eillan as a naughty kid when he's just bad at expressing his emotions. After closing his real self from others for a long time, he decided to embark on his journey of life to find the real him. Surprisingly, he managed to find himself with a help of a golden retriever name Joe.

"Start wherever you feel comfortable. I'm all ears." I need to rant anyways. What’s the worst that could happen? I decided to tell him everything, from the fire incident that had left my family homeless to the liver transplant my dad desperately needed to the loan sharks that destroyed my mom's fruit shop. And then there's the cherry on top: when Xeto Technologies swooped in and stole my app right from under my nose. "...And that's it," I concluded, finally running out of breath. "You're all caught up on the tragedy that is my life."

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I punched the bridge of my nose and rubbed my temples, telling the stress that had chained me to release me from it's shackles. Jade's turn and she told a story that had already been written by some author known as Godwin Hosanna Aga. The book was named in the deep and it was about some girl named Hephzibah and it was pretty interesting and scary the way my baby sister had told it with a touch light under her chin, illuminating her face and weird canines. "And that is, in the deep!" Jade screamed, stomping her feet on the floor and howling like a wolf.

"You can't write the ending when you don't know how it ends. Now she knows enough of the story to share it." "Will there be a sequel?" someone else asked. I laughed. "There's always a sequel. The story doesn't end with me. It continues with all of them." I gestured to Hope. "With my children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren. They're writing the sequel right now." During a signing in New York, a woman approached with tears streaming down her face. "Thank you," she said simply. "I was ready to give up on my abusive marriage. Your book showed me I could survive leaving. I left last week. Me and my two kids."

“This project is… personal.” Her brows lift with interest. “Personal is good. Tell me about it.” I slide the manuscript across the table, my heart pounding as she picks it up. “It’s a series for children. Each book follows two siblings, Ella and Max, as they go on adventures that teach them about kindness, courage, and love. It’s not just about fantasy worlds or magical creatures, though there’s plenty of that. It’s about family and how the bonds we create can carry us through anything.”

Blushing at the recollection, I let those thoughts drift away as I immersed myself in the rows of books, each one promising a new adventure. My fingers brushed against the spine of a particular volume that had captivated me on that enchanting day. Xavier's favorite – ‘The Legend of the Arctic Wolf.’ Although I had heard the tale countless times from him, I yearned to delve into its pages and uncover more on my own. The worn cover felt comforting in my hands as I opened it, eager to lose myself in the mythical tale, or should I say a reality directly linked to me.

I slipped inside, leaving the door ajar. Walking to the small shelf above her bed, I glided my hand over the books—princess stories and lullabies. I had never been read a bedtime story as a child. I didn’t have that privilege, as both Mama and Papa were equally busy in their own understandable way. I picked up one of the ridiculously pink decorative books. It was titled The Princess and the Frog. I flipped through the pages and finished the whole thing, unable to stop the smile curling my lips.