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One by one. they joined together. Not as two halves. As one whole. The moment the pendant became complete... the White Book filled with light. Across every blank page... new words began appearing. Not one story. Thousands. Millions. Entire universes returned. The cities. The kingdoms. The forgotten children. The lost dreamers. Every erased life found its place once again. Outside... the City of Forgotten Authors awakened. The gray-robed Authors watched their books fill with words. The rivers of silver ink flowed once more.

REBORNED Episode seven Then…I saw her. I sobbed. I haven’t cried in a long time And I did. “Nona!” I ran to where her body laid and tried to wake her up by shaking her body vigorously. I saw that two of her legs were scalded by the fire and she could not move. She could not breathe and she kept groaning in pain. Good God, she is alive! I sighed shakily in relief and wasted no time in attempting to carry her up.

com How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis Currently available: Book 1: Welcome to Probet Book 2: Welcome to Fengarad Book 3: Welcome to Dargot Book 4: Welcome to Monsterland Book 5: Welcome to Nekromel Book 6: Welcome to Requbar Coming soon: Book 7: Welcome to Gorgoth From the same author: Entertaining Tales of Grin the Cheat

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"I was forced to stay by your side as a slave. Lyra is the only one who truly understands me. If you hadn't insisted on owning me, I wouldn’t have been forced to watch miserably as the woman I loved fell for another beastman. You're surrounded by lackeys, and you have people you can count on. You don't need me to save you, but Lyra is different. As a concubine-born daughter, she’s looked down on and has no support. I'm the only one she has now." The icy river water seeped into my bones. I could not believe what I was hearing. Thalyx's eyes held no hesitation. Seeing me about to be swallowed up by the water, he impatiently huffed his cheeks and used his massive tail to roughly shove me to the

Everything sounds ridiculous, but being reborn made her believe in them. "Through a series of tests," Jasmine answered, a hopeful expression on her face. Author's Note If you have read the first book of this series, you would know about the supernatural elements it has. I am sorry if this comes as surprise to you. You can read ' Redemption's Sweet Temptation/ Rebirth insatiable CEO hubby ' for a better understanding.

"What's the use of all that money? His beloved family could only pray that he comes out of it. They couldn't buy his way out of the coma. Everything was left to a higher power. Now before the accident Mr Derrick lived life like he owned the planet or something. Well, like I have explained in my previous books that reincarnation is often spontaneous. There's a lot of things and at the same time nothing at all. Sometimes people are reincarnated for a reason and other times it could just be as normal as day fading into night. "So he goes into a coma and loses his soul. However, his memories from the past remain his. Re-embodiment is one aspect of reincarnation my book has never dealt on before.

Eyes… deep crimson, the color of wine freshly spilled across marble. I didn’t just wake up in a different body. I woke up in a different world. And not just any world. One I knew far too well. I had read about this place before—in a book called Blood and Moonlight. A gothic fantasy where ancient vampire courts ruled the night from silvered palaces, where ruthless werewolf packs prowled the wild forests, and where an uneasy truce held between fangs and claws… until it inevitably shattered. It was a story of war. A story of betrayal. A story where love was as fatal as any blade.

Terribly wrong. "He's changed," Siron whispered, more to himself. "Since the tomb... he's fighting something inside him." Kit took a deep breath. "You said your mother told you to look for records. We brought this book." He produced a thick book he had managed to grab from the shelf before fleeing. Its cover was worn brown, inscribed with Gothic letters: Die Verlorenen Chroniken von Aethelford (The Lost Chronicles of Aethelford). The Self-Falling Book. When the hands chased them, this book had slid from the high shelf and fallen right in front of Siron's feet, as if pointing to itself.

nowhere. "Where are you taking them?" I asked one guard. "The Reborn need vessels," he said simply. "Young ones adapt better. Adults can be trained for service. The old..." He shrugged. I bit my tongue until I tasted blood. Derek's hand found mine, squeezing warning. Not yet. Not here. Inside, Bloodrose was breathtaking. Phoenix fire sculptures lit every corner, their light warm and golden but somehow wrong. Gardens bloomed with flowers that shouldn't exist—roses made of flame that never burned, trees with leaves of frozen fire. Beautiful. Terrible. Impossible.