Solo Leveling Novel 2 Novels & Stories

she raised her voice and for a moment I could tell she was not aware she was in a hospital and people were resting in their rooms. I exhaled sharply, touching my ears as if a fly had just buzzed. “I didn’t stop you, I told you to continue, I left and there was enough time for you to say the single word ‘Yes, but here you are, instead of staying with your prince charming who was about to take you to a wonderland full of flowers.” Ivana’s brows snapped and her eyes were aflame. “Who made those rules?” She asked out of the blue and I blink.

Sighing, I climb down the ladder, taking down more books. I begin dusting again, one by one. Yes, I'm alone again. I chuckle softly. I cannot decide if I prefer it now. —————————— Do not Worry, the next chapter is still a "Kayde" chapter 😉 ✨. Please leave a comment, and a review if you’re enjoying the book! Thank you!

Then she tapped it with a smile. Her very first novella [Is there a reason "why?”]. That is the title of the book. Leah purchased it online. Her eyeglass is on the desk. Leah pats softly, opens, and put on at her blurry eyes. Leah arranged her glasses and moved the book. [IS THERE A REASON "WHY?”] A light novel [Light Novel]

Happy Holidays Everyone. Stay Safe and Enjoy. Klaira The following chapters are a short novella entitled A Black River Pack Yule. It occurs after His Brother's Mate and before Hell Hounds. Because of rules changing it's impossible to find this novella on the GoodNovel app. So I am adding it here for your enjoyment.

Though my stomach growled for sustenance , I just could not think of eating. “I will eat later…” I say softly , offering him a smile. He exchanges a look with Xavier , but I do not stay for the lectures that I know is coming. Instead I walk to the entrance and sit on the floor in a crossed legged position – my eyes fixated on the fiery red flames that almost touches the sky. I sit out there for a while , enjoying the peace of being alone. At this moment , all I ever want is to be alone. I would often feel my stomach kick me with hunger , as my nose smelt the food that was cooking but I easily turned my attention back to the burning kingdom.

She looks at Amira again, her smile widening and tears trickling down her face. "Just look at how happy your sister is. Don't you want that for yourself?" I can't keep having this conversation with her. "Mom, excuse me. I need to use the washrooms," I lie. "I will be back." I vanish. On my way, I bump into someone I did not expect to see. Broad chest. Cheap cologne. Handsome face with a cocky smile. "Ren?" ^^^^^^^^^ Hey guys, The new book is called "TERRA". I'll be posting a few chapters here this month. If you guys love it, I'll apply for a contract with GoodNovel. Your feedback is highly appreciated ❤

You either have to search in your app for this story or you could go to viewed section and then click on the story, it will take you to the mainpage as well. I have an i. (sta) page, but haven't used it as much as I would like. Maybe I'm too old for social media. Lol. i'm turning 36 new month. it's naomid.gnovel Chapter 2. It took for fucking ever to get where we were going. The noise of the motor and the feeling of the wheels on the road made me sleepy. I closed my eyes for a second and didn’t awaken until someone shouted in my fucking face.

The silence that screamed that no one was here with her, that this was all on her, that she was completely and utterly alone in a sea of new beginnings. "I need a break," she muttered to herself, her voice sounding so small in the cavernous room. She grabbed a rag from the box and wiped her hands on it, staring at the shelves that stretched up to the ceiling. They were covered in a layer of fine dust that seemed to shimmer in the weak afternoon light. It was the kind of dust that suggested the shelves hadn't been touched in a long time, that their previous occupant had simply walked away, leaving their mark behind.

she said as she watched Alpha Rasmore cry to himself. It was just a matter of another year, and then she would be back in the world. Because she was done with conquering the spirits, she was only left to face the battle, about which she had no idea where it was being conducted, and if she succeeded, she would get to go back home. She had missed a lot of things. She had been watching her friends and was happy now that two of them had finally met their matches. It was only Peter and Patrilia who were left alone, but she was sure they would find their partners very soon.

The morning light filtered weakly through the curtains, casting fractured patterns on the floor — much like my thoughts, splintered and jagged. I sat at the small kitchen table, clutching my cup of cold coffee, staring at the leather-bound book *Reflections of the Forgotten* open before me. The stories inside weren’t just tales — they were warnings, lessons written in sorrow and hope. Women who had lived as shadows, trapped in lives borrowed from others, fighting to reclaim their own reflections.