Starting Point Book Novels & Stories

It would be a surprise. - Two days later, I was back in the city I hadn't seen in years. On my way to Chandler's house in a cab, I sent him a message. [Where are you right now?] Two hours later, his black cat avatar buzzed and replied, [At home.] I couldn't help but smile as I typed back, [Guess where I am right now?] Chandler's reply was, [I guess... you're in Dewbrook?] [Wrong. I'm home! Get ready for me!]

However, her hand unconsciously rested against the front of my pants. With the way we were standing, it was easy for her to reach. She was preparing, too. "Three… two… one…" The train suddenly plunged into the longest tunnel. The entire carriage fell into complete darkness. At that exact moment, Phoebe quickly pulled open the zipper at the front of my pants. At the same time, I hurriedly tugged her black stockings down just a little…

Who she was before she learned how to disappear. She stood by her window, watching the city lights flicker on, one by one. Her phone buzzed. An unknown number. She stared at it for a long moment before letting it ring out. Some connections deserved answers. Others had been given too many already. Claire turned away, picking up a book she hadn’t had the energy to read in years. For the first time, she didn’t wonder if Fabian was thinking about her. She didn’t need to. She was already moving forward.

"Can you write me a message of encouragement on the title page?" Emma's gentle smile never faltered. Patiently, she signed each book, one by one, until the very last copy was complete. Then her assistant whispered in her ear, "There's a mysterious reader in the crowd. He bought a great number of your books and hopes to invite you to dinner." Out of gratitude toward her reader, Emma agreed without hesitation. That evening, she brought a small gift and made her way to the designated restaurant. But the moment she pushed open the private room's door, her breath caught in her throat.

Isn’t the security around the school should be tight? And if this is part of the book arc, bakit parang ang bilis naman yata? Kakasimula pa lang ng story oi! Kung pagbabasihan ang sinabi nila Janna. Fortune Lover started when Gina arrived in the Academy. Kung pagbabasihan, nasa first chapter pa lang kami! Mga walangya! Kakasimula palang pero gusto agad ng author na pahirapan ang mga bida! Arghhh author hardcore ka! You sadist!

When he reached the front door of his apartment, he stood staring at it in confusion, certainly not where he was. When he finally realized, in fact, that he was at his apartment, that he had walked a few miles to get here, he fumbled in his pocket for his keys.

“Apparently.” Seraphina smiled. “That’s why I always found you familiar.” The Book’s Warning The black book suddenly closed. Then it opened again. This time, the pages were turning rapidly. Page 1. Page 2. Page 3. Thousands of pages. Millions. Then the book stopped. A single sentence appeared. “THE FIRST DAUGHTER HAS AWAKENED.” Another line appeared. “THE FIRST MOTHER HAS REMEMBERED.” Then: “THE FIRST FATHER IS RETURNING.”

Hey dear readers! Before you dive in...just letting you know that Book 2 has officially started, and this is where the continuation begins! If you’ve been following the story from the beginning, you're right where you need to be. Get ready for more drama, romance, and unexpected twists! Thanks for staying with me.. now let’s continue the journey! 😃♥

"Ced, Don just got back. He's still adjusting to the time zone. I've known him since we were kids, so I'll stay in the master bedroom tonight and talk business with him. You can sleep in the guest room." Donovan shot me a look of pure challenge, then swaggered after her into my bedroom as if it had always been his. At the same moment, my phone vibrated. The screen lit with a text alert from an overseas bank. [Your account ending in 8888 received USD 20,000,000.00 at 20:30 today.] My senior's 20,000,000 dollars had arrived. I opened the online contract and signed it on the spot.

"The true history of the Council." At the center of the chamber stood a single wooden desk. On it rested an old oil lamp. Its flame burned steadily despite the still air. Beside the lamp sat a leather-bound book. The cover bore a single word. BEGINNING Samuel approached carefully. The book was old. Far older than anything else they had seen. He reached toward it. The Vault spoke. "Authorized." He opened the cover. The first page contained only one sentence. Every empire begins with a fear. Samuel turned the page.