Starting Point Book Novels & Stories

Then she goes to school. The second book finds its readers more slowly than the first. The first book found people who were already doing the work and gave them the language for it. The second book finds people who are at the beginning — who are deciding whether to commit to the kind of practice the first book describes, and who need to understand what that commitment requires and what it produces.

I stared at the hopeful face in the photo before looking up at the clear blue sky outside the window. A gentle breeze drifted through, carrying the fresh scent of the plants. I set my book down and took a sip of my drink. All the toxic people and their drama were far behind me, no longer able to disrupt the peaceful life I had rebuilt with my own hands.

She took out the fourth book. She wrote: What the builder builds is not a destination. It is the next person's starting point. The thread does not end. It is picked up. Every starting point is the end of the previous builder's thread and the beginning of the next builder's work. Cael built my starting point. I am building hers. She will build someone else's. The thread continues. She closed the book. She looked at the Fenwick Realm below. She said: "I am very glad."

“Shouldn't I?” ~•~••~•~ So, how do you like the prologue? Do comment your opinions and support, please! • • • Finally, we start the journey of book- two! Aren't we? P.S— Please make sure you read book one from my profile before you start this journey. ~•~••~•~ Saumya Tripathi | His fatal shades. Copyrights © 2024 by Saumya Tripathi. All rights reserved.

Phoebe laced their fingers together. "Thinking... that our story is just beginning." Outside the window, the stars lit up the night sky. The End of Book One.

Billy was clearly in too much of a hurry. He blurted out, "It's a coincidence! Pure coincidence! Here—I'm not gonna take advantage of you for nothing. Take this book and study it. It'll give you a solid foundation in soul-related knowledge." With that, Billy tossed a worn, coverless book onto the table and bolted like a madman, as if the Phaeron Codex might vanish if he did not get there in time. Felix still had his doubts, but his curiosity shifted toward the book. He sat down, opened it, and began reading.

From the corner of my eyes, she returned to the spot she was seating before, resting her back and her hawk eyes straight back at us. There was no table of content in the book, so the only thing we could do is start right from the beginning and to start flipping one after the other. “Because of you, I’ll tell you to start from the end. It’s faster that way.” Arnold looked up at her, a low growl escaping his throat. I pushed his head down to the book, a small smile on my face as I muttered a thank you to her grim face. We turned the back of the book, each of the chapters explaining a particular light on something. We started flipping one after the other, flipping to the thirtieth page before w

Julian Blackwood didn't believe in *kindness*. He believed in **results**. In **control**. In **winning**. And yet as he stood in the midst of *Chapter & Soul* bookstore, with Lena Carter's soft voice still lingering at the edges of his mind like morning mist, something strange tangled deep in his chest. "*Maybe you should start,"* she had breathed. An effortless sentence. Soft, nearly shy. But it had hit harder than any boardroom betrayal or market crash he'd ever faced.

This time, I would be happier. A week later, I walked into the event hall with Anthony. The moment I stepped inside, however, I saw Cyrus. My feet were instantly frozen to the ground, unable to move. Anthony held my arm and pulled me forward, whispering into my ear, “If you don’t cast away the shadows of your past completely, they’ll just come back to haunt you later.” I turned and met his gaze. His eyes were firm and warm, giving me strength. I took a deep breath and squeezed his arm with a smile. “Do I look good like this? Can you tell I’ve started over with a fresh slate?”

Playing dirty to get what we want. Authors note: This is the end of book one. Book two will continue under the same title. I hope you’ve enjoyed book one. Book two’s title is: The Promised Mate