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AUTHOR WILL BE GENUINELY GLAD IF YOU GENTLEMEN AND LADIES COULD CHECK IT AND LEAVE YOUR PRECIOUS REVIEW ON IT. FOLLOWING IS THE SYNOPSIS OF AUTHOR'S NEW BOOK SILAS WHICH IS A WEREWOLF ROMANCE. THAT HAS STEP SIBLINGS LOVE. SILAS IS THE BOOK, WRITTEN ON THE CHARACTER THAT YOU'RE FAMILIAR WITH BY THIS "MY STEPFATHER IS MY MATE BOOK". SILAS WAS HAD A CAMEO IN THIS BOOK. SO HERE IS THE SYNOPSIS.

NOTE: This book is a sequel to my first book name 'Love and lies' but you guys can read this book as a stand-alone book as well because I planned to add all the main points of the first book in this one so you won't have to read the previous part all you guys have to do is to wait patiently until I reveal them one by one as per the plot requirements. Thanks. °^°^°^° Elie "Elina, My Sweetheart, where are you hiding?" Hearing his velvet voice made me drop into a pool of sweat as I gulped my saliva in fear.

THE END AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you all for supporting me. I wouldn't have completed this story without your likes, follows, and comments. Thank you once again. "Love Is An Experiment" is part of "The Love Series." It's the first book in the series. The next book in the series, "Love Is Not An Obsession," is Sarah's story. As the title suggests, you can already guess what it's about. 🌚🌚🌹 I'm unsure which platforms the next book will be available on, but if you're interested, follow my F******k author page (Dzniellaa Ayd) for updates.

Duncan said, slightly sounding embarrassed. Michael shifted on his seat, turning to stare at Duncan clearly “Do you….have feeling for Tori? Because I remember saying it and you nearly ripped my jaw off. But now, I seemed to be right, was I?” Duncan looked at him before rolling his eyes and averting his gaze. Michael placed his hand over his mouth, trying his best to muffle the laughter that wanted to emerge. “Duncan Stones” he said In surprise “You’re in love with a baker?”

She didn’t even notice when she got so cold. “I see you prefer to shop in large quantities,” Yuna looked at the stack of books with a malicious glance. “We don’t have Simmons in the store, but we have a couple of books in stock: “Prayers to the Broken Stone” and “The Fall of Hyperion.” — “Hyperion” is not particularly interesting to me, but I would buy a collection of his stories. - Okay, I’ll call tomorrow and order delivery - it’s too late today. They probably dumped everything. And I'm closing in about twenty minutes. If you don't have plans, then let's go home together.

The girl has to know. I write for a living and every time I write a book, the only thing I look forward to is the ending. A book without an ending makes no sense. It is the same with this diary. It is incomplete. The first and the last few pages are burnt beyond recognition. Maybe they were all blank, but I want to know and I will find out. Even if they were blank, Ragini, the girl from the diary, needs to know about this guys love for her! I hug Avantika that night and sleep like a baby.

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

I raised an eyebrow, curious. She sighed deeply, her expression twisting into one of mild frustration. “He’s just... too talkative. I like men who talk, don’t get me wrong, but this guy? He talks about everything. And it’s honestly just boring. I barely spent a few hours with him, and I already knew way too much about his life. Like, did you know his grandfather had seven wives and divorced three of them? And his ex left him for a guy who was shorter than him. Oh, and his favorite food is oats! Who has *oats* as their favorite food? It’s just... it’s too much. He’s too much.”

I knew every second I delayed was another moment of my life wasted on him. Before I boarded, Brian stopped by one last time. When he learned of my departure, he simply sighed and wished me happiness and peace in the future. I thanked him but felt a pang of sadness. Even Brian, an outsider, appreciated my years of sacrifice, while Reynold, who benefited most directly, was the first to betray me. Just before I boarded my flight, Reynold texted me. Reynold: "Honey, I made your favorite baked salmon today." Reynold: "I'll be there soon. Wait for me."

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