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I will not waste much time overviewing the point of the novel. My name is Grace and I'm the author of this novel. I want to inform you that this book is purely a work of fiction and some events might be totally unbelievable and that's cool because that's how world of supernaturals work. Always Share, Comment and Vote my book ?Grace THE CURSE

I didn't plan for his story until recently, so I won't be taking it now, but it's definitely coming soon. For our next journey, we have... CRAVE! God, I'm so excited for this one. It's a journey I've been looking forward to and I can't wait to start writing it. As usual, you know I don't reveal the blurb, but I'll drop something small for this. Here's a snippet: 'I know this is wrong, and it goes against my every moral, but for this time; I plead to do wrong just to feel his mouth worshipping every part of me. That's how good Alex makes wrong feel. ' – Arabella Leovough, CRAVE.

They are never and will never be satisfied no matter how good you treat them. They will always ask for favors but they will never have gratitude for it. They make you feel inferior and not good enough. You do not need to be good enough. You are perfect the way you are. I cannot say all but there are many other lessons to grasp from this story. Hope you loved it. And I will be much more pleased to meet you all in my next novel “Regained My LOVE (When the past hunts)” Genre: Romans The earlier novel I wrote is my first and best novel so far. I will love you, folks, to look if you have not yet.

He could feel her body heat seeping through him. "To have a one-night stand." Phil snapped out of his trance. This girl was tempting for sure with her tight little body and soft lips that looked kissable. But he couldn't fall into the temptation. This was Faith's little sister, for fuck's sake! He may be a bad guy, but he wasn't some kind of pervert. He still had respect for his brother's wife. He had already crossed a line by stealing Anthony's first wife, he didn't want to do anything to hurt him again.

“Goddamn! This machine is cheating us! “ I couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. We we’re both so hopeful and yet was disappointed. Told ‘ya that machine was possessed. It’s tricky, tsk, tsk, tsk. “Let me play,” I said. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete and ongoing novel. (Hmmm... While waiting for an update.) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL ALPHA KING CHECKMATE NINE MONTHS Would like to hear your lovely review. Looking forward to your motivational review. Love yah all readers!

The Dismantling of the Lens Leo made a choice. He stopped infiltrating the hardware and started Overloading it. He took every memory of the Mosaic-World—the salt of the sea, the heat of the Andean sun, the cold terror of the Hive—and he compressed them into a single, infinite Moment of Boredom. He showed the Creators the one thing their "Symmetry" couldn't handle: the feeling of a story that has no ending. The mechanical eye in the sky Shattered. The brass gears didn't fall; they evaporated into "Unwritten" ink. The "Clean Room" began to dissolve, revealing the "Actual" universe behind it—a place of terrifying, silent darkness and infinite, unformatted potential.

The thing is that she knows this name very well because this name belongs to one of the cannon fodder in a novel. Melissa prefers reading classics to other genres. She only read the novel because her otaku sister forced her to read it on the basis of bonding with another half of their culture. Just by looking at the novel’s title, Melissa returned the book back to her sister with a solemn face. Praying for her non-existent Intelligence. Who knew her sister would hound her every day to read this retarded novel because she wants her to draw a doujinshi.

she shook her head slightly, "...your novel crosses a line. It doesn't offer escape; it plunges readers directly into a grim, hopeless reality. There is no light, no redemption. There's no hope for a love story here. Each woman Paul meets faces a more brutal, more degrading death than the last." She let out another one of her weary sighs. "I'm truly sorry, but Barnaby Press simply cannot publish a story about a serial killer who methodically kills every woman he has sex with. The only way I could possibly consider this is if you were willing to fundamentally change the plot."

• MORALLY GRAY CHARACTERS: Obsessive, possessive, and dangerous behavior. The actions of the characters in this book are not meant to be healthy or emulated. This is a work of fiction exploring the darkest corners of obsession, and extreme power imbalances. Reader discretion is not just advised, it is mandatory. “If you’re still here... you’re already mine. Try not to scream.” ꧁ 𖤓 𖤓 𖤓 ꧂ ꧁ Marisella ꧂ I’m breaking my mother’s heart. Even if she doesn’t know it yet.

“All you do is read about morally grey men choking and bending women over the tables and then act shocked when we ask you to touch grass” “I’ll touch grass when a mafia lord claims me” I said dryly not amused by their critics on my novels. “You need to live! Outside of your fictional word and touch actual dick” Katie stood hand to her hips and face frustrated. “Why does it have to be tonight though?” I asked hoping to postpone the torture of mingling with people in a noisy environment. “Because it’s Lena’s daddy pre-birthday bash slash girls night out” Katie chirped before adding “and you owe us”