Novel & Cerita Twice Read Books

Thanks for your support and love shown towards this book. Book2 will be coming up soon.💜

I entered mine, went through the three books I had gotten from the store, and set them down on the bed. I folded my arms and read their names. The Claiming Rites, Finding the One, and Under the Red Moon. There was no order in which anyone should read these books, so I sat down and picked up The Claiming Rites. After an hour, I finished reading. The book made zero sense, and then I picked up Finding the One and spent another hour reading through it. While the first book was incomplete, the second made a little more sense. I picked up the third, which I had gone to Zion’s room with. I took my time reading, and another hour went by.

I hope you will stick around for Book 2. Thank you so much for the read❤️ Farewell until next time, my Lovelies ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Please rember to like my book and live comments and sugestions this will help me find direction when I loose inspiriration and I would love to write something that everyone loves to read thank you again guys lots of love love twoise♡♡

I ask him. “Well, I have not read the Twisted series, I heard it was really good book to read, that was why I recommended it to you. I can read the books with you, is that cool?” he asks me. I smile, happy that I will have someone to discuss the books with as I finish them, which is every reader’s dream.

Was she really Tang Ying Xue, and was Tang Ying Xue fond of all these foods? Now she was starting to realize that there was a possibility that she wasn't Tang Ying Xue at all. Considering those free stories on the book platforms she read for the past few days, she had encountered tales of body-swapping. But she knew it didn't sound logical at all, considering she was a perfect replica of Tang Ying Xue! But did it mean she was Tang Ying Xue? Finally, she realized she was tired of trying to find out or act as Ying Xue did because, after the sweet dessert thing, she was aware that she would always have differences from the real Ying Xue!

And maybe, just maybe, answers about the mysterious new chairman who seemed to know far too much. **** Across the City Celine sat cross-legged on the bed, the soft duvet pooling around her legs. A leather-bound photo album rested on her lap, its corners worn from years of being handled. A photo album rested in her lap, its worn leather cover scratched from years of being thumbed through. Her fingers traced the edge of one particular photograph, the one she hadn’t been able to stop staring at for almost an hour. It was of her and Darren.

Thanks for reading ❤️‼️ Hope y'all are enjoying the book❤️💯‼️ Double updating today‼️

"More slowly this time." She goes back to her room. The second book, in its first reader's hands. The co-author, reading it for the second time. The practice, continuing into the next form it will take.

A crushing pain twisted through my abdomen, making me curl up and tremble. My nails dug into the cracks in the wall, and with difficulty, I asked, "What did you feed me?" She put on a sweet smile and slowly said, "Medicine. Made for miscarriage. Ten minutes later, your second child will turn into mush and bleed out from your lower body." Her sharp laughter filled the room. I was leaning against the headboard, shivering, but my eyes were on the knife on the fruit platter. Cecelia was still bragging. "My baby comes in five months, while yours will turn into a pile of mush. You're a failure who can't even protect your chil—"