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[Shocking reversal: Elaine's prize-winning piece was plagiarized! [Ex-Mrs. Shaw slandered, the true victim vindicated.] I was stunned. Why would that old news resurface? Sean strutted by my window for the umpteenth time, and I stopped him. "Are you behind the story that's going viral?" His eyes sparkled, and Max's fluffy head nuzzled my shoulder. "You caught me, Becca. You're just too clever." I exhaled a weary breath. "It's ancient history, so don't worry about it."

He said in a soothing voice. We entered a small clearing and my dad quickly put me down. I could hear him take a few steps back, but before I could ask him anything I felt what would be the last and final wave of pain. The cracking of bones was louder than before. I could feel the bones in my face breaking, and the taste of blood filed my mouth. I rolled onto my stomach a dug my fingers into the earth. My spine cracked and elongated. My legs and feet grew. With one last growl a blast of pain and energy burst through me, and then i felt nothing but relief. The energy that burst from my body sent a bright blue wave through the clearing, and through the woods scaring every animal around. I hear

Chapter 3: Author's POV Imagine a world secluded on an icy plain, carved from the frozen wilderness of the Arctic and bordered by an ocean. Somehow, life thrived, and magic did too. Werewolf packs emerged, but humans infiltrated as well. The initial migration into werewolf territory was once deemed a problem, and the killing of outsiders ensued. This bloodshed, however, stopped when the werewolves realized they needed the humans just as much as humans needed them. Human ingenuity, vital for innovation and development, complemented the werewolves' ability to manipulate and stabilize the harsh climate. Over time, this mutual dependence forged a fragile harmony—a delicate balance between the or

** BOOK 2 ** TITLE: MARRYING MY EX'S UNCLE

I would have ended up sleeping outside, without a roof under my head. … Author Tina Nwuba: “Welcome to my newest book, my awesome readers. This time, I am serving you guys an obsessive werewolf romance book. The beginning of the story might be too much, but these few released chapters aren't enough for you to judge the overall aspect of the book. Stay tuned for more drama, and how our Priya’s destiny changes from not being wanted or appreciated, to…. Let me not spill the beans <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>”.

The tour had ended and Emily retired back to her room. Glancing at the clock, it was twelve in the afternoon—two hours before Drew was to return. She might as well put the free time to use. Normally, Emily would stay up all night finishing up an article. However, owing to the unplanned move and the exhaustion that came with it—she didn't have time to work. Emily booted up her laptop and navigated the arrow to an article in her drafts. Once it was opened, Emily cracked her knuckles—ready to type, but her fingers hesitated.

Allan picked up the only novel there which was in the far right corner almost covered by Allan's other tomes. Allan wasn't used to reading novels, just looking at the title made him lazy. 'Journey of Love?' Allan frowned. "Aish! What is this book? Never mind, it's better than nothing! Who knows, it might help me fall asleep!" Allan took the book which wasn't thick and returned to his recliner and started reading. At first he was lazy to read it but over time Allan was immersed in his new book, because the novel book was thin enough that Allan, who was used to reading thick Business and Management books, was able to finish it in a short time. Allan closed it. And looked towards the book.

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

He preserved the ones for Megan carefully, and I did the same for mine. The thick stack showed no signs of dampness or bug bites. Only the pages were yellowing and peeling, a testament to the countless nights I had read them under the lamp. In college, Desmond couldn't afford dates, and he refused my money. Instead, he wrote letter after letter to show his love, convincing me that I was special. But it had an expiration date. By this time, it was overdue. ... The next day, I went to the airport, checking Megan's social media.

Then she saw the note tucked at the side, small and folded. She opened it. I hope this makes you feel better, my love. ~Damien She read it once. Then again. She stood there for the longest time, the note in her hand, confused about what to do with it. She set the note down slowly. What kind of person was he? Yesterday those same hands had pressed her against a table. And today he had put together a care package with fluffy socks and her favourite ice cream like none of that had happened. She had met cold people before. She had met cruel people. Those were easy to deal with, you just had to keep your distance and stay clear. But Damien moved between tender and terrifying without warning, as h