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2024-10-29 19:42:56“Sweetie, where have you been?” said Briane the moment Blame entered the tent.
“OMG, Beastie! Are you okay? We thought you’ve gone missing again!” Reigna was already in front of her, checking her body, her brows creasing. “What happened to the foil?”
“It doesn’t matter—”
“Of course it matters, Blame! You look dreadful without it!”
Blame’s brows raised. “Since when did your opinion mattered to me?”
Everyone in the room gasped, except for Hail who merely looked up.
“Zo, de Bleym I know will be back now. `ow wonderful!”
“What I’m trying to say is, we need to go back to the hall. The headmaster’s here.”
“Alright, let’s go!” Briane beamed despite the growing tension.
“Have you forgotten, Speedy?” started Michelle. “She just walk out of us without telling us where she is, and what could possibly be more important that we have to go through anxiety just to guess her whereabouts?”
“Seriously, Babe! She’s alr
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Shadows of the Lost Author's Note
It's such a nostalgic thing to have finished this epic of a novell, and I thank all of you for the support, especially to my editor, Artis Yusi, who give it her all to make sure I feel welcome here. I'm sure we all had an exhausting but fun journey, so do tell me what you think about the first installation of the Shadow Series. Thank you everyone! We'll see each other again in the second installation where we'll dive deeper in the secret of Pasithea. I'm going to warn you beforehand to wear your helmet, for this is going to be another hell of a bumpy ride. Until then, let's all savor this first installation; reread it, and you might find some clues as to whaat's going to unfold in the second book.
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The narrative of Z’s past, present, and future were nothing more than proof that Sylvania’s existence qualified as a catalyst for chaos. In the past, her willingness to show her father that she deserved to be heir to Sylvania’s legacy led her to create a forbidden artifact, which transported Zeniah in the future. It had been branded as murder and she’d been condemned, tortured, and was almost killed in front of the apprehensive Forbinians. Her father proved that he could cut off his only heir’s head if it means upholding the law—his law.In her present, she tried to make things right by being a Phantom that sneaked through the criminal’s midst, put an end to their lives, and bring the peace back where it belonged. She thought she was doing what’s right until her father walked in the path of evil and declared war on the Supreme Council. She was then burdened by the responsibility of killing her father, for the Council believed sh
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Arc 4 Deadly Encounter From here on out, Death will tail you wherever you may go. For the people you care for and for the people you have sacrificed, you’ll have no choice but to face him head-on, battling such a cruel war in which the consequence would be your loved one’s head served in a silver platter. The end is near. And those who are not prepared to die are the first one to face the Reaper’s terrible wrath… --- Z had never felt more powerful than when she woke with a start a week ago. Her eyes were madly flickering from pea-green to toxic green. A single twitch of her hand made the wooden bed shook and she ended up bouncing on the ground, the bed crumpled into pieces. She swallowed hard as she looked around. The leather-made wall of the tent looked so fragile next to her eyes. Closing it, she tried to steady her breathing; however, a twig cracked way outside. She jerked her eyes open and a hole singed through
