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2021-05-26 07:30:26Z didn’t know if Mr. Porche planned this out beforehand or if he just compensated with them being together, so they’d be able to work with their teamwork. Far to the contrary, there wasn’t a single thing that made her think that the night would be any different than when they’re together on a day-to-day basis. What did Mr. Porche hope to accomplish?
Shaking her head, Z clenched her fist. The night had already blossom and the Nobles were almost cornered by its pitch-black tint, but no one’s still bothering to break the silence or even do anything at all. They were just staring at each other, thinking what they’d do in the night. It was until the rays of the moon illuminated the seven of them did they snapped out of their thought.
“This is your fault, Karina!” started Sloane, biting her lips.
Karina merely shrugged before sitting on the grass, closing her eyes. Meanwhile, the twins glared at each other and started wa
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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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