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BookDuck | Maddie wrote: "How are you???"

I am doing good!
Now i have 10 reviews pending, and i have exams..

You? :)

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krista ☽✧ wrote: "i need too write my dark tempest revieuw and mark it as finished HM"

Never heard of dark tempest. What's it about?

[krista ☽✧]

its the sequel of red winter , it is a japanese mytology urban fantasy triology with slowburn enemies too lovers. I really love the triology its a buddy re-read for me

[krista ☽✧]

Bhavya wrote: "BookDuck | Maddie wrote: "How are you???"

I am doing good!
Now i have 10 reviews pending, and i have exams..

You? :)"
GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR EXAMS.

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krista ☽✧ wrote: "Bhavya wrote: "BookDuck | Maddie wrote: "How are you???"

I am doing good!
Now i have 10 reviews pending, and i have exams..

You? :)"
GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR EXAMS."

Thanks!

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krista ☽✧ wrote: "its the sequel of red winter , it is a japanese mytology urban fantasy triology with slowburn enemies too lovers. I really love the triology its a buddy re-read for me"

It's on my tbr!
I will read it soon. :)

Also Krizzie, do you plan on reading red queen?

[Mrunal]

Hello! I'm back!

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Mrunal wrote: "Hello! I'm back!"

Why did you 'faint'?

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BookDuck | Maddie wrote: "I’m good!

GOOD LUCK!"

Thanks!

[Mrunal]

Maddieeeeeeeee!!!

[Mrunal]

I fainted because of how organized you are compared to me who is nuts!

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Mrunal wrote: "I fainted because of how organized you are compared to me who is nuts!"

I am not that organized....

[Mrunal]

HOW ARE YOU???

[Niharika✩]

I'M BAAACK!!!

[Mrunal]

@Maddie I AM GOOD TOO!

@Niharika welcometh

[Niharika✩]

Mrunal wrote: "@Maddie I AM GOOD TOO!

@Niharika welcometh"

MRUNALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

[Niharika✩]

Bhavya wrote: "Ok these are the books I need to either write a review for/edit the review.

Reviews to edit-

1. A reaper at the gates
2. A sky beyond the storm
3. A heart so fierce and broken
4. A vow so Bold ..."

Can I steal this format?

[Mrunal]

NIHARIKAAAAAAAAAAAA

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Niharika wrote: "Bhavya wrote: "Ok these are the books I need to either write a review for/edit the review.

Reviews to edit-

1. A reaper at the gates
2. A sky beyond the storm
3. A heart so fierce and broken
4...."

Sure! :)

[Orla]

Bhavya wrote: "Ok these are the books I need to either write a review for/edit the review.

Reviews to edit-

1. A reaper at the gates
2. A sky beyond the storm
3. A heart so fierce and broken
4. A vow so Bold ..."

you're so organized woah 😮

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Orla wrote: "Bhavya wrote: "Ok these are the books I need to either write a review for/edit the review.

Reviews to edit-

1. A reaper at the gates
2. A sky beyond the storm
3. A heart so fierce and broken
4...."

:)

[krista ☽✧]

very organized , skillllssss

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Bhavya wrote: "Ok these are the books I need to either write a review for/edit the review.

Reviews to edit-

1. A reaper at the gates
2. A sky beyond the storm
3. A heart so fierce and broken
4. A vow so Bold ..."

woah

[nis_boooks]

HOW DID I MISS 144 POSTS?

[[deleted user]]

Nitya ♡ wrote: "HOW DID I MISS 144 POSTS?"

i- i do not know

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Navya wrote: "Bhavya wrote: "Ok these are the books I need to either write a review for/edit the review.

Reviews to edit-

1. A reaper at the gates
2. A sky beyond the storm
3. A heart so fierce and broken
4...."

krista ☽✧ wrote: "very organized , skillllssss"

Thanks.
❤️

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Nitya ♡ wrote: "HOW DID I MISS 144 POSTS?"

IDK, HOW DID YOU?

[Mrunal]

60% of those posts must probably be me and some other people spamming this nookie.

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Mrunal wrote: "60% of those posts must probably be me and some other people spamming this nookie."

Yes...

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So, do you’ll want to read a ch of a story I’m working on?🤔

[nis_boooks]

Bhavya wrote: "Nitya ♡ wrote: "HOW DID I MISS 144 POSTS?"

IDK, HOW DID YOU?"

I have no idea.
I was only gone for a few hours!

[nis_boooks]

Mrunal wrote: "60% of those posts must probably be me and some other people spamming this nookie."

Yep!

[nis_boooks]

Bhavya wrote: "So, do you’ll want to read a ch of a story I’m working on?🤔"

Y E S

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Bhavya wrote: "So, do you’ll want to read a ch of a story I’m working on?🤔"

oh god yes

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Ok...

[Mrunal]

YESSSS

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Here-

I still need to edit it quite a bit, but this is what I’ve written. Would appreciate feedback and criticisms. :)

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Prologue


Her white and silver hair blew in the wind as her power grew, consuming him. He wanted to scream. He wanted to slit her throat. But he wasn’t able to move.
He was Orin, the King of the Night. He was powerful and she was a weakling. He was immortal and she was not. But yet he was the one going to die.
“Mercy.” He choked.
She laughed, her dark eyes gleaming. “You never showed mercy when you should have, Orin. You will suffer for it.”
She flicked her fingers, a black light reaching for his chest. “You will suffer for it.”
“Please, mercy.” He begged.
The black light went through his chest. Every inch of him hurt.
“Say it.” She snarled, clutching the light with her fingers.
“My magic is now yours.”
A silver light came out of his hands, and the whole place was filled with light. She breathed the magic, his magic. It was no longer his.
“Again.”
“My magic is now yours.”

[Orla]

Bhavya wrote: "So, do you’ll want to read a ch of a story I’m working on?🤔"

yeah!!!

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Ch 1: Irene


“How many are there?” Irene asked, trying to keep her voice steady.
“Fifty dead, thirty wounded, Princess.”
Irene sighed. Thirty was too many. It could be worse, she reminded herself. She nodded to the servant.“Tell them I’ll be there in a minute.” She quickly pulled her hair into a braid and took the bandages out of the box.
Irene rushed outside, all the supplies in her hand and tried to steady her breath. She always felt like this when there was war. Scared and terrified. How many more deaths? How many more wounded?
There were only four other healers in SpringTown. Two of them were mere children.The rest of the Magic Users had to be trained for the field. War was too often, and the more soldiers the better.
Thirty wounded and only five to heal, she thought bitterly. It was unfair.
“Who should I tend to?” She asked Turnip, the youngest of them, who was wrapping a bandage around one of the soldiers.
It was always a difficult question to ask. Every wounded deserved a chance at survival, and Irene hated saying no to anyone.
He hesitated. “The General seems the most hurt, Princess.” He pointed towards a cabin she’d seen Pipa, another Healer, enter a moment ago.
Princess. Her heart ached at the word.
A reminder, that though she hated it she would always be a Princess. She wasn’t a Healer like them.

But she was. She knew she was.
Irene nodded at Turnip, and left towards the cabin. Now wasn’t the time.
Pipa looked at Irene when she entered. She bowed slightly, tipping her head.
Irene looked at the General, and willed herself to calm. Deep breath in, deep breath out.
Good, better.
“What happened?” She asked, and her voice came out steady, even though her heart raced.
“He’s used too much magic. It’s drained him.” Pipa said.
“How much magic?” There was only one way to fuel drained magic, by extracting the magic of another magic user.
It was risky business, one that couldn’t be done without a Royals permission. Which is why she was called.
She should have known.
Pipa considered. “They said he took down five at a time, Princess.”
“Five soldiers?” Irene asked. Five soldiers was a lot but nothing the General hadn’t handled before. She’d seen him take down worse and always return with a grin. She had only tended to him once, and that had been on her insisting. This was different. Whatever harmed the General was brutal.
“No. Five Slayers.”
Irene almost gasped, but composed herself well. They hadn’t told her there’d be Slayers in the fight. She wouldn't have let them go if she’d known.
“I’ll fuel him.” She said finally.
“No.” Pipa said. “I can’t let you take the risk. I only needed your permission, which I got, so I fuel him with my magic.” Pipa said, then added “Your highness.”
Irene suppressed a sigh. “I’m not permitting you to fuel. I’m doing it, and you are helping the others.”
Pipa shook her head. “With due respect Princes, it’s too risky and The King will have my head.”
Irene gave a bitter laugh. “I’m not giving you an option. It’s an order. Besides the King has no authority over the Healing department. So don’t bother and leave.”
Pipa sighed, opened her mouth and closed it again. “Good.” thought Irene. If they wanted to call her Princess, they better learn to take orders.
She studied the General now. His usually neatly combed black hair was now ruffled and there were far too many scars on his face. Most of his injuries were healed, that must have been Pipa’s doing, but Irene could feel the uneasiness in the air.
Magic was their life. Magic was their heart. Magic was their soul. And The General would be dead without it.
Irene took another deep breath as she redied herself for the pain to come.
Magic Fuelling was a draining activity and she’d only ever had to do it once before.
She cast a silent prayer in her head asking the Gods to take care of her kingdom if she died. Not that they cared anyways, if the Gods really did then there wouldn’t be a war going on.
She flicked her fingers and poured her magic out, and her green light came, sparkling like a wave.
The light slid from her arms as the General's heartbeat started rising. She choked but she pressed on. Five more minutes should be enough. Just five more minutes.
The General now moved his hand slightly, still unconscious and a speck of his blue light radiated out, then went off. “Not enough.” She rasped. He needs more.
She pulled more magic out of her hands clenching her teeth. It was too cold now. It drained her too much.
The room was now packed with light, green and blue and if anyone entered they would mostly be burned to death.
The General slowly opened his eyes. “Princess?” His voice was barely a whisper.
Irene smiled at him, trying to get herself to move when her legs wobbled and the world blanked out.

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Everything comes so cramped up here...
I’ve spaced it out in my doc.

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Nitya ♡ wrote: "Bhavya wrote: "Nitya ♡ wrote: "HOW DID I MISS 144 POSTS?"

IDK, HOW DID YOU?"

I have no idea.
I was only gone for a few hours!"

These people spammed my nook.

[[deleted user]]

Oh my goodness its FANTASTICCCCC AHHH
Do you have a writing group?

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Bhavya wrote: "Nitya ♡ wrote: "Bhavya wrote: "Nitya ♡ wrote: "HOW DID I MISS 144 POSTS?"

IDK, HOW DID YOU?"

I have no idea.
I was only gone for a few hours!"

These people spammed my nook."

hahahahaha

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Bhavya wrote: "Prologue


Her white and silver hair blew in the wind as her power grew, consuming him. He wanted to scream. He wanted to slit her throat. But he wasn’t able to move.
He was Orin, the King of the ..."

Wow....

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Navya wrote: "Oh my goodness its FANTASTICCCCC AHHH
Do you have a writing group?"

Thanks.🥺
Not yet, but I might make one after I’ve written more. :)

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Nitya ♡ wrote: "Bhavya wrote: "Nitya ♡ wrote: "Bhavya wrote: "Nitya ♡ wrote: "HOW DID I MISS 144 POSTS?"

IDK, HOW DID YOU?"

I have no idea.
I was only gone for a few hours!"

These people spammed my nook."

haha..."

Navya started it!

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Nitya ♡ wrote: "Bhavya wrote: "Prologue


Her white and silver hair blew in the wind as her power grew, consuming him. He wanted to scream. He wanted to slit her throat. But he wasn’t able to move.
He was Orin, t..."

Thanks. 🥺

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Does Irene sound like a’not like other girls’ character? 🤔
I hope she doesn’t as I HATE that trope.

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Bhavya wrote: "Ch 1: Irene


“How many are there?” Irene asked, trying to keep her voice steady.
“Fifty dead, thirty wounded, Princess.”
Irene sighed. Thirty was too many. It could be worse, she reminded herself...."

OML THAT SOUNDS AMAZING
I LOVE IT