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301. THE FUTURE IS BEAUTIFUL
NARRATORBehind the balcony curtains, Gabrielle watched one of her dearest daughters.She had cared for her so much, guiding her destiny to begin the salvation of this land that she had nearly destroyed through her own selfishness.Her silver eyes glowed intensely, listening to every one of Valeria’s prayers.An ethereal smile appeared on Gabrielle’s lips.Her silhouette shimmered, hidden in the corner, before returning home.Everyone was so distracted, no one had noticed that an unexpected guest had slipped into the castle.Gabrielle leaned wearily against the doorframe, nearly collapsing.But her tired eyes gazed toward Valeria with relief.She wouldn’t mind lending her body a thousand times over if it meant helping her family.Valeria, standing on the balcony with her eyes closed, never noticed when the clouds parted and a bright light bathed her.The full moon seemed ready to embrace her at any moment.Her eyelashes fluttered as she looked up in awe.Valeria knew—she knew with abs
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Dear Readers,If you’ve made it this far, reading my book on the GoodNovel app and supporting my work, I truly appreciate it from the bottom of my heart.This marks the end of Volume I of this novel, where the stories of several characters unfolded, but above all, the main protagonists—Aldric and Valeria.Their love story has come to a full conclusion.Volume II will now begin with "The Elemental Realm," introducing new characters who, in time, will intertwine with the ones you already know.The second volume will start before Silas is freed during the war and the barrier is broken, allowing the reunion of both races—Elementals and Supernaturals.This setup is essential to understanding how the Elemental Realm functions and what happened to their civilization during all that time.Let me make this very clear—the characters you know now will not appear at the beginning of Volume II, so please don’t ask about Aldric and Valeria’s pups or whether Silas finally had children with Sigrid.Th
302. DARK SEDUCTION - THE DEAL
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303. I AM ROSSELLA EVERHART
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304. MY HUSBAND'S WELCOME
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305. YOU'RE FIRED!
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306. DINNER WITH THE DUKE
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