Hey, my Royalties, I know at least some of you have noticed that I unpublished all of my other books besides this one. That is because my editing app ProWritingAid is now doing NovNov(Novel Nowvember). I decided to join and hopefully write my book, Nix, completely. I will be trying to write a chapter a day from November first all the way to the thirtieth. Not wanting to put any pressure on myself, I decided I won’t publish anything until the end of the month. Then I’ll publish everything I've written at once. If any of you want to join in on NovNov, I heard they have a free subscription. I expect Nix to have twenty or so chapters, but things could change as it’s written out. I can’t wait to submit everything on the thirtieth and see what you think about my book. Also, I was looking at the analytics for my book and saw the top followers and decided to thank@Salem Chabayta for being my top follower. Plus, I want to thank @N.K. West | Love In The Gray for being the only one to notice I unsubmitted my books.
Every scream, every fracture, every broken heartbeat fills me—feeds the hunger that keeps me alive. My magic takes their suffering and heals their wounds, leaving me full while they forget what it means to hurt.
But I was sold to the ringmaster when I was just a child—a little demon he could tame, cage, and twist into something that obeyed. He parades me through his wicked circus, calling me his daughter for show, and when the curtains close, I become his and his friends’ favorite toy.
The others in the circus call themselves freaks. They don’t know the truth—that they’re supernatural creatures stripped of their memories and names, trapped in a nightmare that masquerades as entertainment. Every performance hides a broken truth. Every smile is a wound waiting to bleed.
And then there are the Phoenix twins—two fire performers whose flames match their hatred for me. They see only the ringmaster’s lies, not the chains that bind me tighter than their fire ever could.
They don’t know that fate marked them as mine.
They don’t know that my touch could either free them… or destroy us all.
Because when the truth comes out, when the flames rise and the darkness finally snaps,
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