Never Again

Things about the sequel

Bonjour! Bienvenue!

I just want to thank everyone who gave my book a chance, and even if you didn't vote on it, I appreciate you reading it all the way through.

I haven't determined whether this book will have one more book or two. Because I have things planned out and how I want them to go, but I'm not sure how I'm going to put it all together in a way that makes sense. Anyway, this might be the start of a series, so stay tuned.

The title of the second book will be Facing Reality.

Reality: What is Love? was meant to be the title of this book. But, while conversing with my sister and a friend, they came up with this name, so thanks to them.

I'll give you a preview of what I'm planning, but it may alter or be rewritten based on how cringey, embarrassing, and frustrating it is.

Being an author is hard I swear

Again, I am not a professional, and I simply do this for fun. Also, if someone complains about how impractical this is, suck my dick because we're on wattpad to escape reality. This book is fiction with a hint of realism, as you would know if you read it.

(I don't actually have a dick, I just meant that as..... ifykyk)

*Clears throat* Moving on --->

Facing Reality will be more matured and have more funny moments, as I felt this one was lacking in humor. There will be numerous flashbacks and more characters on the way.

I've already begun writing the sequel, and I must say you're in for a treat. When I have the entire book laid out and edited so that nothing is out of place, I will post the first chapter.

Facing Reality Description:

Thalia only had one thing in mind and that was to escape one way or another. Life keeps throwing things at her, quite literally. She keeps handling everything while trying to keep a strong font. Although its starting to get hard with the betrayal she's facing, the lies, lust, and confusion all at once. Just like before, some things are not as they seem.

Synopsis: From different chapters of Facing Reality

We both gaze at each other and set off running. "Ellas se están escapando," I hear someone yell. (They are getting away) 

"Be careful, you're still injured." I yell at her and follow her down the dirt path 

"Get out before you get sick," I tell her. "Yes, mommy," she smirks and walks out naked. 

We pass another family on the street, and I approach them with my limp. "A zombie," a baby cried, causing everyone to shriek and flee. 

I grin at her, "Looks like we're heading to a Mafia ball." 

"Here we are," she adds as she opens the door to 419. "Oh, come on the idiots' room," I groan. 

"But cranberry juice, woo, I'll be flying through the roof drunk," he exclaims, standing up and wiggling his ass in my face. 

I was attempting to walk straight but was unable to do so. I believe we drank too much. "Hey fellas, why don't I feel so good?" complains Atlas. 

"I'd apologize, but we're in a room full of mafia members; why are you just talking in my ear without making yourself known?" I ask harshly, poking his chest. 

"How about the plants that are literally dead?" I ask, giving him a blank stare. "You haven't even been here a second and you're already complaining." He says. 

"All you had to do was say you wanted to ride me," he smirks. I smirk at him, making him perplexed. 

"Fuck," I say when someone tries to attack me with a Medici tufted leather modern chair that I remembered from a dream.

"We're almost out," she says, and then I felt a bullet in my leg.

"Fuck," I yell. 

I don't know if we're ever making it out of here

Okay, that's all the sneak peeks I'm going to give you; perhaps it piqued your interest enough to want to read the next book. Again, each statement is from the same or separate chapters; I did it this way as a preview of what to expect in book 2. It's almost like a trailer minus the video.

Goodbye, lovely people. I hope to see you in the next film. 🥰