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Rise of Ancients: The Sample

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An ancient force, imprisoned for two millennium, has been unleashed. 
Now the world hangs in the balance as two hearts collide to save the ones they love. 
Can humanity rise above, or will it plummet into ruin?




This is a sample of my completed book that is set to release late 2022. 
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"We need to wait for the rest of the team to get here. Just because we opened up the lab doesn't mean we can start opening up the artifact." Jeremy chuckled and wrapped his arms around Melissa. "In a few hours, they'll get here, and we can do that. Until then, let's hold off."
She gave him an annoyed look. "Fine. But the second they're here, we're cracking open this piñata." She leaned her head back to rest against his shoulder.
Jeremy tilted her face and kissed her softly. They both smiled and looked back at the artifact before them. Enjoying the sensation of Melissa's fingers gently running along his arms, he studied the sarcophagus. This was an odd piece, but something different was bound to resurface eventually. Sifting over the etchings, he tried to make sense of the story upon the stone. The smile left his face. "Those shouldn't be there."Tous Droits Réservés

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