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Another Myth
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Complete, First published May 27, 2015
I thought I'd be vanished from this world.
But it seems vanishing is very hard.
Even harder than anyone can realize.


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The adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl: A Mystery was made

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A continuation of the Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl. Max decides to revisit his dream world a few years later, only to learn his presence has once again endangered his dreams, and introduced some new ones. Only this time, Max's mature mind creates things that not only could destroy Planet Drool, but Planet Earth with it. The Mystery that came along with all of this mess, is the same Mystery that may sacrifice an eternity to save Max's delicate dreams. ..but who is this Mystery..? ~*~ all edits my own ~*~ P.s. I'm currently editing this book. So if you see some chapters longer or better than others, then you know why.