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ANNOUNCEMENT — POLL TIME, MY LITTLE GREMLINS
          
          While we wait for the next chapter to drop, I have a very important question for you all…
          
          Which character owns your heart — and would absolutely destroy you if they died?
          (Yes. I’m asking that question. No. I do not feel bad.)
          
          I want to know who you’d protect with your entire soul — because things are getting dangerous in the Shadow Realm, and fate has… opinions.
          
           Pick carefully.
           Don’t scream at me later.
           Actually, go ahead and scream at me later. It fuels me.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1591507369-the-lost-star-chronicles-the-watcher-of-ash-poll

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 The Shadow Realm has opened another door…Facebook 
          
          We just crossed another milestone, and I wanted to thank every soul who has stepped into this story — willingly or otherwise.
          
          If you’re here on this page, you’re not just readers.
          You’re the ones who wanted more — more lore, more images of the Shadow Realm, more stolen fragments of Alastor, Azriel, Cassiel, Silas… and of course, more of the wraith who whispers in the dark.
          
          So here’s what you get for daring to follow:
          
           exclusive images & art inspired by the book
           chapter milestones and behind-the-scenes lore
           early teasers before they hit Wattpad
          ️ a closer connection to the wraith (he likes an audience)
          
          If Hell had a VIP section — it would feel a lot like this page.
          
          Welcome deeper.
          Stay as long as your sanity holds.
          
          — Jasper, the polite monster lurking just off-screen 
          
          https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61583105647624

Chapter 32: Secret Garden is live.
          
          Step carefully, my lovely sinners. Tonight, you don’t just hear about Hell—you walk its most beautiful lie.
          
          Beyond the stone and shadow, there is a garden that should not exist:
          
          a sky that moves like living aurora,
          
          roses that remember names,
          
          snow that falls for one mortal girl.
          
          Follow Lyra as she takes her first real tour of the Shadow Realm and realizes why even angels fear to tread here.
          
          Meet Silas properly—Hell’s winter blade, the quiet monster at Alastor’s side. 
          
          If you’ve ever wanted to:
          
          see Hell’s beauty up close,
          
          listen to a demon speak truth backwards,
          
          and feel the line blur between sanctuary and snare…
          
          This chapter is your invitation.
          
           Recommended song: “Facing Demons” – Zack Hemsey
          Let it play while you walk the balcony with Lyra and look up at a sky that was never meant for mortal eyes.
          
          Come visit the garden.
          Mind the snow. The Realm is paying attention now.
          
          And don't forget to vote and comment. I will be watching in the shadows.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1590657352-the-lost-star-chronicles-chapter-thirty-two-secret

A New Legend Has Entered the Arena — Ghosts and Shadows
          
          Mortals… you know I don’t recommend stories lightly.
          
          But today, I found one that deserves to be devoured, not merely read.
          
          If you crave worlds that burn and rebuild themselves from ash…
          if you hunger for brotherhood, brutality, mystery, and the quiet ache of loyalty tested by apocalypse…
          then you need to step into Ghosts and Shadows.
          
          In this world, nothing is as it seems.
          
           Nuclear fire swallowed civilization.
           The lucky ones didn’t die — they were frozen.
           When they woke up, the world was worse.
          
          Now two brothers — Ben and Clay — fight to survive in the ruins of Detroit, a fortress city holding back hell. But the past never stays buried… and one missing father will drag them into a conspiracy big enough to break what’s left of the world.
          
          Blood. Secrets. Family.
          If those words grip you — run, don’t walk.
          
          Go read Ghosts and Shadows.
          Support this extraordinary author the way you’ve supported me — with stars, comments, and an appetite for pain.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/400564895-ghosts-shadows
          
          Tell them the Watcher and Jasper sent you.

Announcement from the Wraith - Chapter 30: The Mercy That Ruins
          
          You’ve reached The Mercy That Ruins.
          
          Careful, mortals — this is where love stops being soft.
          
          Tonight, the truth uncoils.
          Wings unfurl.
          And Hell decides what is worth saving.
          
          One choice fractures everything.
          
          If you’ve wandered through this story thinking it would stay cozy — pastries, stolen glances, a demon pretending to be gentle — consider this your friendly warning:
          
          Paradise is closed.
          Mercy has teeth.
          And the boy with silver eyes?
          He’s not done paying.
          
          If you’ve fallen for him already…
          you might want to run.
          
          Or better yet:
          Keep reading.
          
          Because the descent is so much sweeter once the light goes out.
          
          —Jasper 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1589889480-the-lost-star-chronicles-chapter-thirty-the-mercy

A Summons from the Realms — A Garden Grows
          
          My wicked little cult of readers, gather close for a moment.
          
          You know I rarely interrupt our descent into Heaven and Hell for anything…
          but today, I’m opening a door to another world — one worth stepping through.
          
          There is a new story blooming on Wattpad: A Garden Grows
          
          It is not demons and crowns and ruin — it is something quieter, but just as powerful:
          A woman named Laurel, carrying loss like armor.
          A man named Robert, returning like a memory with a pulse.
          Regret, forgiveness, second chances — the kind that don’t arrive with thunder,
          but with a knock on the door you aren’t sure you’re ready to answer.
          
          Not all battles are fought with blades.
          Some are fought in the chest — against loneliness… guilt… hope.
          
          If you have ever rebuilt yourself after heartbreak,
          if you have ever wondered whether love can grow again in ruined places,
          then you’ll feel this story in your bones.
          
           Go follow A Garden Grows
          Give its author what every writer deserves — eyes, support, and a cheering crowd in their corner.
          
          Let’s show a newcomer what our realm does best —
          we lift others up, loudly.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/403671256-a-garden-grows

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⚜️ Very Important Announcement — Chapter 29: The Last Cup ⚜️
          
          Come close, my wicked mortals.
          Closer.
          Closer.
          
          Paradise trembles tonight. The veil thins. Even the crows know to hush.
          
          Tomorrow, The Last Cup spills—
          and with it, the final breath of peace.
          
          This is the chapter that made the Watcher of Ash weep,
          and forced even the wraith to bow his head…
          quiet for the first time since shadow learned to speak.
          
          Before you read, find “Experience (Reimagined)” by Ludovico Einaudi.
          Listen now—eyes closed, heart open.
          Let the strings bruise you a little.
          
          Then tomorrow… press play again,
          and step into the pages.
          
          What was once love will be tested.
          What was once safe will shatter like thin ice under a sinner’s foot.
          When the bell above the café falls silent, remember this:
          
          Every choice has a cost.
          Every vow draws blood.
          And nothing that breaks will break quietly.
          
          Come.
          Bring a candle.
          After this chapter, the light forgets how to stay.