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ABOUT ME

Hey there! Don't be shy, if you're already here, leave a note. ;) Make sure to check out my story series The Secret World Of Atlantis. The genre is fantasy teen fiction. :) My new book is also out! If you're ready for a different kind of werewolf romance, The Moon's Curse is here for you. ;) If you're already my reader, come follow my official page on Inst*gram for more insight into the series! My username is @ninap_author
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STORY BY Nina Polanec

The Moon's Curse

The Moon's Curse

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FREE UNTIL JUNE 1ST 2022! "I am not ... I am not who you think I am. So, please, do yourself a favour and stay away from me," he retorts, his voice shaking with rage. I flinch in hurt, unable to understand his hostility towards me. My lips want to tremble, but I do not let them. There is no way I will shed a tear in front of him. I was raised better than that. I press my lips into a thin line, narrowing my eyes as I stare at him. "Perhaps you are right. Perhaps I should finally listen to you and save myself all this pain. Because nothing hurts worse, than living through your rejection, over and over again!" I don't realize that I am shouting at him, until I am already out of words. He watches me as if I just opened a whole new world to him. But I finally have enough. I turn around and walk away from his shaken stature. My body is aching, it feels as if I am being torn apart from the inside. It hurts. More than anything I have ever experienced. All I wish is for him to come running after me and lift me into his embrace. But no matter how badly I want that, I don't look back. He already took my heart and crushed it into pieces. I am not letting him do the same with my pride.

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Joined (The Secret World Of Atlantis 4)

Joined (The Secret World Of Atlantis 4)

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Book 4 It's there. His touch on my shoulder. Never failing me. Standing by my side even when death seems to be inevitable. "Until my last breath," he whispers into my ear, and I close my eyes for a moment, refusing to watch the sea of people in front of us. People, who are willing to die to destroy the evil forces that are threatening us. I place my hand on his, focusing only on his skin below mine. I can feel his hot breath on the back of my neck, trying to enjoy our last moment of peace before the world crumbles. I open my eyes, taking a deep breath as I try my best to be brave. The rising sun is just drawing a red line onto the sky. They're coming.

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Betrayed (The Secret World Of Atlantis 3)

Betrayed (The Secret World Of Atlantis 3)

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Book 3 No matter how hard I try to stay awake, I keep falling in and out of consciousness. My head feels heavy every time I'm back, so I can't even try to look up. However, I can feel that I'm being dragged across the floor, my feet hitting against the cracks of the paved sidewalks. I have no idea, where I'm being taken. And I'm not sure I want to find out. I can tell that we're right in the middle of the city, because I can hear the crowd of people walking and talking all around us. Why isn't anybody finding it suspicious, that a young girl is being dragged around the streets by multiple men? Before I'm able to answer that question for myself, I black out again. As I finally begin coming back to my senses, I realize I have a sour feeling in my mouth. And there's this unusual smell in the air, like the one you can usually sense inside old cellars. In that moment, I figure out, that my arms are chained. I struggle to open my eyes, my heavy eyelids making the task much more difficult, than it should have been. But as I finally manage, I have to blink a few times, to clear up my vision. When the image in front of me gets clear, I find myself gasping for air. I stare at the person in front of me in awe. He's here. He's truly here. I open my mouth, to let out a longing whisper. "Eros."

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Forbidden (The Secret World Of Atlantis 2)

Forbidden (The Secret World Of Atlantis 2)

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Book 2 In that moment it feels like everything is happening in slow motion. My vision jumps from blurry to almost too sharp, but one thing is always the same. The horrified expression on Eros's face. His hands are pressuring on the wound on my stomach, but I don't feel any pain. Not really. It's like my body isn't connected to my mind. "Talk to me. Don't close your eyes," he panics, almost making me cr*ck a smile. But I'm too weak to move any muscle. I'm only able to let out a silent grunt. His eyes dart to my stomach. I can feel the warm liquid gushing out between his fingers, the pressure not really helping to stop the bleeding. Then his tongue slowly slips over his lower lip. Is he going to drink my blood? He jumps back suddenly, letting out a desperate cry, his voice full of hurt. My eyes begin closing down. I don't think I'll be able to hold myself awake for much longer. It's so hard to focus. "No!" I can hear Eros yelling out suddenly. I can barely see anything, but I can feel him by my side once again. He takes in a shaky breath, before pressing his hands onto my stomach once again. "I won't let you die," he whispers in a broken voice.

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Lost (The Secret World Of Atlantis)

Lost (The Secret World Of Atlantis)

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Book 1 The sky suddenly darkens. I shudder as a cold wind blows through the village. This is the first time, that the weather is so chilly in Atlantis. I quicken my step, trying to get to my house as soon as possible. There is only so much warmth, that the thin fabric of the school uniform can provide. It seems odd, that I'm almost all alone outside. Other students are usually very active on a Thursday afternoon. The ones, that I meet are either running towards the school or to their houses. But I don't think too much about it, my main goal is to get inside. Before I even get to my street, it starts to rain. It's just a sprinkle at first, but soon it is downright pouring at me, forcing me to make a run for it. My clothes start sticking to my body soon after, my hair probably looking like a wet sheep. I am more than relieved when I finally reach my house, cursing as I accidentally drop my key to the floor. As I bend down to pick it up, I see movement from the side of my eye, but when I turn around, no one's there. It's been a long day, my mind must be playing tricks on me. I finally put the key into my door, but before I can unlock it, a familiar voice stops me. "Well, well. If it isn't the Princess herself," I hear Eros say coldly. I freeze instantly, shuddering because of the damp clothes, sticking to my body. This doesn't sound like him. I slowly turn my head to see him lurking in the shadows of the nearby house. He takes a step towards me and I drop the bag in horror. It can't be.

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