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Six: Cheddar & Gouda
Emma TaylorHey Rebels, and New readers, As stated in Emma's Little Rebels, Possessing the Gamma in the SRS universe is being worked on and I am NOT quitting the book. Me and those characters are just going through some things that is affecting my writing speed. I apologize, I understand it's annoying- but I am human and I do not use AI-so sometimes we falter. Once chapters are completed I will update them. Update plans for this book are 3x weekly. Which allows me time to focus on PTG too. And Family because I have one, and again, human. I need sunshine for survival. Yes, my chapters are long. No, I will not shorten them. If they are shortened this is at the discretion of Goodnovel and I have no say in the matter as this is an exclusive book. XOXO Emma Taylor
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