Timeless Armor

Author's review- Hidden in Plain Sight is a breathtaking tale of love, sacrifice. This novel masterfully weaves together the lives of two seemingly opposite individuals—Evie Lane, a struggling artist burdened by the weight of her family’s survival, and Alexander Grant, a cold and enigmatic billionaire CEO with a past shrouded in secrets.

interesting book starting is typical like all other novels hope it will change later keep it up!

Fell onto this book through recommendations, and got hooked. Characters are fleshed out so well - some common archetypes, but def a lot more subtly done than many books; plot/story builds up realistically, not crazy fast or unconnected way; and setting is really well-built so it's easy to be "in" it. Really enjoying this book, def reading faster than I had planned so I'm excited for more updates! (I rated update stability as 3 bc I have no idea; it says 25 chs a week, so it's been on here only 2 weeks?) I totally recommend this book though, esp if updates are steady, and esp if you don't want the typical aloof, abusive ML and weak, "victim" FL.

the novel is amazing, I highly recommend it for readers.

Only shooting stars break the mold

There was a campfire in the center in a dark night. Sitting around the campfire were three Felidae.

Chapter 05 - What is Love?

Upon entering the dining room my nose is assaulted by the delicious scent of Dad's pancakes. A smile forms on my face, as my mouth is reminded how delicious Dad's pancakes are. Taking a seat at the table, I unfurl the daily newspaper that was laying in the middle of the table eager to practice my reading. By the time I am done with reading the daily news section, I hear Mom's footsteps coming down the stairs. After conforming what I heard, I begin to read "Relationships in our Time" by Samuel O. After reading half a paragraph, Mom shambles into the dining room. She carefully takes the seat across from me and calls out, "Lucy, I need coffee!" Within moments Dad enters the room carrying a steaming plate full of pancakes in one hand and in the other was a fresh pot of coffee.