The Boy Who Ate a Soul

My life was a living hell, and that night I would've died if I hadn't met him; he saved me, and even offered to make deal with me. If I only knew that he wasn't human, no he was the boy who ate the souls of humans, and it seemed, he had taken a liking to mine. My name is Allen Hughes, and this is my story about my friend; the boy who ate a soul.


26. *A Final Thought From Me*

   ~This isn't an actual chapter, it's just me thanking all those who have read, or are reading this book and wishing them the best. Yes, as with many things in life, this story has come to an end... well an ending of sorts....

   ~Yes, for now the story is finished, sadly, but I have thoroughly enjoyed writing something that started as initially a spark of an idea that went further than expected. Again I thank all those who have read, favorited, or liked the story as it came out. I hope you enjoyed the story as it happened, and I encourage you guys to spread your thoughts in the comments tab to allow me to better see what I could've done better, or, simply what you liked.

   ~And do not fret, my readers who, may not have liked how I left off, I'm toying with the idea of writing a sequel, though, I'm not fully sure where I should take it, hence, the open ended conclusion to the story as it is. I would greatly appreciate your thoughts.

   Wishing all of you the best,

   ~A Child of the Madness~

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