Please Rescue Me

Due to the long hiatus of this story, I'm finally at the point where I will be able to update this one in the coming months. You see, this is a series of books that I didn't think would grow into four books, and this is the last book of the series and till now, that is still a shock to me. I want to thank everyone for loving the I'm Dying Mate series and waiting with such incredible patience for Synthia's story. To those who just stumbled on this book, this is a standalone novel and could be read on its own, but this is the fourth book of a series and the order goes like this: 1. I'm Dying Mate 2. You're Killing me Mate 3. The Nymph's Saviour 4. Please Rescue me, Mate. I don't want to force you to read the other ones if it isn't your wish to do so, because the other three are monetized. But this book, I am going to leave demonetized. This might also be the last book I would ever write in Stary before I make something else on my own, but who knows? I want to fall in love with writing again, and it had become a job over the few years and that's why I'm going to keep this book demonetized. For you and for me. Not saying that I don't need monetary support, but trust me, I would gladly appreciate such support because I broke my laptop and have been saving for the longest time for a new one, but times have been hard. But I don't want to obligate you to do so. My readers have been the most patient, giving, and understanding people. So that should be the least of your worries for this one. Just know I appreciate every one of you. Every. Single. One. from the ones, I talked to and to the ones I silently read their comments and just left a like. I also want to thank you for reading the first few books of this series, because honestly, the grammar mistakes are deplorable and I would try to fix them, but time is fickle, and I don't have a lot of it. I'm not saying my grammar is flawless but I have a horrible habit of not proofreading and just publishing the chapter just so I could be done with it, and you deserve more than that. All of you have supported my dreams and continued to be there for me, especially during those times I had to tackle my burnout and depression. I read your comments, the good ones, and the bad ones, and I can't help but think that the young me could only dream of where I am now. To be loved and hated. I'm growing up now, and I have grown up with some of you, who supported me from another site. Time is funny. I've been on this site for half a decade now, and I know some of you have stayed with me for that long too, or even longer. (Not going to lie, I don't know what point I'm trying to make now. I just got wistful and distracted.) So, I hope more of your patience as I finish the third book and then I'll update this one. You can reach me through my Twitter, but I honestly don't understand it. I'm laying it out there that I am that kind of person who doesn't understand Twitter at all. But I'll try for you guys. If you read this note till the end, you're the best. Honestly, I ramble a lot and...it's a lot haha Wish you all well, Seaweediswild