11 Years Apart - Reviews

This is shockingly good..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

This book reminds me of the old cultivation novels... It's nice.There aren't many bad points in the novel. The grammar and punctuation are both decent. Proper spacing and sentence structuring. My only issue with it is that it feels a bit rushed. The chapter lengths are good in my own opinion  but it just feels a bit rushed. Dialogue isn't a lot, and feel stiff as well...Altogether it is very good, but would be even better if these issues addressed...

not bad at all. will definitely be looking forward to more from the author.

Ah, so far, the book is alright; the writing is fine, the story is developing, but slowly, the character designs are alright, and the main character is just a normal smart boy with potential (who knows, maybe he'll get better later). It is advised for readers with a lot of patience, but even though it seems unexceptional, this book has a lot of potential if there is character development.

Haven't read the book but the cover is super good ?

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"But it will make her weak," Kriz protests.

After completing our chant, the voice in the shadow said in a mocking voice "Such a childish behaviour!" before laughing and at the same time started clapping his hands slowly.

His ex was a fucking slut!! So that means they had sex with before!

Bill Gonzo's dying thoughts where actually "That merchant should have warned me more" before he regretfully breathed his last. He died with a fractured skull and open eyes in the morning traffic, looking at the leaving silhouette of a man in a white robe. "my watch...he...took my...watch..."

Blyat. Vuong had his suspicion on this matter, but I had no idea that it was this bad. The literacy level of this world was low, probably non-existent. A normal boy would care more about swords and magic, but not Vuong, who would hate to kill with such inefficient manners. He would build guns and artilleries, and such weapons could not be useful without tactics, which would need input from a literate force.

Slowly, he lifted a hand, schooling his expression to a much cooler one, and picked up the donut. Taking a huge bite, he let the glaze crack and crumble. Some of it stuck to his chin. He left it there, chewing like a cow.