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Filled with laugh-out-loud hilarious text and cartoons, the Diary of a Wimpy Kid series follows Greg Heffley as he records the daily trials and triumphs of friendship, family life and middle school where undersized weaklings have to share the hallways with kids who are taller, meaner and already shaving! On top of all that, Greg must be careful to avoid the dreaded CHEESE TOUCH!

The first book in the series was published in 2007 and became instantly popular for its relatable humor. Today, more than 300 million copies have been sold around the world!

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The Awesome Friendly Kid Series

Get ready to see the Wimpy Kid world in a whole new way! Written and illustrated from the hilarious imagination of Greg Heffley’s best friend, Rowley Jefferson, the Awesome Friendly Kid series is filled with new adventures and vibrant stories that will have readers in stitches!

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Diary of an Awesome Friendly Kid: Rowley Jefferson’s Journal
Diary of an Awesome Friendly Kid: Rowley Jefferson’s Journal

Diary of an Awesome Friendly Kid: Rowley Jefferson’s Journal

Rowley Jefferson’s Awesome Friendly Adventure
Rowley Jefferson’s Awesome Friendly Adventure

Rowley Jefferson’s Awesome Friendly Adventure

Rowley Jefferson’s Awesome Friendly Spooky Stories
Rowley Jefferson’s Awesome Friendly Spooky Stories

Rowley Jefferson’s Awesome Friendly Spooky Stories

Rowley Jefferson’s Awesome Friendly Spooky Stories: Deluxe Collector’s Edition
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Rowley Jefferson’s Awesome Friendly Spooky Stories 2

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The rain drummed a steady, rhythmic beat against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Elena’s penthouse, overlooking the neon-streaked streets of the city. Inside, the atmosphere was thick with the scent of expensive sandalwood and the quiet hum of a life built on absolute autonomy.

"Come in, Julian," she said, her voice a calm, melodic command.

Julian was a man who spent his days commanding rooms and making high-stakes decisions. He came to Elena because he was exhausted by the weight of his own authority. He didn't want a service; he wanted the truth of her presence.

"You look tired," she observed, stepping into his personal space. She didn't touch him yet. The tension was the point.

She called herself a "free mistress." Not because her time lacked value, but because she refused to let the exchange be transactional. For Elena, power wasn't something to be bought; it was something to be explored, surrendered, and ultimately, understood.

A soft chime echoed through the foyer. Her 9:00 PM had arrived.