How the frickin hell can my random, non-professional My Art Book has more reads than my main project, The Chosen One?

Well, to be fair, I've yet to publish the other parts...
Oh, well.

Enjoy this excerpt!

"Do you trust me?" her gaze brushed over them, one by one. The pair of emerald shone in a different way. Almost convincing. Almost trustworthy.

But Catherine was no straightforward warrior like Alexa. She'd prefer using her brains and empathy in everything.

She had tricks up her sleeves.
She may be cheerful, with a short attention span. But he'd seen her strike-fast, precise, and sharp.

With only words.
He croaked, "No."

She blinked, then a small smirk made its way to her face. There was the Catherine he saw when she tricked the barmen. The trickster.

"Smartass," she said.

Enjoy this thing I drew!

Lame, I know, but hey! Effort!
I drew an epic pose once, but I don't know where it is... I'll show when I find it!