Author Pov Novels & Stories

. . Ana Pov Gwen sashayed away with a slight pep in her step. My instincts screamed for me not to trust her and I was definitely listening to them. Of course she was planning to use me in some way for her own benefit but my task is to use her for my own benefit first.

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Sean pov I woke up with a feel of some one tagged onto me . I opened my eyes smiling since I already knew who the person was. I would love to wake up each morning to such a feeling. Events of last night flash back into my mind making me smile even more. You have no idea how long I have waited for this moment to cone. You just have no idea how long. From the moment I set my eyes on her when she bumped into me in the mall, it was love at first sight. I felt I fell for her there and then. You might call me crazy but that is your problem. I am just simply in love and nothing else. I wrapped a hand around her securingly. I loved how I made love to her. The way she kept moaning my name . It surel

ISADORA POV Sometimes, the truth is not the truth.Maybe we should pay more attention to the lies that the truth veils.You cannot blame me for being too quick to fall for him. He came as a saint and spoke all the right words, making the woman's English look massively out of sync with the things he said. He made me think there was no other like him, no other like me; I basked in the lie that I was the only one with the female organ that deserved the honor of his bed.He was perfect on paper, but he was lying to my face.“You make my world go round; you make beauty look so underrated.” He would thrill me with the words.Well, I guess I underrated his ability to see beyond me.He was no different fr

She thickly swallowed as she held a tightly closed fist over her wildly beating heart and around that small cross pendant resting atop her breasts, her breath coming out in short and laboured pants as his brooding gaze kept her pinned to her spot, only now reminding herself of the state of her attire as that penetrating gaze of his ever so fleetingly trailed over her figure, evoking cold shivers crawling all over her skin. Oh my god. ________________

Violen POV Sometimes in life, one has to experience rock bottom to understand that life is not always beautiful. I've finished reading the novel Daren gave me about a woman who likes her best friend. I was relieved that the book ended happily, but I was disappointed that in the end, this woman did not unite with her best friend because she was with another man. And that man is not her best friend.

AUTHOR’S NOTE If you’re here for polite romance, fade-to-black sex, or anything resembling manners… close this book right now and go clutch your pearls somewhere else, sugar tits. You’ve been warned, princess. Chapter – 0001 GRACE I, Grace Monroe Sullivan, head of a charity foundation and daughter of Arthur Sullivan, the very conservative President of the United States, am staring at a cardboard box of blow-up dolls. And no, these are definitely not kids’ toys. I know the box contains blow-up dolls (free condoms and lube, too, apparently) because in bright orange lettering on the side, it announces the contents: LIFELIKE PERSONAL ROMANCE DOLLS! NOW WITH FREE GLOW-IN-THE-DARK-CONDOMS AND LUBR

“But sir, we have no authors and…..” “We have. One for now.” Aslan said excitedly. “Who?” “Phoebe Schmidt.”

Over time, Morrigan noticed that he started clapping for her when she won during their tournaments. Morrigan found a friend in Kaya, the warrior she had beaten on the first day of training, born out of their desire to improve. Kaya is the eldest daughter of one of the previous Bests, being a term for the best warrior in the pack. Her father had been able to hold that title for five years–a few years longer than anyone else ever has. Kaya doesn’t disappoint, working day in and day out with Morrigan to improve.

"Hidden love is better than open hate." - Matshona Dhliwayo Arthur's POV After a quiet night infront of the television forced to watch Ryan Gosling desperately trying to love some rich girl who's parents doesn't approve of them, but unlike real life things seem to work out for them. I peek over Lilith to find her fast asleep. People who tend to live separate lives should probably continue doing so. If someone writes a book about how a woman's mind works the first chapter should state why woman believe that love from two different worlds could actually work.