Author's Pov Novels & Stories

progressive-markdown_:is(p,blockquote,ul,ol,h1,h2,h3,h4,h5,h6)]:pr-8"> _*]:min-w-0 gap-3 standard-markdown"> Kai — First-Person POV I had spent most of my life being the person who watched from the edges. Watching Julia, before she knew I existed. Watching my family fracture around a grief that never had anywhere good to go. Watching Ava become someone I didn't recognize and couldn't stop becoming. Watching, always, from a careful distance that I had convinced myself was protection and had eventually understood was simply fear wearing a more acceptable name.

Who bit her lip every time the pain came, just so I wouldn’t worry. “Forgive me, dear.” “Forgive this useless father,” I said, barely audible. I bowed my head deeply. Not because I was tired. But because I felt like a failure. A failure to protect the person who was most precious to me. *** Author POV That afternoon, the sun's rays lazily shifted behind the forest canopy. Thin clouds swept across the sky, spreading orange hues in all directions. But the quiet atmosphere was soon replaced by the sound of Lyara's footsteps running across the ground.

CHAPTER#10: Most Awaited Graduation [3rd Person’s P.O.V.] ꧁❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎꧂

3rd Person POV- from here on out the story will be written in 3rd person POV. There are a lot of moving pieces and writing in 1st person from every character angle will make this book much longer than I intended. Declan was lying on the couch, having a drink trying to unwind. He heard something that sounded like a light knock on the front door of the guesthouse he was staying in. Declan waited a few moments, making sure his tired mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. He heard it again; it was definitely a knock on his door.

Sigh ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Third Person POV

There is nothing hatred between them but they have a lot of misunderstandings between them. Author Note - Guys, I'll show some of the parts in third person pov, so that I can show you every character's feeling and maintain someone suspense same time. Please go through if you don't have any problem but remaining I will give you a grauntee, storyline that won't bore you.

Author’s Pov Mia’s world dissolved into a swirl of chaos and darkness. Her body, though fainted and still in the hospital bed, was trapped within the depths of a vivid, horrifying memory. It played out before her eyes like a movie—too real, too painful. She was no longer the adult Mia. Instead, she felt herself small, fragile, and terrified—a four-year-old child once again.

And now that bleak dot of happy memories, their marriage, their home, their friendship, their relationship as husband and a wife — not only didn't even exist but was more on the verge of burning him alive than anything he ever had to face in his life. _______ So how was the chapter? I've tried to scour deeper into his POV to understand his thoughts and his feelings on this situationship. Hopefully my writing a Male's POV isn't such a turn off as it is my first time ever that I'm writing it tbh. Anyways, Good Day. Enjoy!

My buttocks were crying for relief. I turned to the window, allowing my eyes to shut at least for a while, to pass time. I was tired of counting the seconds as they passed by. And not long, I fell asleep, or rather I fell into a trance. Another trance just like the last one. **** Author’s POV: A Dream(in the present tense)

Third Person Pov Henrietta paced restlessly in her opulent room, her anger smoldering like a hidden flame. The realization that Nicholas, the stepson she had tried so hard to eliminate, had returned from the dead, killed her lifelong partner, and now held her captive, gnawed at her insides. It was inconceivable, a twisted nightmare that had somehow materialized into reality. She glanced around her luxurious surroundings, a stark contrast to the bitterness that seethed within her. The walls seemed to close in, suffocating her, as the weight of her actions bore down upon her, leaving her in total disbelief.