Bestseller Novels & Stories

I didn’t want to believe it. “Your book, March Madness.” She clarified, her voice never loosing that edge of excitement. I understood her excitement. My book suddenly making it big was like Christmas to her, it meant that she was about to line her pockets with some serious cash. And so was I. “It’s just become an overnight sensation. Six thousand copies were bought and now it’s on the New York bestseller list. Not on the top three, but I believe it could actually get there.” “Oh.” I said stupidly.

Michael's pov - As I sit in my office, surrounded by the trappings of success, my thoughts drift towards Tuberose. It has been two months since her book was published, and its impact on my life has been nothing short of remarkable. My business has soared to new heights, and her words have resonated with millions of readers worldwide. The book has become a sensation, selling three million copies in just two months, making it the best-selling book of all time. I owe a debt of gratitude to Tuberose for this incredible achievement.

Men were scum to me and I'm still standing on that word. “Miss Sandra, you have a meeting with Mr. Gabriel today and he's one of our best clients.” She said and I sighed. "What time is it?" I asked, grabbing an apple and biting on it. “10 a.m, Miss.” She replied and I hummed okay in response. “I will be there in a minute. Do we have any problem?” I inquired while she sighed. “No ma'am, but…” She kept mute for a minute and continued. “It’s nothing, miss.” She said and I frowned before ending the call.

she demanded. “Lawson Reynolds.” The name hit her like a blow. Amelia stared at him. “The billionaire?” “Yes.” “The Lawson Reynolds?” she asked again, disbelief flooding her voice. “The ruthless businessman? The one they call the Ice King of Los Angeles?” Philip nodded slowly. “He’s the only one willing to invest.” “And why would someone like him care about your failing company?” she asked, already dreading the answer. “He doesn’t,” Philip said quietly. “Not really.”

"Besides, what would we write about? He and I are both entrepreneurs and we both invest in real estate, but his financial statement has a few more zeros in it than mine." "Oh cut it out," said Danny, "you've sold over 26 million copies of your books. You're well known all over the world. You've been in The New York times best seller list for five years. Five years! Only three other books have been on that long. Don't sell yourself short. You are both best-selling authors." "Yeah." He responded sheepishly. "But he still has more zeros and commas. His buildings are taller. He has a prime-time television show. We both play Golf - but he owns golf courses. What would we write about?"

I replied softly, “This business will fail no matter how I look at it.” “No it won’t,” he replied shaking his head. “I have it all figured out. Just imagine what would happen when you would get the first sale from all the books that are about to be released from the best authors out there.” I blinked at him not sure if I was hearing him right. “What do you mean?” I asked.

"We don't work alone. We have a team of Arab's best attorneys." "How many people do you think will read this book?" "No book passes through G&T publishing without becoming a bestseller." She says proudly. "Like ten thousand people?" I ask, arching a brow. "Depends on the quality of your book. A bestseller under G&T publishing, we are talking over sixty million global readers."

It’s never enough. This is what Daniel believes in. According to him an insatiable hunger is the key to success. And it was his hunger to get more that fuelled him to take his company to new heights. No wonder, he graced time to time on the cover pages of many business magazines and sometimes fashion’s too. Daniel may look like a Greek God but he is actually a devil in disguise. He is a hungry devil who never gets enough. His subordinates fear and respect him, his competitors envy him, girls fantasize him, and the youngsters aspire to be like him. Not being an easy person, people called him names. People called him ruthless, selfish, controlling freak, psycho and what not. He was all of them