Novel & Cerita Books Like The Deal

She sounded proud of herself. She clicked open the first email. It was from HearthStone Publishing, one of the top three traditional publishing houses in the country. I read the first paragraph and felt my pulse spike. They wanted to offer me a three-book deal. The next email was from River&Reed Books. Another top house. Their advance figure made me blink twice. Then Elmline, Tuned Pages, Balmer Press, and four others. Leah was grinning like she had just won a national lottery on my behalf. “They’re fighting for you, Aria. This is insane.”

"There is only one stone I keep in the library that would even be worth stealing. Why did he want you to take it?" "I don't ask questions about what I am getting for my clients. I don't want to know. I get them what they want and then go on my way." "I see," "How about I make you a deal." He muttered. My eyes widened slightly, partially from shock but also from confusion. "A deal?" He gave a stiff nod. "Yes, Alora. A deal."

He goes to the bedside table to pick up a pen and book. “You’ll see after we play this game.” He starts to scribble something on the book before giving me the rules of the game. “You have options A & B. Just pick any of the letters at random, the place or city that falls under the letter is where we go, are we good?” Okay, now I’m interested, in “DEAL”! “So it’s time to pick, A or B?” He questioned giving me time to think as I was contemplating on which to pick hoping to not pick an answer I wouldn't like.

She nod her head before I walk away to scan for books. "I hope there is that book that Dawson was referring to." I murmured to myself. I do not want to believe him when he said that I can only buy that book in New York. What an expensive outlet of reference he got there, that boo-hoo. Instead of finding that big book on the hardbound section, I notice a colorful book with green as a dominant on its book cover and its title kinds of catch my attention. "Buy Yourself the Fcking Lilies?" I murmured and started opening the book pages and saw some notes which made me conclude that it is a self-help book.

Just delete the book from your library and add it back. Thank you! Sincerely yours Author Blackangel

When it finally bursts, candy rains down and thirty kids scream like it’s the best day of their lives. Later, when the sun dips low and the fairy lights come on, we gather everyone under the oak for the part Rory insisted on. Story time. She stands on the same stump Killian proposed from (again) last year on our tenth “real” anniversary, holding the book we had made the year she turned three: a hardcover picture book titled The Warrior Queen and Her Dragon Daddy.

Focusing on the image of unity, of working together, Evie held the book out towards the guardian. The creature's gaze fixated on the book, its red eyes flickering with curiosity. A low rumble emanated from its throat as the images from the book seemed to bleed into its own consciousness. It tilted its head, a gesture that could be interpreted as understanding. Emboldened, Evie flipped through the pages, focusing on different emotions – trust, strength, purpose. With each image, the bond between them seemed to strengthen. The guardian's initial apprehension gave way to a sense of tentative acceptance.

“So, what’s your name?” Axel’s grip on the tongs tightened slightly. “I don’t see why that matters.” Levi’s brow arched, a hint of a smirk playing at his lips. “Oh, come on. You know my name—it seems fair I should know yours.” Axel ignored him, focusing on the donut frosting while Levi’s gaze drifted to a pile of receipts, notebooks, and loose papers on the counter. Before Axel could react, he reached over and flipped through them. “Hey—” Axel protested.