E-book Cover Novels & Stories

I squinted my eyes and glared at her. Tentatively, she removed the paper cover of her book. Underneath was a far cry from the gently paper cover. The paper cover had a street with cherry blossoms blooming on each side. The title ‘Never Apart’ indicated a soft romance. The ‘real’ book cover, the one hidden under cherry blossoms was a half naked man, He had no shirt and showed tight muscles. all over his torso were tattoos His hand enclosed the throat of a blonde girl, she was dressed in a shirt probably his because of how large it is. Her head is thrown back in obvious pleasure and the title is ‘Choke me Harder.’ Definitely nothing a sophisticated young miss should read.

Eventually, I'd choose an illustration for the book cover. What no one knew—not my mother, certainly not the professor—was that I'd already published six e-books under a pseudonym and was drafting my seventh. The anonymity freed me to imagine without limits. The mere thought of my mother or that stuffy professor reading my adult content made me want to die.

“I thought putting you with Meghan or Rose first would make you want to leave. I don’t have much I can show you for now so that left Robert as the only choice.” “Thanks for making me sound like a drastic last resort,” Robert complained in mock offense. “Zach, bring your chair over when work officially starts.” At nine, Zach pushed his chair over to Robert’s desk. “I handle the lighter erotica mainly. It’s the content that you can read in public without offending most people. One of the books I am helping with is close to publication and I was wondering if you could choose the cover.” Robert proceeded to show him an array of potential cover images that varied from lurid to boring. Zach picked

She kept her tone light, but her gut was doing flips. Christina didn’t answer right away. Instead, she pulled a small object from the folds of her blanket and set it on the table with the kind of care usually reserved for live grenades. It was a book, small and battered, the kind of thing that might get lost in a flea market bargain bin—if you didn’t look too closely at the cover. Leila leaned in. The leather was cracked, the pages yellowed like they’d been left out in the sun for a century too long. Stamped into the cover was a symbol: an eye inside a triangle, surrounded by curling, intricate lines that almost seemed alive.

"Don't act like we haven't witnessed each other's orgasms. But no, I am not giving you an orgasm, I am handing you a book that is guranteed to make you orgasm. It's dark, so fucking dark, but I creamed at least once every chapter while reading this book, sis." I finally look down at the book she is handing me. The cover is dark, and it has a tree on it, if the title is anything of importance, it is an oak tree. "Enter the Black Oak?" I look up at her, a quizzical eyebrow raised. "How can a tree make you orgasm?"

Its intricate cover shimmers like moonlit waters, adorned with gold leaf patterns that dance with enchanting grace. The book seemed to pulsate with gentle energy, beckoning all who dare to approach. The air around it crackled with an otherworldly presence as if the very essence of magic is contained within its pages. The touch of unseen hands upon its surface sends a thrill coursing through the air as if stirring an ancient power.

The Emperor could not stand for anyone to disgrace his family. Yuna replied, “Please don’t misunderstand. This book is not just any ordinary book. This book cannot be read by anyone but the princess.” The Emperor looked at the cover of the book once more. How could this book be any different? He ordered the eunuch to fetch the book for him to look at it more closely. When the eunuch handed him the book, he noticed that the cover did not seem to have any letters on it. He was confused. He opened the book and noticed that there was not a single line in the book, and it seemed to be empty pages with some bumps on it.

I suggest, giving my shoulder a slight shrug. Kenji picks up a book and passes it over to Levi to place beside his book on the other table. Levi looks down at it and grimaces before setting it next to the ghost book. My brows rise in curiosity as I walk over to see the book. Forbidden Sex Magic stares back at me in bright red letter, the picture of a naked woman being rammed into by a centaur graces the cover. “Well that is disturbing.” I tell them, placing the book back down and putting the ghost book on top of it to hide the cover. Levi and Kenji let out loud spurts of laughter behind me as they watch my discomfort over the book.

“This holds all the answers, El. Well – we think it does, anyway. If this is right – if what it says in here is true – then I think I know what kind of supernatural entity we’re dealing with.” “And you decided not to lead with that?” I asked, somewhere between aghast and amused. He gave an embarrassed half-shrug, his eyes dropping to the book’s worn cover. It was bound in a faded blue cover, and it looked as though it had been well thumbed over the years. There were corners that had been dog-eared, folded over to mark the reader’s place, and there was a large ring-shaped coffee stain on the front cover. “Sorry,” he muttered. I ran my fingers up his arm, a soft, trailing touch that spoke of s

Sounds good. Wish I could join you.... Then I get a quick shot of the cover. What on earth's she reading? Tipping back her book to see the jacket, it's a bright splash of cartoon figures against a gentian blue sky. Smiley faced men and women frolic with a dog in front of a kids' classic 'first house drawing': a square box, with a triangle of a roof and a window in each corner. I peer at the blurb on the back.... "A few weeks ago, it was finite element analysis and Fourier series. Now you're reading chick-lit?"