Fiction Names Novels & Stories

] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone] 5|Falling For My Husband ~ Mafia Romance Lastly, this novel is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. Don't forget to follow me on lnstagram CastielLj for updates on my works ;) xx P.S. This book will be a lot longer than my previous ones.

Anticipation lit up the doctor's eyes. Zenya didn't quite give in completely. "We need to ask Nicolas." "That's fine. Now we need to get your human samples and then your lion samples." "Why do you call us lions?" The doctor's eyes twinkled. "I have an old cat named Tabitha and there is no comparison. It's like calling a wolf a dog." Zenya grinned. "We call ourselves cats, but thank you for your sensitivity." "You know you're delaying." "I know." Zenya said on a long drawn out sigh.

He was already sitting beside her. It was then Nikka infuriated, “Why are you here?! Who permits you to come here?! This is my place!” But like deaf, he seemed didn't hear what Nikka has said. His jade-green eyes were glued on the cover of the book she was reading, then replied in the different subject. “Wow!!! You also read the novel 'I Can See It!' It was one of my favorite mystery book! I'm a huge fan of its author with the pen name 'Crossfinger'. And I've already read all of his books. Wow, I didn't expect you to read this. What volume are you? I'm in the latest volume.” He said merrily, even his eyes were sparkling happily.

Martina said as she checked all the paper bags. “What man?” Keith’s tone changed and he got concerned. “What do you mean by “WHAT MAN?” A human of course. He said he was a friend of yours and he wanted to meet you. He came in and….” “And you let him in?” Keith interrupted Martina. He was afraid that Henry came to his house and told the truth to his wife. “Can you f*****g calm down please! Let me speak Keith!” Martina busted in anger. “He was a tall handsome man. He seemed really rich so I let him in thinking that he must be here to talk to you about some business. He was wearing a Rolex watch, Adidas shoes and branded clothes as well.

I replied with a small nervous smile before taking another bite of the pasta She didn't seem very happy with that answer "There's not much money in writing from what I know." Alice let out a laugh and her mom glared over at her until she spoke "Blair is actually one of the most well known authors in the world mom." Cassidy's face fell slightly as her gaze settled on me "Then why haven't I heard of you before?" "I wrote under a pseudonym, Aria Bac, I'm sure you've probably heard of me." I stated feeling my anger rising each time Cassidy made a snarky comment She nodded seeming surprised, "I have but I still don't believe it's you."

I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre. And lastly as for another work on Goodnovel.com I've a contemporary romance I'd love to suggest because now I'm aware of the flash forward style of GN. It's entitled as "Winning Over The Cold Heiress." Thank you~

“Enough to sink half the company.” We started digging. Every document Eliora ever touched. Every shell company she opened. The trail was long. But it ended in Los Angeles. A small publishing firm. Where she had submitted a manuscript under a fake name. Title: Sister of the Lie. Genre: Autobiography. I read the opening line aloud: "They say evil is born. I say it’s raised—by blood, by betrayal, by a sister who always got the fairytale while I cleaned up the ashes."

Anna was a miracle child, and so is this book. She looked down on the paperback on her lap, its cover dazzling as ever. The Anthem of Lycanthropy. She couldn’t believe she was the author of this, that this was her life, and that her life story went viral — with everyone thinking it’s a realistic fiction. But of course, nobody knew that she was the writer behind the works except her and Ellie. Everyone just knew the writer as L.M.H. and that was it. Leal Miragia Horryn.

I hired the best spy to try to find that mysterious girl, but a small part of me is still unfulfilled because I have learned so little about her. In every magazine, only I got a magazine publication number. When I talked to them, they simply told me about that author's work online and did not reveal her real identity, even to those publishers. She writes under the alias "Authoress Naughty," and I find myself curious as to why she went with that name.

It's all a fantasy. Fable has been my escape. An unhealthy one. A safe pretend world where I could bury myself. Just like how Zee cried after she finished the final Harry Potter book, or how Jamie bases so much of her worth on the fictional version of herself that lives across a thousand Instagram pics, in the comments and likes of a thousand strangers. Just carefully constructed lies to comfort and lull. Dreams.