First English Novel Novels & Stories

From Dinda to Mona Mona crumpled the paper and threw it, crying hysterically. Then she threw the books that were lying on the bed unopened. After pouring out her frustration and disappointment, the girl fell asleep.

I shuffled closer to Dane as he held out his hand expectantly. He let me lean against him as he scanned the pages, seeing the entire thing was in Lycan. "I'll run through it, any particular things I need to look for?" He flicked back to the first page. "Anything to do with a pearl, a Foxen or Atlantia." I shrugged, grabbing the last book, thankful it was in English, even if it was fourteenth century. Least I could read it. We settled in. I shift uncomfortably, my body aching as I got halfway through the ancient texts. Theo noticed my discomfort, his warm hands on my shoulders, rubbing them gently.

Isn't it? Do spent a little time reading my 1st Novel: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO

All I had was a vivid imagination, a notebook (or keyboard), and the desire to bring my characters to life. This was my very first full-length novel—my entry into the world of storytelling. I poured my heart into it, creating plots and personalities that may have been messy, overly dramatic, or unrealistic in places, but they were real to me. And despite its flaws, I chose not to rewrite this entirely, because it stands as a reminder of how I began. Of how stories shaped me. You may find imperfections in the pacing, dialogue, character decisions, or plot. You may even find scenes that make you raise your eyebrows. But every line came from a place of growth, curiosity, and love for writing.

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 3 hours late I stretch my arms over my head and groan. I started with English. I didn't realize how behind I am with my reading. I almost panicked when I saw this year's novel. It's 1984 by George Orwell, who thought this would be a good idea. On a normal day I would have enjoyed it but right now I'm on a deadline to complete three assignments based on the book.