First Novel Ever Written Novels & Stories

The leather binding has fancy marks in it and has title imprinted on the front. "That first kiss." Ugh, from just the title you could tell that a teenage girl at the start of her puberty wrote it. I couldn't really tell if Nova's a girl or a boy, he wants to be called a "he" but then writes a full novel about a CEO obsessing over a girl. I don't know why Nova doesn't want to call it a book when it obviously was. Don't let the title fool you, the story slowly turns dark and twisted.

Their paw prints were stamped onto the page beside it. Wolves, Bears and Lions had been the first three, but the image showed a fourth beneath the three enormous prints. It was a Fox print. "Foxen were the first kind created by the Goddess," Dan read, his finger trailing the writing that topped the page in Lycan. "The following Shifters designed after, to protect the Goddesses most precious gift to her creations." I giggled. "It doesn't say that. Lycan is a dead language." I didn't know much, but I knew that. It was the Shifter equivalent to Latin.

If this was how it felt with my clothes still on then what would it feel like with him inside me? Ethan stopped for an instant, but before I could complain he brushed his knuckles against my pussy and then pinched the lips together with two of his fingers with the third pressed to my opening, making me arch my back in pleasure. By now, I was shamelessly drenched. Damn! How could I be drenched when I had never been with this guy before? Girl, you’ve been daydreaming about this day for ages! Remember your first novel? My conscience told me, but I was too far gone to care, or try to stop him…until I remembered that my know-it-all inner voice was right. This was part of my first novel! Ethan was

Hello there my lovely readers!!! Thank you for choosing this book to read. I am a newbie writer here. This is my first contracted book here in Good Novel. I hope you'll continue to read it until it's complete. I'm being sorry for all the mistakes you'll find in it. I am very much willing to take your pieces of advice, comments, reviews, and suggestions in every chapter. Well, this is my first book so improving it to where you want is my priority right now.

he said. "I know," Dante said. "You said it." "In the first chapter," Elian said. "In the first chapter," Dante said. "The whole novel is there. The rest is — the specific waves." "The specific waves," Elian said, and went back to the bed with the particular energy of someone who had just been told that the first chapter of the deepest novel they would ever write was complete.

He whispered and sealed her with an aggressive, passionate kiss. – This is my first ever book so far here in Goodnovel and I hope you'll support me through the end. Love y'all, ma butterflies.

He says through our mind link as he drives off to our office in Malaga. Hey guys! Thank you so much for reading my novel so far. This is my first novel ever and I am having a lot of fun writing it! I also have an i*******m full on updates on my stories; Jaleesawrites

Dear Readers, As I sit down to write these words, my heart is overflowing with gratitude. This book — my very first — is more than just a story. It is a piece of my soul, carved out over years of unexpected challenges, personal storms, and quiet triumphs. There were moments when life felt too heavy, when writing seemed impossible, and yet, somehow, I kept returning to these pages.

Starting this book wasn't part of the plan. That day, my goal was to scroll through P*******t to find a cover for "GOOD SIN" since I wasn't able to afford a designer. But then, I saw a rainbow poem. And it was just... too emotional. I've always been neutral but the idea just came that day. I wasn't a big fan of MM or BL books and I knew it won't hurt to do something new so I started my first draft. The final kick in the ass was Goodnovel's contest. I applied and I wasn't really surprised when it passed the review because I worked for this.

Everything. Aria watched herself create. But then something changed. Her creation began creating. And those creations began creating. And eventually, something appeared that Aria had never intended. The First One. The Author pointed. "There." Aria watched. The First One looked around the newborn universe. It was afraid. It was alone. It searched for its creator. But Aria had disappeared. She had already divided herself. She had become the fragments. She had forgotten. The First One began searching. And searching.