Giantess Story Writing Novels & Stories

Hi guys, the story of Blair Fernsby and Guiseppe is now come to an end. It's been a lovely journey writing Cliterella. For me this is one of my biggest project as the scenes I have written in this book were difficult for me. I had to show the girl fierce and arrogant... which I'm not sure I showed it to you guys or not (let me know in the comments) Most of the stories I've come up with are either with the rich male and poor female... I had to show something different. I had to show that a woman can also tame a man... by her beauty. Not all the men are dominant, sometiems a girl can be dominant, too. And men likes this.

“Does your story have dragons in it?” “No.” “Huge worms that burst out of the ground and eat people whole?” “No. There was an army of lizardmen, I set their whole camp—” “Boooring. I’ve fought lizardmen flying on giant wasps. Have you?” There was a pause. “No. No giant wasps.” “Do you really think people are going to write ballads about your dull adventures? Nobody wants to sing a song about a princess who went for a ride on her pony. Come back when you have better stories to tell.”

Saw the ceiling of the white void it was not a sky it was a giant piece of paper and on that paper new words were appearing in a handwriting Maya knew very well it was her fathers handwriting. The giant girl began to shrink her fountain pen turned into a pen the white void began to fill with color. Maya saw the brown of a medical library the green of palm trees the blue of the Nigerian sky. "What is happening?" the girl cried, her voice becoming small and high "why am I getting smaller?" "The story is finding its balance " a voice said.

Ailina’s POV: I was racking my brain upstairs. Recently, I wanted to write a story about a policewoman and a lawyer. However, in the past, all I wrote about was ancient times and immortal Heroes. It was my first time writing about a modern story. I was uncertain. The stories would require some authenticity. I needed some cases and could not just rely on my fantasies. Therefore, I had been extra careful. I had been looking up the information every day, but I wrote very slowly.

Hello, everyone. My name is Ghloriyah and I'm a university student, doubling as a writer in my free time. I mostly write stories from the fantasy and chicklit genre. But I have plans to branch into different genres, in the future. Araknee: The Lost Princess is the first book I'll be uploading here. I will appreciate any feedback on my story so please don't hesitate to leave any comments. I love hearing from my readers. Thanks for taking time off your busy schedules to read my work. I update everyday at 5pm (West African Time) so please be on the look out. Thanks for your time and have a wonderful day.

With the undeniably plan that is both dreadful and creative. “Very well. Amuse me, dear Aira.” The holder of the Goddess of water, Aquarius made her curtsy with the smile that is undeniably favorable to HIM. “Now, shall I begin?” “YOU SHOULDN’T BE HERE, HUMAN.” The beginning of the tale that she wrote. The story that she put only to the past that the two of them had. A façade, a lie and an utter inspired tragedy that the heiress created to achieve the standard of a tragic play.

Just send me a message request mentioning the title of the book and I'll reply, that way it will be faster. My F******k name: Authoress Gaelly

The room was filled with books, mementos of her journey, and her laptop, which held the drafts of a novel she had been working on—a story of resilience, love, and the power of second chances. As she sat down at her desk, her fingers gliding across the keyboard, Katie knew that her own story had only just begun. She had embraced her true self, leaving behind the shattered reflections of the past. And as she typed, the words flowed effortlessly, capturing the essence of her journey and the enduring love and support she had found.

- The two sisters only appeared as fictional characters at first, but one of my great readers suggested I make the story more historical, and that's when I realized how coincident it was that the characters really matched the real Grand Duchesses of Russia. - I had no idea I was going to start this story. I was just bored at that time and decided to write some pervy stuff for fun. - Sometime it felt like I wasn't the one who wrote this story, but the story wrote itself or that it was already existed, and I just had to report what happened to you. I never planned the story before I wrote, so most of the time I never knew what was going on next until I sat down and put my hands on the keyboard

“What the hell do you want from me? I… I know that I am not good enough and… I might not be able to give you a child and make you feel what other men would want but…” Cassandra knew that where should she use her tricks that would make him bound to her! “Is that so? Have I ever said that I won’t like you for that? Or are you using it to make me feel guilty again and again!” --- Hi Guys, It takes a lot of effort and time to think, write, and then create a wonderful story for you all. So, please do comment and let me know if you are all liking my chapters and my book so far or not? If you guys ever find it boring or something at any point then just let me know! I am here to add a lot of spices