Giantess Story Writing Novels & Stories

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"It's the answer that's printable." She smiled slightly. First genuine expression since she'd arrived. "Fair enough." She clicked her pen closed. "I'll tell you what I see. A woman who came from old money, walked away from a conventional path, and built something real without anyone's help. Who got attacked legally and professionally by people with more resources, and is still standing." She looked up. "That's the story I want to write. Whether or not there's a stranger one underneath." "Write that one," I said. "It's true."

*Gaea* After eating, I went back to my room and grabbed my laptop. I lay flat on my stomach across the bed and started typing, determined to finish as fast as possible so I could finally rest. For a while, everything felt easy. Words came naturally—I was even humming under my breath as my fingers danced across the keyboard. But the moment I stopped and reread what I had written, irritation surged through me. Of all things… I was writing about what Clyden did to me earlier.

"I spent days feeling restless, as if I had forgotten something important but couldn’t remember what. And then, on the fourth night, I sat down in that library Elias built for me and simply… wrote." I paused, looking at each of them, memorizing the total attention they gave me. "Fifty-seven pages that came out without stopping, without revision, without calculating what anyone would think. A story about a woman who isn’t me, but who carries things I recognize. And I realized…" I took a deep breath.

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Everyone laughs as she starts walking toward me in anger. "You're going to pay for that." Cressida swirls her hands around and creates a giant ball of silver with spikes sticking out of it. She holds it up to throw when suddenly the ground starts to shake. I look around and can't believe what I'm seeing. Davina has made herself a giant. She's at least twenty feet tall.

“She is?!” Damon nodded. “Another Turner on the way.” Cassie shook her head, smiling. “We’re going to need a bigger table.” That night, after Grace had been tucked in, after emails were answered and the garden watered, Cassie pulled out a fresh journal. She wrote: We planted a story and called it ours. It grew taller than empires and deeper than time. And now, it keeps blooming, in places we may never see, In life, we may never meet.

Biting the corner of my bottom lip, I run my fingertips over the keys and let out a deep sigh. The blank screen stares back at me, waiting for me to start writing a new story. I type in the title. GUARDIANS OF THE GOLDEN EYED WOLVES. This story is going to be short, about two hundred pages only, and I plan on getting it published out there in hard copy with the help of Embers friend who works for one of the most important publishing companies in Blackwood. Smiling before I start writing the outline, I type down. By Author Haven Richmond Blackwood.

Not the point— Right. Assurance. She needed to assure Ray. "I am serious, it will be good. I am even going on a sabbatical for the purpose of this project that way the results are most effective. I have a story right here." Kehlani tapped her head with her free hand. Liar. Big liar! She did want to write a fantasy novel but that was just in the spur of the moment. A story? She did not have one but she was going to do her magic. She had wanted to write a Fantasy novel to break away from her writer's block or rather the huge boredom she had developed from writing too much romance.

I was astounded by her ethereal beauty and her eyes are strange but beautiful. She looks like a real goddess. But instead of accepting her hand, I rejected it. I might be awed by her beauty but it doesn't change the fact that she bumped into me. I'm a certified BITCH and I won't deny it. And I saw that she had two men with her who looked like her bodyguard. Maybe she's some sort of rich kid that's why she has a bodyguard within her but, of course, I'm still higher than her duh! I'm a Princess for Pete's sake!