How Are Titles Written Novels & Stories

“I’m revising.” I grabbed another proposed ending. “STANDARD TRAGIC ENDING,” its header proclaimed. I crossed it out. The ink of the original title tried to bead and repel mine, but the pen bit through anyway, leaving a thick black scar across the words. The entire row of “Proposed Endings” shuddered violently, books rattling in their slots as if trying to shake off my strike. On the line beneath, where the system had queued options for alternative “tragedy modes,” space opened.

I traced the ink lightly with one fingertip. Elias carried our bags upstairs and gave me the room without announcing that he was giving it. He simply went upstairs, and I understood that I had space, and I used it. I opened my notebook. The title arrived without deliberation, the way titles do when they have been forming in the background of your thinking for longer than you realized. Love Me Then Destroy Me. I looked at the three words.

Caige gasped as Brite roared with laughter. Linus nodded then sighed as Caige collapsed into a fit of hysterics. Even Lejend was laughing, and Skye reached out to pat his hand in commiseration. “No wonder you wouldn’t tell us,” Brite gasped out through his gales of laughter. “What a snobby title!” “The worst part is there are three other people with the same title having First, Second, and Third before their actual title and names and snobby surname, what poor fucking saps,” Caige added and the alpha was about ready to throttle them all.

Kael murmured. Rin took the pages. The handwriting was uneven—different hands, different inks—but someone had gone through after and aligned the lines, made sure the verses scanned. The title at the top was written in a careful, painstaking header hand: **SONG OF THOSE WHO STAYED** Rin’s throat tightened before she’d read a word. “Go on,” Lysa urged softly. “Out loud. You’re going to have to say these things in public anyway.” Rin swallowed, then cleared her throat.

Even if I couldn't take him down, I would have probably broken a jaw or two. I chuckled at the thought. “It's too late now,” I whispered to myself. “What's too late?” “Goddess!” I gasped, hands on my chest. “Kaius, you startled me.” “Beta Kaius, Princess. We have to be formal by adding titles,” He glanced around and then back at me, “we are out in the open and shouldn't raise any suspicion.” I rolled my eyes, folding my arms. “Can we just get this over with?”

“I need to keep going.” He nods. I turn more pages. The entries are getting shorter now and I also notice that her handwriting looks a bit smeary, as if her hand was shaking when she wrote down the entries. Next, I flip to a page. And the title makes me pause. *THE TRUTH ABOUT TRUEBLOODS* The heading is written is bold capital letters, definitely to grab attention. Under the heading, there is another entry. I read it slowly, with Liam still right behind me.

Only two people standing near a question that could injure both of them in different ways. Then Elaine spoke, returning them to paper because paper was easier than pain. “We need the title of the agreement.” Daniel nodded once. “Search public summaries. Hospital annual reports, donor acknowledgments, charitable-assistance policy statements, archived Northbridge material, Cole and Grant foundation filings. Use generic terms first.” Elaine was already typing. “Support agreement, continuity language, historical eligibility, educational participation, patient support, placement history.” “Do not use names yet.” “No.” Leah moved away from the map because standing over it made her feel as if the l

The enthralling image was deeply imprinted into his mind and he simply couldn’t forget it. Author Note Haha, Author-sama continues to troll with her misleading chapter titles. Sorry guys, I always write the chapter first, and then copy-paste some sentence/dialogue of the chapter as the chapter title. When I initially wrote that lewd sentence, I had no idea it would end up as the chapter title. ╮(╯∀╰)╭