How To Promote My Novel

His hand gripped her throat, forcing her back against the cold glass as she choked for breath. “You’ve bewitched my son, and now he asks for his mother…” “No!” she gasped. “He is not your son. He never was! You stole him from me—and locked me away for three years because you’re a billionaire with a god complex!” …. Three years ago, Chelley was betrayed and humiliated by everyone she loved—her ex-husband impregnated her adoptive sister, and her adoptive parents supported her sister whilst blaming her for being barren without giving her a chance to announce her pregnancy. Abandoned and pregnant, she vanished, only to fall into the hands of a crueler fate: Cassian Moretti—a ruthless billionaire with a heart of ice and a dark motive. Cassian locked her away and took her child, named him Asher Moretti, and raised him as his own—because without that boy, he’d lose control over a trillion-dollar legacy clause that ties his fortune to the child. But when the boy starts asking for his real mother, Cassian makes Chelley an offer she can’t refuse. “You want your son?” he sneers. “Then marry me. Publicly, you’re my perfect wife. Smile when I kiss you. And behind the cameras, you’re mine to command. My slave, my property! Stay silent when I hurt. Defy me, and your son disappears forever.” Now, forced into a fake marriage with the man who stole her freedom, Chelley became the First Lady of Cassian’s trillion dollar empire, She wants her vengeance, On her ex-husband, her family, her step-sister and Cassian himself.

I was never a novel person. Honestly? I couldn’t care less about them. That is, until “Three Hearts, One Love”... the reverse harem novel that took over the world… shoved itself into my life. Everywhere I turned: malls, newsfeeds, radios, TVs… Even the old lady at the bus stop was raving about it. Out of pure annoyance… and a little curiosity… I bought a copy, planning to skim it just enough to say it was overrated. Big mistake. Huge. One minute I was rolling my eyes at the melodrama, the next I woke up inside the story — not as the beloved heroine, of course. No, fate made me Luna Graves: the pathetic and miserable, jealous best friend doomed to crash and burn spectacularly by the end of the novel. With no way out, I figured I'd play my part, die dramatically, and call it a day. But then something weird happened. Scenes shifted. Strangers walked onto the page. And the swoon-worthy male leads? They stopped chasing the heroine... and started chasing me. Me. The villain. This wasn’t in the script... and I was definitely not ready.

The Black Jackson (a dance god) gets shot by unknown gun men, An ex-convict mother covers up the crime of her only daughter, A young Brooklyn dancer faces the fears of her life as she gets locked up in the nightmares of a mysterious man in the mirror. The story revolves around a young Fatherless Arlington girl[Melina Sparks] who gets involve in the murder of a very important man and had to flee the United States for London while her mum Taylor Sparks, an ex-convict who gave birth to her daughter while in jail not wanting her to experience the same kind of life she went through covers up the crime for her only to get sentenced this time to a life in prison in place of her daughter. While in Merton, Melina not only falls in love with the man of her dreams but also comes across her biological Father for the first time, who opens up his wide arms and takes her in under his roof, but unlike her mum, He wanted her to return to her first love and passion, dancing.

Both Sienna Zeller, a top-tier actress, and I went into premature labor, and my husband, hailed as the star obstetrician, pulled a deformed baby from me. The shock nearly broke me. I sank into despair, only to accidentally discover that Sienna was my husband's first love. He had deliberately caused my early labor, planning to swap my healthy baby for hers, all to protect her image. Sienna played the perfect mother in public while secretly abusing my daughter until she was left mentally impaired. Heartbroken, I went to rescue my child, only for my husband and his first love to conspire, shoving us both down the stairs to our deaths. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I gave birth. I touched my unborn baby and vowed that this time, that cheating, cruel man and that treacherous woman would pay.

He is my nemesis, the one who tormented me without cause. It wasn't always this way; there was a time when things were different. But then, one day, everything shifted. What do I do when he becomes my mate? The mark I left on him during our clash signifies that he belongs to me forever. Yet, he harbors a secret—one he desperately wants to conceal from me. This secret, rooted in guilt, is tied to a past event that changed everything.What will happen when she uncovers her mate's hidden truth? He has kept her in the dark, and now she must confront the possibility that this revelation could either shatter their bond or pave the way for reconciliation.

My younger brother had stage four kidney cancer. Our parents demanded that I donate a kidney to save him. I told them I only had one kidney left. The transplant would kill me. Instead of listening to me, they forcibly strapped me to the operating table. “It’s just one kidney! Stop being so selfish!” they yelled. They did not care that I was telling the truth. Years ago, I had given my other kidney to save my father after his car crash.

I meet a boy online, I like him, I pray I fuck him one day. My Dad falls in love, his girlfriend comes over and his son is the man I've been dreaming of fucking.

Our expedition team ventured into a desert wilderness to investigate rare mineral resources when we were suddenly struck by extreme heat that reached 158 °F. I nearly passed out from dehydration and quickly reached into my backpack for the electrolyte water I had prepared in advance. Just as I was about to drink it, I realized the bottle was half-filled with urine. When I turned around, I saw Ben Murphy, my wife’s childhood friend, gulping down my electrolyte water. As I was about to confront him, Amy Garner, my wife, grabbed my sleeve and said, “Don’t be mad. I gave Ben your electrolyte water. He’s almost dehydrated. You can make do with this for now.” My vision started to blur. Clutching the half-empty bottle of urine, I asked through gritted teeth, “I’m dehydrated. Instead of letting me rehydrate properly, you want me to drink this? Are you trying to kill me?” Amy was upset. “Don’t be ridiculous! Ben doesn’t work out daily like you do. He can’t handle this heat. Wasn’t it right to give him the electrolyte water? Besides, urine can hydrate you, too! Don’t be picky at a time like this.” Seeing how unreasonable she was being, I sent a distress signal with my location just before losing consciousness. [Severely dehydrated, near death. Expedition mission suspended. Request immediate rescue. Also reporting a robber in the team. Notify the police immediately.]

When I was in the terminal stage of renal disease, my wife gave the kidney that was most compatible with me to my brother. I rejected the doctor’s suggestion to continue waiting for a new kidney and got discharged early. My heart had frozen over. There was no point in holding on anymore. I gave the wealth that I had accumulated over the years to my brother, and my parents finally smiled at me. My wife tirelessly wanted to take good care of my brother. I did not get angry. Instead, I even asked her to be more attentive to his needs. Even when my daughter wanted my brother to be her father, I agreed with a smile. Everything had turned out exactly as they had hoped. Why were they feeling regret?

When I take a step to go out of the room, she started to remove her saree. Wow! She is my wife and its no wrong in seeing her. My heart and mind were fighting with each other and as I am not a very good boy, I wanted to see what is she hiding behind that saree! Yeah, you can call me pervert. But hey she is my wife and she is the most sexy girl I have ever noticed. Rishi, a billionaire who is ready to tie knots to the love of his life. He falls in love with his newly wed wife but fails to unveil it and to top it all, his lost love gets back to him. Danya, a regular girl next door of 21yrs came to the same wedding to see her to be groom. She is a very playful girl who has a secret crush on her now husband! It's a story of a girl who falls for a man whom she knew from far past. But the man never recognizes her. Even then he falls for her charms. Let's see if Danya's innocence and playfulness gets wiped out by Rishi's arrogance or her pure heart wins Rishi's stupidity. It's a happy story where Rishi and Danya find love after their wedding with some comedy, romance and a lil drama.