L Word Fiction Novels & Stories

I pressed my lips together, seeing our driver exit his side and make way to the front of the door. I giggled lightly, knowing what it meant. He wasn’t in that car. Of course, he wasn’t; that vampire never showed up here before dark. My attention went back to my garden, my mind carelessly busy as I tilled the soil. “Mrs. Ballard?” I heard his voice,

It had a snake and a skull and looked kind of epic, definitely something fantasy related. Flipping the cover over, I scanned the blurb on the back. It sounded pretty good. And the author? L.F. Welsh. The F had to stand for Ford, and though I didn’t know his last name, I would’ve put money on it being Welsh. Damn. Human Ford was an author. A fantasy author. With many books published, if the paperbacks were anything to go off of. And a successful fantasy author, if I was judging his house and car and whatnot.

There were piles of books on her table, and there was a request for more books that she had drafted out. “My lady, let us leave.” Liora begged, following behind me impatiently. I checked through some of her books, and they were mostly fiction. My eyes caught a particular book under a pile of books, and I reached for it instantly. “My lady, you're going to get me killed.” Liora groaned as I picked up the book. “THE ADVENTURES OF LADY KILMARTIN.” I read out loud. “Huh?” Liora mumbled.

Ria pov Tim didn't look away. The shock that had initially frozen his features began to melt into something far more dangerous. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a different kind of shiver down my spine. "So, the little lamb has been stalking the wolf," he murmured, his voice losing its clinical softness and taking on a rough, predatory edge.

“Ok I’m going to give you one chance to lure me into the world you have created. My wife talked highly of it.” “What do you mean 'lure you' sir?” “You have the synopsis?” “Yes sir,” Ludo opened her laptop bag and got a piece of paper and wanted to hand it to Mr. Visashi. “No. Keep it for now.” Ludo was surprised. “Where is the manuscript?” “Its in the bag sir.” “Ok, tell me about your story. What genre is it?” “Crime fiction.” Mr. Visashi’s face brightened. It had been a while ever since a writer had come who was in the genre of crime fiction.

“Ok I’m going to give you one chance to lure me into the world you have created. My wife talked highly of it.” “What do you mean 'lure you' sir?” “You have the synopsis?” “Yes sir,” Ludo opened her laptop bag and got a piece of paper and wanted to hand it to Mr. Visashi. “No. Keep it for now.” Ludo was surprised. “Where is the manuscript?” “Its in the bag sir.” “Ok, tell me about your story. What genre is it?” “Crime fiction.” Mr. Visashi’s face brightened. It had been a while ever since a writer had come who was in the genre of crime fiction.

" Oh? Then are you familiar with 'Little Red Riding Hood'?" " The story book?" " Yes. I read it to Karter earlier today and the end was a little too gruesome for a kid's book" Kori rose a brow at this. " How so?" "The wolf ate Red Riding Hood" Paisley deadpanned and Carter snickered. She shot him a glare and he cleared his throat. "Well, is it published by our company? We make sure to edit anything that's not suitable for children" Paisley paused at this and looked over at Karter who struggled to lift his strawberries from his plate.

Title: The Lie Genre: Romantic Fiction Plot Idea: Aurora "Rory" Thompson, a successful event planner, falls for her client, Julian Blackwood, a charming and wealthy businessman. As their relationship deepens, Rory discovers a shocking secret: Julian's entire identity is a fabrication. Torn between her love for him and her outrage at his deception, Rory must navigate the complex web of lies and uncover the truth about Julian's past. Chapter 1 Aurora "Rory" Thompson stared at the sleek, black business card on her desk. Julian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. She had never heard of him or his company, but the hefty retainer f*e he offered to plan his charity gala was too enticing to res

𝙻𝙾𝙻. 𝙱𝚢𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚢. 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜. -------------- Landon sighed as he closed the pages of the book and threw it back to the dark corner he picked it from.

Governments mobilized. Markets crashed. Faith exploded. And Lily— Daughter of Lucifer. Former Convergence. Anchor without throne— Opened her eyes. They were not gold. Not crimson. But something new. Horizontal light. And she said— “Link them.” The world held its breath. And the lattice began forming.