Library Books Sales Novels & Stories

“Don’t go poking a tiger with a stick, okay?” Gavin ignored him and continued. “Hell, Franklin, the answer’s simple. My sales are down because there are NO COPIES OF MY BOOKS, ANYWHERE.” Jim glanced around as he and Gavin approached the sliding glass doors at the rear of the lounge, which lead to a mezzanine overlooking the hotel’s front parking lot. An embarrassed flush rose past his collar. He nodded and smiled weakly at an acquisitions editor he knew standing at the bar. She gave them a look, and it wasn’t a good look, at all; more like a pitying, you sorry bastard kind of look.

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I replied softly, “This business will fail no matter how I look at it.” “No it won’t,” he replied shaking his head. “I have it all figured out. Just imagine what would happen when you would get the first sale from all the books that are about to be released from the best authors out there.” I blinked at him not sure if I was hearing him right. “What do you mean?” I asked.

"Overseas?" Mindy asked, feeling stunned. "Yes," Miranda confirmed. "In Southeast Alanda, both the e-book and physical sales of 'Murder Weapon' and 'The Deserted School' have consistently ranked among the top sellers." Mindy was taken aback again. "I didn't even know those books were released overseas…" "I did some estimates," Miranda continued. "The total revenue from these books over the years is at least…" She held up five fingers. Lionel guessed, "Half a million?"

He needs to sell at least three of the books before sundown, or he won’t have anything to eat for the next few days. "You can do this! Because you don’t have any money left…" His shoulder dropped at the thought but quickly got back on his track. He walked further and wished that his patrons would buy from him. Van had been selling books for a year now, and he had earned loyal customers along the way. Unfortunately, books aren’t a commodity and are merely bought for pleasure in a common household. There were also new bookstores that happens to sell books at a cheaper price with lower quality. He knew that it was hard to compete with that, but he kept going for his dreams to be a well known wr

He’d enjoy being a fly on the wall for that too. “A search for me online should boost book sales. Right? The curiosity about what I wrote and reading my take on various individuals within local high society circles would jump, wouldn’t it?” “It might translate into nothing, but it might turn into a rush on sales of your book. Or fall somewhere in between the two extremes.” “I’ll happily take the middle of the road response or the rush to buy my books any day, and you can keep the sales lacking. What are people saying about these articles?”

“Books for a cause. Tell her that you’re looking for someone who can help sell used books to anyone interested. And part of the proceeds will be to help send kids to schools, a fourth of it will go to her for the hard work and the rest goes to the bank, in her name.” “And who’s books will she be selling?” “Honey, I have the largest collection of books in the entire world. Where else would you look for those books? And you should never tell her under any circumstances that I own the books. Tell her I would like to remain anonymous that even she should not find out.” “Okay. And where do you plan to set this book for cause up exactly?” “A stall near Denver’s.” “The Italian guy you’re obsessed w

She smiled at both books, thanked me and paid for both of them. It was almost closing time at the bookstore, but so far, I was in such a great mood. I loved it whenever I was able to convince Miss Winston’s customers to buy books. The woman had actually come in for a cookbook, yet somehow I had managed to convince her to take two paranormal romance novels and one normal erotica. Today had been a busy day. I was quite thankful for that, because it kept me from thinking about Lucia and Daniel. “Congrats on your sale,” Miss Winston said, appearing in front of me. “Keep up the good work and I’ll give you a promotion.”

“I tried. Immediately after the meeting, I went to the library and the five copies available were taken. They even had to write names of those who would be needing them down and my number is certainly not coming till next seven days.” “What's so special about the history books?” “You didn't get it? It's not the history book that is important, it is the way Calla had used it today that it. A lot of people felt the impact of the book. And yes, they came to read it because she drew value to it. I was going to tell you about a business that could stem from this” “Let's talk as we go.” They left the room and headed out to the garden. “We can make more copies of that book, but this time a summariz

" She asked dismissively. With empathy in his eyes, Henrick watched her. Slightly condescendingly, he replied, "Estel, what do you think we're in business for?" Before she could answer, he did it for her. The exasperation in his voice returned: "Dollars and cents, that's what!" "Michael's present books sell like hotcakes. And I don't care what other type of book he writes; it won't sell like what he's been doing." Estel's disgusted gaze met his, and he met it with a glare of his own. "Want to get into a discussion about your paycheck again, Estel?" He was joking.