Make Your Own Book Novels & Stories

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I'm planning to open a YT channel for my books, let me know your reviews on them. You must be thinking why I'm typing all this, it's because i cannot publish less then 100 words. Thanks for reading:) Love from author <3

I tried to explain. "I know. Atsaka hindi naman mainit talaga ang araw dito. You won't burn your skin." sabi niya sa akin at napamangha ako. Maya maya pa ay inaya ko na rin siyang bumalik na sa bahay siya para makakain na kaming dalawa. After breakfast, like what we planned, we went to a place where they make the books. "How can they do this?" I asked him. I'm so amazed how they can do it so alike. Parang printed na version pero sinulat talaga nila 'to.

It wasn’t until I was editing the last few chapters, that I realized what I wanted to do. I made a Facebook and WhatsApp post recently, stating my latest discovery about my books being letters that I write to myself before releasing to the world. (It's true. I write to myself, before I write to you.) So with that in mind, I decided to write you a letter. I don’t know how long this will be, but hopefully, it won't be too long to bore you to death. Lol.

Turning to face Pearl, Brandy asked, "You really have no plans for yourself expect teaching?" "I am also a writer." Pearl corrected. "Respect my pen." "Then publish a book. Coco will invest in your book as well, she has everything it takes to give your book good exposure and make it a best seller." Brandy convincedly said. "What makes you think Coco will ever want to have anything to do with me again?" Pearl frowned. "Forget it. I'll self publish my book without Coco." "Ego!" Carey and Pearl screamed in unison. "Say no to pride."

I finished recounting my little evolution so far. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

Aarif pointed out, “let it finish the story however it wants to. You should try writing a story yourself without a chatbot. I’m sure there are many web novel companies willing to give new writers a chance.” Like a certain website based in Singapore. Wink wink. “If that doesn’t work out, you can always try self-publishing,” Sikandar suggested. “I don’t know,” Alishba murmured, “I am not confident in my writing skills.” “But you love writing, right?” Shaan asked to which she nodded, “Then give it a try.” “No one’s perfect in one go,” Meeran added, “Practice makes perfect.” “I guess I should start somewhere,” Alishba muttered in agreement.

“You are a top author, Aria; you don’t need to worry about a book getting cancelled…Your next book will be bigger, trust me.” I clenched my fist. Was he also suggesting I cancel my book? The book didn’t sell because of his stupid affair with Olivia. Now I realized I made a mistake asking him that question. The secretary handed me the coffee, and I kept sipping while he went through the documents. Soon he dropped it and stared at me. “You are good to go with your self-publishing if only the publishing house said no to a book.” Now I could sigh in relief; with self-publishing, all I had to do was redesign the cover and upload the manuscript. After it’s live, I would start up with the marketing

Writing this book has been a journey filled with passion, creativity, and a few challenges along the way, and I’m thrilled to share it with you. As you read, I would greatly appreciate hearing your thoughts on the book. Your feedback, likes, and comments are not only encouraging but also crucial in helping create even more engaging chapters in the future. Every reader’s perspective enriches my understanding of the story and its impact, and I want to know how my words resonate with you. Did you connect with the characters? Did the plot twist surprise you? Your insights can guide me as I craft the next chapters, making them even more compelling and relatable.

The year I was at my most starry-eyed, I gave up my chance to study overseas. Over my parents' furious objections I married my boyfriend and took in the abandoned baby he'd picked up off the side of the road. From that day on I poured everything I had into that household and into raising that child. Thirty years of it. And just when our son was grown and settled and I thought I might finally get to breathe, I was diagnosed with a terminal illness. The treatment cost a fortune. I was about to reassure my husband and my son that I had the money. Instead, they got angry. "What do you mean, your money? That's this family's money. This disease is a bottomless pit. You could throw everything