Manacled Book Deal Novels & Stories

Nathan tried to calm down by going through the details again. Upon reading several dubious clauses, he furrowed his brows. “Honestly, your offer is tempting since I only need to be your house’s assistant butler. I could stay for free and work on my novels in my free time. But this contract... It doesn’t mention the cursed book. I mean, it mentioning nothing about what would happen to that book if I signed this.” “The book? Naturally, it will stay with you.” “… I thought you knew what it does.” “I do.”

My editor thinks that it would be a good thing if I start doing something which all the authors do,” said the man and I raised my brows at that. “And what is that going to be?” I asked. “He told me that I might have to do a book reading and launch of the book so that people will come to see me. And I was thinking of doing here at your bookstore,” he said and I felt like someone had jolted me with electricity. Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;

Chapter 133 Writer's POV "Boss, we have a problem. Collins and co had already terminated our contract with them. They don't want us to work with us anymore." Lucas's secretary announced to Lucas. Lucas sprang up from his seat. "What did you say?" He shouted. Just then another lady rushed in with another guy. This time Lucas couldn't take it anymore. He paced around wondering why everything seemed to be falling apart in one day. "What is it? Fucking speak up!" He shouted at the top of his voice.

" Lena's lips opened, but no sound came out. Because she didn't want to tell him no. She wanted to say yes. More than anything in the world. And that frightened her half to death. Julian stood his ground for a long, shivering moment. And then, wordlessly, he turned and walked to the counter, paid cash for the book, and left without waiting for a receipt. The bell rang behind him. And Lena leaned against the bookshelf, her heart pounding wildly. --- That night, she closed the bookstore alone. The shadows crept across the walls. The floorboards groaned under her feet.

James nodded while listening carefully, “There's a branch that had just been opened, and it is close to the headquarters. It is majorly on entertainment, and we already have forty actresses and actors, thirty models, and twenty managers. But, we've not started receiving endorsement deals.” I nodded, “Send me the documents of other deals that have not been secured. We will get it the moment we get to Italy. After that, announce this deal that we just bagged; it should attract more investors and endorsement deals.” “That's good; I will do just that.” We entered the car soon after. “Let's go.” I leaned back against the seat, my mind drifting to my babies and Mina. I knew I could trust Mina, but

Zac intervened. "We are just -" Zac interjected his mother. "Daphne and I are here because we want to take Sienna's books off the shelves and denounce her as our author due to a breach of contract." "What did she do?" His mother asked. Well, Sienna didn't breach any contract. Zac and I couldn't do anything to her without claiming that she did something wrong against her contract with Blanchard Publishing Company. "She sells her books privately and hosts open book festivals without our knowledge," Zac answered.

" Andrea begged. Mike gritted his teeth and faked a smile. "Alright then, I'll try. You should get going." Andrea was ecstatic hearing Mike's words. She nodded and grinned, then turned to look at the guy and said: "Please consider my offer; I know my book will be a hit if you agree to it." With that, she turned to leave after giving Mike one last hug. As she passed behind Houston, she spanked him harshly on the back and stuck her tongue playfully at him. "I'll get back at you," Houston cried out in pain.

he practically yells, his screams stopping me dead on my tracks as I slowly turn around to face, dreading every single moment. His phone screen illuminated his face, his jaw twitching in anger as he read whatever was on it. “What?” I ask, my voice is barely above a whisper, and I don’t know if he heard me or not. “You no longer have a contract with any publishing house.” He ground out . “All your books have been put on hold. The book tour next week? Cancelled.” “Wait Why?” I ask, faltering in my step as I rush over to where he seats, his agitation slowly rubbing off on me.

"Like it doesn't make you hard. Why else would you do it?" Jess managed to keep her face straight and her voice firm throughout, despite her thudding heart and shaking hands. The words and even her tone of voice felt disconnected, like she was channelling some badass version of herself. Some future incarnation that had grown tired of putting up with other people’s crap. "So? Do we have a deal?" Jess asked, staring him down. "I'll let you do whatever you want to me." "Say yes, man," one of his cronies whispered.

Charlatans! The back room was large. He searched, until he found the book, he searched for. The book was massive, covered in a thick layer of dust. The cover was locked with a handle that was shaped like a figure with elongated arms, he forced the lock. Nothing happened, he wasn't losing hope. With one movement of his hand, he removed the layer of dust.