Neil Gaiman Writing Routine

In the story of Alixa Marionette Claire, life unfolds like a puzzle filled with challenges and unexpected connections. Alixa, who lost her parents when she was young, faces life with courage, working part-time while studying at the University of Wind Winder Pack. Little did she know that a regular visit to pay her tuition would reveal the mystery of her destined partner. Alixa is thrilled at the thought of a shared future with her mate. However, things take an unexpected turn when she finds out her mate is already in a relationship, shattering her dreams. Undeterred by heartbreak, Alixa tries to win his heart, fearing the trial of the Moon Goddess. Unfortunately, her efforts crumble in the face of rejection. Despite setbacks, Alixa takes a brave step, leaving her pack to embrace the challenges of a rogue life. Just when her final trial looms, fate steps in once more. Discovered on the border of a powerful pack, Alixa finds herself connected with a new destined mate, sparking questions about acceptance, revenge, and the chance for a fresh start. The magnetic pull between them is undeniable. "Everything about you belongs to me...your soul. You're mine and mine only, My Luna," he passionately declares, leaving Alixa caught in a web of desire and uncertainty. The Moon Goddess seems to be writing a new story for Alixa, yet questions linger. Can she open her heart to a new love after the echoes of heartbreak? Will the scars of rejection hinder her journey, or will she find comfort and acceptance in the arms of her newfound mate? As passion and uncertainty intertwine, the pages of Alixa's story unfold. Will she find redemption and a love that withstands the trials of destiny? The answers are waiting for you to explore in this exciting journey.

For as long as Isabel can remember, she’s been a rogue. Her parents are deceased; she has no pack, no mate, and no one at all except for her older brother Ben.But, during a routine errand gone wrong, Isabel stumbles onto a pack’s territory and comes face to face with a fierce—and devastatingly attractive—shifter the likes of which she’s never seen or felt. Isabel is certain this is her mate. Isabel embarks on the kind of life she’s only dreamed of. After overcoming the betrayal and lies of her past, Isabel finally feels like she belongs. She’s engaged to be married to the love of her life, James, closer than ever to her brother, Ben, and has become a respected member of the pack. Until the unthinkable happens. In an instant, Isabel loses everything. Now, she’s driven by two forces: her need for revenge and her love for her daughterWhen Isabel is kidnapped by the arrogant and handsome demon king, she proves to be a rebellious prisoner. But, even as she is determined to see him only as a villain, she can't help but feel her heart soften against the powerful demon king. Despite her suffering, Isabel adapts to life in the demon caste. Despite herself, she shares moments of affection with the demon king. With insights from the castle staff, she discovers the hidden history of the Righ. Isabel can’t help but wonder what else the elves, her supposed protectors and friends, might be hiding from her. In a moment, her world turns upside down. Will Balin, once her love, become her enemy?With the demon king fatally injured, it is up to Isabel to save him—a feat she can only accomplish by accepting their true mate bond that eclipses millenniums. However, as she learns to love her true mate, she notices danger on the horizon, and those that want to destroy their bond will stop at nothing to do so. The fate of the demon king—and the universe—rests in Isabel’s hands. Now, she must embark on a quest to uncover her true destiny.

Violet eyes with piercing sight. Mane of gold in pale moonlight. Skin so hard and lily white. Voice so soft, yet filled with might. He comes to me in the dark of night. Flash of teeth, smile so slight. There is no fear, no need to fight. In his embrace, I crave his bite. -S.R. Michele, or Shelly to those closest to her, is a typical 21 yr old, trying to find her way in life. She has good family, a close circle of friends. She's outgoing and friendly, and a bit reckless and impulsive sometimes. And she has certain gifts...when she touches things, she can see into the past, she can feel what was felt by others, and she can sense things before they happen. Ok, so maybe she's not so typical. An impromptu trip to New Orleans, a party on Bourbon Street, and an attempted assault in a dark alley lead her into a world she didn't know existed...but one she's not afraid of. She doesn't know if the violet-eyed stranger that comes to her rescue, and follows her home, is a friend or a foe - and honestly, she doesn't care. Once you've had a taste of the darkness, it's hard to pull away... **** This book was written in the late 1990's - early 2000's, and originally published in 2004, under the title: Diary of a Vampire by S.M. Royston. It was my first book, and it wasn't long until I came to hate it! (Please, don't look it up - I promise you, it's terrible) So here we are, years later, and I've decided to throw out my original work, and re-write it. Because I'm the author, and I can do that. The story, characters, and settings are the same - but the writing style is different, and in my opinion, much, much better. I hope you enjoy it. ****

I'm writing a sequel for From Hell to Heaven. Standalone Book. It's called LOVE LIKE HEAVEN! Prologue "You're are right Divya. I'm a playboy," Daksh said and stood up in front of me. "Now I will show you what Playboy can do," Daksh said and pulled my waist and grabbed my face with his other hand to move our body closer to him. "Lea....ve me Dak - he didn't let me to finish my sentence, because he forcefully pressed his hard lips on my lips. He was angry and rough. He is punishing me with his harsh kiss. I tried to push him back, but he stood on his ground. Then, he pushed me back down on the bed, pinning my hands above my head with his one hand and squeezed my breast painfully. I whimper because of his painfully torture. I never thought he would misbehave with me. I loved him, but that doesn't mean any woman can allow this forced. I try to push him away, but he didn't budge. So I bit his tongue hard. He immediately loosens his gripped on my wrist. Smack Yes, I slapped him hard across his face. Guilt washed over his face. I know I made a mistake by accusing him. But he doesn't have any rights to touch me or misbehaved with me. "I hate you Jerk" I said venomously. I stood up and ran away covering my mouth and tears flowing under my eyes as I ran far from him. Let's see their journey of how Daksh and Divya fall for each other. They are opposite to each other, but attracted by each other like magnets.

(Bxb) Eric Valence thought finding a job as an editor for a well-known author named Draven H. Malcolm was the beginning of his writing career. He had no idea that it would also be the beginning of his love story. *** "You're so clueless, it bothers me." He frowned, "What does that mean-" "You never wondered why I gave you all the best things on my floor - the closest desk, drinks from my office, my newest project. I even went to your house and picked you up to make sure you weren't late." "My portfoli-" "There are twenty three others with the same experience as yours, that was an excuse," he admitted, peering into Eric's eyes and daring him to look away. Eric didn't. Draven sighed, "The reason I got mad that day..." he paused for a moment, hesitating again but deciding to let it all out, "the reason I got mad is because I heard you kissed Jason, which I wasn't too pleased about but then seeing you and Justin together..." He never finished his sentence, and Eric raised an eyebrow, "What about Justin and I?" "I feel like you're doing this on purpose," Draven chuckled, examining Eric's confused face. "I'm not sure what you're talking about-" "I like you," Draven said clearly with his entire diaphragm, expression it as loud as he could for Eric to understand. Eric felt his throat squeeze itself shut, no oxygen coming in or out. "I like you, a lot more than I thought, Eric," he breathed. Eric was unable to believe it, shook his head and looked away for moment, before meeting his gaze again. "Why me?" he asked quietly. Draven shrugged his shoulders, eyeing Eric with adoration and admiration, "I'm not sure either, but I want you to be mine."

Si Isabel Herrera ay may tinatakasan na nakaraan. At sa murang edad na labing-siyam ay nagsimula na siyang magpalipat-lipat ng tirahan kasama ang kaniyang anak na lalaki at yaya Lorna na itinuring niya ng parang tunay na ina simula nang pumanaw ang kaniyang biological mom na si Elina. Pagod na pagod na siya sa ganoong routine subalit sa kagustuhang takasan ang bangungot ng kaniyang nakaraan ay wala siyang nagawa kung 'di ang gawin iyon. Nakatatak na sa isipan ni Isabel na hinding-hindi siya magpapapasok ng kahit na sinumang lalaki sa kaniyang buhay kaya lahat ng nanliligaw sa kaniya ay binabasted niya lang. Kahit nga pagkakaibigan lang ay hindi niya pinapahintulutan ang mga ito. Ayon pa nga sa kaniya ay okay lang mamatay siya na walang ibang lalaki sa buhay kung 'di ang anak niya lang . Subalit isang gabi, habang sinusubukang tumakas sa isang birthday party ng kaniyang kasamahan sa trabaho na ginanap sa isang engrandeng hotel ay bigla na lamang may humila sa kaniyang matipuno at ubod ng gwapong lalaki. Sobra-sobra ang pagpupumiglas na ginawa niya sa mga sandaling iyon pero dahil mas malakas ito ng ilang beses sa kaniya ay walang kahirap-hirap siyang nadala ng lalaki sa isang malawak at engrande ring silid. At doon isang mainit at masarap na gabi ang kanilang pinagsaluhan. Napamura pa siya sa isipan kinaumagahan nang bigyan niya ito ng huling sulyap bago umalis. Ang lintik naman kasi, hindi manlang nabawasan ng kahit kaunti ang kagwapuhan kahit tulog at gulo-gulo ang buhok dahil sa pagkakasabunot niya. Hindi makapaniwala si Isabel sa pangyayaring iyon. Hindi niya akalaing ganoon na lamang siya kabilis na bumigay sa lalaking kahit pangalan ay wala siyang kaide-ideya. Lingid sa kaniyang kaalaman na ang lalaking iyon na kaniyang nakatalik ay isa pala sa dahilan kung bakit patuloy siyang tumatakas sa nakaraan.

I was already halfway across the room before I knew what I was doing. What kind of people had she been surrounding herself with if she thought that she wasn't attractive? Hell, she was gorgeous, delicious, downright perfect in every way. I needed to show her what I saw. What she was in my eyes. I couldn't help myself. I had Genevieve up against the wall in a blink of an eye, a growl escaping my throat and mixing with her surprised gasp. Her hands still clung to the robe, trying to make herself seem smaller. I slipped one hand underneath, along her collarbone, while the other slid along her neck, to the back of her head where I gripped her loose bun and pulled it taught. "Babygirl, you're more than just attractive. You have my c*ck aching every time I set my eyes on you.” My voice was a distorted growl, but I know she understood every word I said. I leaned my body in against hers to accentuate my point, and Genevieve's adorable mouth widened with a surprised gasp. I took that opportunity to claim what I'd been dreaming off since the moment I set my eyes on her. I dipped my head and locked my lips on hers, and realized in that sweet, blissful moment, that I had f*cked up. *** Genevieve Blake was a well-known, erotic romance author. She enjoyed meeting her fans and writing stories that made even her blush. What she hadn't planned on, though, was for a stalker to come out from the shadows and threaten her life. When the police can't do anything, she turns to Grim Security to protect her against the deranged lunatic. But who's going to protect her heart, and her body, from the intensity of Raphael Bard?

Shantali Mae Cross, a security guard at the Metropolitan Museum of Ancient Arts, encounters an impossible phenomenon during her night shift—smoke from the heating vents coalesces into the form of a cobra near ancient Egyptian canopic jars, showing her visions of possible futures. She sees herself accepting a promotion, arguing with a dark-haired man in a hospital, wearing a wedding dress, and standing at a graveside in autumn. Shaken by the experience, Shantali becomes obsessed with understanding what she witnessed, diving into research about serpent smoke divination practices. Her investigation reveals that others throughout history have experienced similar visions at crucial crossroads in their lives, but those who became consumed with interpreting and controlling their prophetic glimpses inevitably destroyed the very relationships and opportunities the visions had shown them. As Shantali spirals deeper into her research, she begins shutting out her boyfriend David, a fellow security guard who loves her deeply. When David witnesses the cobra phenomenon himself, he helps ground her in reality rather than obsession. Through her studies, particularly the warnings left by Dr. Amelia Thorne—a researcher who died alone after chasing similar mysteries—Shantali realizes the cobra's true message: choose love over fear, presence over obsession. The visions weren't warnings of tragedy but glimpses of a life fully lived with all its ordinary struggles and profound connections. When David proposes, Shantali chooses their real relationship over her pursuit of supernatural answers. She completes her research by writing a fictional novel about her experience, transforming obsession into art while helping future cobra witnesses understand that some mysteries are meant to guide rather than be solved. The story explores themes of choice versus destiny, the danger of sacrificing present love for future certainty, and the wisdom of embracing life's uncertainties alongside those who love us.

Sage Casey Ember-Brooks, who goes by Casey, is a fast-food worker and aspiring fantasy novelist whose ordinary life crumbles when mysterious strangers ask cryptic questions about her dragon series. Her recurring dreams of golden coins suddenly make terrifying sense when Marcus Chen—a businessman with eyes that flash gold—reveals that dragons are real, living hidden among humans for centuries. Casey's unnaturally accurate fantasy writing stems from awakening genetic memories. She's a rare "Convergence" bloodline capable of harmonising opposing elemental forces. The revelation comes at a critical time: a new cryptocurrency called DragonCoin, featuring symbols identical to her dreams, creates magical interference that weakens concealment spells protecting dragon society. At the Crossroads shopping complex where she works, disruptions cause dragons to flicker between human and true forms in full view of witnesses. Caught between Marcus (a traditionalist who wants to hide her with the Dragon Council) and the enigmatic Xaihuang (who advocates ending the masquerade entirely), Casey discovers an underground chamber housing ancient dragon artifacts. When she touches a magical coin, visions reveal three futures: chaotic revelation leading to war, continued concealment resulting in magical extinction, or a mysterious third path of integration. Casey realises DragonCoin wasn't created to expose dragons, but by another awakening hybrid like herself—someone in Seattle whose unconscious dragon heritage channels ancient power through modern technology. As magical concealment fails worldwide and dragons begin manifesting publicly, Casey must race across the country to find this unknown programmer before the interference between magic and technology tears reality apart. The story explores themes of identity, integration versus assimilation, and the collision between ancient power and digital-age innovation. With her awakening abilities growing stronger and the masquerade crumbling around her, Casey faces a choice that will determine her fate and the future relationship between the hidden magical world and human civilisation.

Léa n’aurait jamais imaginé qu’un simple dîner marquerait le début d’un bouleversement dans sa vie. Elle aimait Thomas, ou du moins, c'est ce qu’elle croyait. Leur relation avait toujours été stable, sans vagues, ancrée dans une routine confortable. Thomas, avec sa douceur et son calme rassurant, lui avait apporté un équilibre dont elle avait tant besoin. Ils formaient un couple harmonieux, ou du moins, c'était ce qu'elle avait voulu croire. Puis, il y avait eu cette rencontre. Théophile, le frère jumeau de Thomas, avait toujours été présent dans leur vie, une ombre familière en toile de fond, avec son sourire charmeur et son esprit vif. Mais ce n’est qu’à ce moment-là, après des années d’équilibre, que quelque chose changea. Ce qui n’aurait dû être qu’une visite anodine de Théophile devint une rencontre déterminante. Les liens qui l’unissaient à Thomas s’effritaient lentement, tandis que ses sentiments pour Théophile grandissaient en intensité. Au fil des jours, son amour pour Thomas s’estompa, et son regard, son cœur, tout en elle n’avait plus d’yeux que pour Théophile. Et bientôt, Léa se retrouva déchirée entre deux hommes identiques en apparence, mais fondamentalement différents en essence. Comment une relation stable et prévisible pouvait-elle être balayée par une passion naissante pour un frère jumeau ? Léa était sur le point de découvrir que l’amour, loin d’être simple, était souvent imprévisible et cruel. Elle avait fait un choix de cœur, mais ce choix allait tout changer – pour elle, pour Thomas, et pour Théophile. L’histoire qui s’ouvrait devant elle n’était plus celle d’un amour unique, mais d’un amour partagé. Un amour pour deux.