Novel A Novels & Stories

Her father is hardly ever home, working long hours in the city while her mother spends most of her time grading papers from all of her high school students. She opens the door quietly, but there is no need. Her mother is still awake. She's curled up in the living room reading her latest adventure novel wrapped on the comfy (and dare she call ugly) recliner her father just had to have. Her curly auburn hair is up in a bun with a few stray strands spiraling free as her eyes intently scan the new Kindle she received for her birthday only a few weeks ago. It's safe to say she has become a little obsessed with it. Can't say Sera can blame her. She herself escapes to a different world every time s

However, what I didn’t expect was that someone else wasn’t ready to let me go. The next day, an unfamiliar name appeared in my inbox. The email contained no words and only a link.

At that point, the tragic webnovel written by the AI had officially come to an end. Yes. In truth, I didn’t really understand what that eerie countdown and voice had ultimately rewarded me with. There was no earth-shattering transformation or gained superpowers, and I wasn’t transported to some alternate universe. It was just that, when I finally regained consciousness and woke up, my entire “story” was printed word-for-word in the novel I was currently holding in my hands. My name is Eva York, and I share the same name as the tragic female protagonist of the novel. I had simply been curious about how useful AI tools were these days, so I had asked it to generate a novel with my name.

See I gave you perfect idea - spoke consy. That's the first time you gave me perfect idea - I thought and chuckled. Whatever duhh - spoke consy. I took a novel from the library which is in our room ( you can imagine any thrilling novel). Yess, A freaking library. I started reading it and I got to know that person who is most innocent in story is the main culprit. Then I thought in anaya's case. What if it is some family member or relative. I quickly closed the novel and put it back on the place.

I tried to ask hoping they had an answer for me because nothing about the Kingsley boys ever makes sense to me. “oh come on, I’m sure you have read at least one werewolf teen novel in your life” Axel remarked only to be swatted on his arm by his twin to silence him. He wasn’t wrong, obviously I have read a few of those kind of books but they are just made up romance’s for teens to fantasise about. “Yeah but they were just fiction, right?” I spoke my thoughts out loud, the question earning a chuckle from the twins.

A/N The story will be updated with several chapters on 7/25/2022. Thanks for reading my first book with GoodNovel. -Elizabeth Johanne

Avery realized that these people could live peacefully together when there were no benefits to be had. She came across an online novel by chance and browsed through it a few times. She wasn't too interested in tombs being stolen. Then one day she went to the bookstore to look up information and suddenly found the online novel on the bookstore's best-seller shelf, in the most conspicuous position.

Anita would spend hours browsing the internet until finally, she clicked on a link that changed her life. "mmmm, what is this, on my feed?" Anita mused as she slowed her scrolling to a stop, on the top of her feed there was a novel that was recommended to her by one of her F******k friends. The cover displayed a man and woman that were intimately intertwined, and on the woman's wrist were chains, and in the man's hand, there was a red riding crop. The novel instantly caught Anita's interest, she was not a virgin but she was innocent still in many ways so seeing the cover of this book piqued her interest so she gave it a chance, and this one fateful moment in time ended up opening her eyes to

I love you all for reading it and supporting it continuously. This book would not be here without certain people in my life. and I would like to take a moment and appreciate Thier efforts as well. Saamia Shabbir, one of my best friends who supported me throughout this journey. Her nickname is Amy, so you can see where that character came from. She even helped me with the making of few big plots in the novel. She is the best part of my life to be honest. Saamia, this is all because of you.

Set was cheese with the main room, that property was self-sufficient, aside From Set's father had never been in them, so Set went to the main bedroom and went to take a bath, rest and went to sleep. He woke up after 2 days, rest what he could not do throughout the trip, when he woke up the butler brought him to eat, "young master," Set told him "I don't like the term master, just call me Set , there is no problem or young Le-Noir, as it suits you more," the butler nodded and said, "young Le-Noir, I bring you to eat, since you have refrained from eating for 2 days, it became strangeto us," Set "the truth was more sleepy, I traveled at night to avoid conglomeration of travelers,"