Novel & Cerita Novel Beginnings

I mumbled smiling. “Why?” He asked, frowning. “The beginning.” I replied, remembering the meaning of the baby. “I don’t think we should care what religion the name belongs to. Our morals teaching and the things are the ones which matter right?” I asked glancing back to look at him. “You are spot on, professor.” he replied, pressing his lips to mine. “I know right!” I said, and he chuckled. “I love you!” he said, closing his eyes. I closed my eyes back and mumbled “And I, you.” This is our forever new beginning…

Hello dear reader RavenClaw here. As you know the plot of this novel start to reveal more about our protagonist origin and power and the gods from the Love craftian lore start to reveal themselve and beceome more active. So I need to recollect my thought on how to proceed with the story and Since It's new years I require some rest, right now working nearly around the clock was not good for my health at all. Yesterday I just faint on the spot in front of my PC and so I decide to give myself somerest to, there are a lot of game I want to play in the future so I want to keep my health in check.

"I won't tell you writing a novel is not an easy job, It is actually easy when you know exactly what you are doing and you like what you are writing." "When you want to write a novel, make sure you do your researches and outline your plot. Plotting is very Important." I added, a little bit delighted they were paying attention "Your story has to begin with an interesting hook, make sure the prologue and first chapter creates a desire to read more, for your readers."

Darius Begins He started writing on a Saturday, which was arbitrary and not arbitrary — Saturdays in the keep had a slightly different rhythm from the work week, a loosening of the schedule's grip, and he needed that loosening for the kind of writing that required something other than administrative precision. He sat at the study desk with a new notebook — different from Elara's, narrower, with a sturdier cover in the way that he chose things: built for endurance rather than elegance — and he opened it to the first page and wrote: The Account from the Other Side. For Mira, who asked. For Elara, who wrote first. For the record.

I had finally changed my fate completely in this life. As I walked out of the bureau, sunlight poured over me. It was warm and gentle. Wynnie followed behind me numbly. Just as I was about to get into a taxi, she suddenly called out, “Miles, do we still have a chance to start over?” I did not even turn around. I only replied in a cold voice, “I’m not someone who stoops to that level, so don’t humiliate yourself in front of me. From now on, we’re strangers.”

AUTHOR'S NOTE: HELLO! AUTHOR HERE, HOPE YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE ARE ENJOYING THIS LITTLE NOVEL IM TRYING MY BEST TO PUT TOGETHER. THERE'S SOMETHING I NEED TO CLEAR UP THOUGH, IF YOU SEE THIS ༻☆✫☆༺AT THE BEGINNING OF THE CHAPTER, ITS A FLASH BACK. BUT THIS ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅• IS PRESENT DAY.

I tossed it back into the drawer and chose the other by default. "The beginning of the end" I read out from the cover, then paused it think about it for a second "Hmm...interesting" I said, flipping through to the first chapter. Uninterrupted, I finished the first chapter in minutes but somewhere in the middle of the second, Caleb brought me dinner. I ate to my fill and lay down supine, meditating on the unfolding storyline.

**A New Beginning** The morning sun streamed gently through the windows of the little cottage, casting warm patches of light across the wooden floor. Lillian awoke to the familiar scent of coffee brewing, and a sleepy smile crept onto her face. She stretched, feeling the soft sheets against her skin, savoring the warmth of the bed. The world outside was quiet, as if it, too, was slowly waking up to the promise of a new day.

The Calling Chapter 1 I am walking down the cliffy road, it’s dark out with only the street lamp to illuminate my path. I am slightly cold and very irritated at my current situation. I had gotten to my car only to discover the battery dead. Obviously the car would not start, could not even unlock the bloody door via car remote.

The word three flew out of his mouth… and Arthur, Lilah, and I yelled 'family' while baby Theodore began to wail. Our faces were a mess, but we still look wonderful in the image because we are happy... FAMILY!. *NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR!. Hi, guys! This is where we say farewell to Cornelia and Arthur love tale. I just want to express that writing this work has been a pleasure. I came up with the novel concept in February 2021, and it simply stayed in my thoughts until I finally decided to put it down since Cornelia kept giving me ideas. 'Hahaha'. This tale teaches the importance of believing in oneself, just as Cornelia believes she will have a miracle pr perhaps she would be given an happy deat