Novel Cover Page Novels & Stories

com Publishing History Linda Kage, May 2020 Credits Cover Artist: Kage Covers Editor: Summer at Red Pen Revolution Proofreader: Shelley at 2 Book Lovers Reviews Proofreader: Judy at Judy’s Proofreading Created with Vellum

His books were mostly nonfiction and finance books. As Sierra heard the water in the shower, it was a signal for her that Alek was already inside and waiting for her. Every inch of her skin was filled with excitement. The butterflies on her stomach couldn't stay still. But as she was ready to take off her clothes, there was something that caught her attention. In his sea of books, there was something different. It has a fantasy-like cover. The vintage appearance made it blend in among the rest. Yet, the vines on the corner were unusual. There was no discoloration on the edges though it seemed old. Something new pretending to be old.

Rudolf picked up a large gray folder and sat across from me with a confident smile. “Ready?” he asked. “Ready,” I replied, even though my voice trembled slightly. He opened the folder and pulled out a thick sheet of paper with the final cover design. The moment my eyes landed on it I went silent. The cover showed the silhouette of a woman standing between two worlds, one side dark and fractured, the other softly glowing with gentle light. The colors weren’t excessive; the gradients were smooth, elegant, and emotional. The title font was modern yet warm. Everything blended together perfectly, as if it was created to reflect my story of someone who fell again and again, but still rose every ti

The cover was the same design as The Inside Account but in a different color — green instead of blue, the specific green of the kitchen garden gate, the green that Thomas had said would weather well. Ernest watched Don open the first copy. Don held it in his hands for a moment — not reading, just holding. The quality of someone receiving the physical evidence of the work. The work had been abstract for so long — the manuscript, the galleys, the proofs, the emails with the editor. The physical book was different. The physical book was real. The physical book could be held and opened and given. Don opened the title page. The Ground Keeps, by Don. He turned to the dedication. For Ernest, who ke

“What colour do you want to start with?” “At least let me get dressed for this.” Seeing he’s pretending to not hear a word I say, I sigh. “White.” He hands me the white bag. It’s heavier than expected. When I peek inside, something catches in my throat. No way. I reach in and slowly pull out a hardcover novel — the limited edition. Bonus chapters. Character art. Gilded edges. The kind of cover you touch like it’s holy. It only released last month and costs more than my dignity. I’ve had it bookmarked in every browser tab like a prayer.

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I know very well that I'll think of Calix's firm chest 'Stop thinking about it Lalaine! It won't be worth your time!' I said to myself inwardly as I scratch my whole head. Anyway, I put back that book on the book shelf but as I was putting it in bettween of books, a black book fell off from the shelf. And so, I picked it up but strangely, it has no title nor any cover deaugbs at all so i frowned. Normally, authors focuses on their book's cover to attract more readers regardless of whether they are an academic book or a novel.

“What was it you wanted to talk to me about?” It still felt strange to voice it out loud. “Some artwork,” I said. “I was hoping you could work on a cover design for me, but I’d like you to keep your work a secret, if possible, please?” She did a little bounce on the spot, once my request had registered. “For real? You want a book cover? For one of your thrillers? Oh fuck. That’s awesome!” I shook my head. “No, no. Not for a thriller. I’ve been working on a different project, actually. A novel called The Girl Downstairs.”

I can’t believe what I'm seeing right now. "Fuck, it's already released?" I asked in disbelief. I could not stop my hands from taking a copy of my book. The cover of this book is very familiar to me, it was me and Zie but our faces are cut, Zie's naked body is the only thing I love about the cover as if he's compelling you to grab the book and buy it. "Yes, it was distributed the other day at different national bookstores," Zie informs me. I stared at my book again, it's really beautiful, the cover was hardbound so it seemed like it was just like the international books that were released.

There was no author, no publisher's mark, only a title embossed in ostentatious, looping cursive: A LIGHT THAT CHANGES FATE. "Seriously?" he muttered. It was a cringe-worthy title, the kind found on the bottom shelf of a bargain bookstore. Yet, it had snagged his curiosity. He cracked the cover, and a flush of heat crept up his neck. The first page was… vulgar. Profanity-laced and graphically crude. He nearly slammed it shut. What was a book like this doing in his mother's collection?