Novel Cover Page Novels & Stories

Grabbing the book he turned around handed it to me. “Please read this and learn about me and my pack.” Taking the book from him, I almost dropped it from where it was so heavy. Damn how old are werewolves to have a book this big? I look at the cover and there is a family crest with a wolf in the middle. The book cover is beautiful and the pages look ragged on the edges. “Fine but for just one night tomorrow we start our summer vacation and I need to turn in my resignation. Plus I have to get all the grades turned in since I’ve missed today and tomorrow is the last day.”

“But someone online recommended a dark romance book and I really want to check it out.” My eyes scanned the shelves, my gaze snagging on a particularly striking cover. It was dark, almost black, with the title splashed across it in stark blood-red letters. “Dark Temptation,” I read aloud, picking up the book. “Is this it?” Pauline leaned in, narrowing her gaze at the cover. “Huh. I’ve seen that one online. It’s pretty popular, actually.” She paused, then shook her head. “But no. I couldn’t read that.”

Thinking about that beautiful moment ,he kept smiling foolishly and was blushing furiously. The last period got over and it was time to go home but Cole kept sitting with his red and smiling face. Seeing his extremely red face Rose became worried because she thought that it was because of playing under the sun, so she lifted her hand and touched his forehead.However, suddenly Cole froze in his position and forgot to breathe which made him cough continuously. Seeing him like this Rose became even more worried and started patting his back which made him even more embarrassed and he started coughing more furiously. The students who were leaving with their bags were all speechless seeing coughin

His Lola's forehead creased while Clyde is just simply looking at it just like the other in the meeting. "I know it is not our typical cover but I think it is time that we should try something new also. People will always expect to see beautiful models wearing stunning gowns in our magazine. So, I decided to make this picture as our cover with a little twist to entice our readers' curiosity." He looked behind him where the projector is placed and pressed something in the remote he's holding.

Celea landed again and show her brother the book she had found It had a black cover with absolutely nothing written on it and that wasn't even the weird thing about this book. The pages inside were also blank

“I was good with doing the four dates. I thought it was going to be fine, and it would die down, until you put me on the book cover. How the fuck did you get it done so fast? How? I asked a friend of mine in publishing, and they told me covers take months and months to approve.” “It a special favor my editor called in with her boss. Her boss loved the new cover so much they halted production and went with it. Come on, Cruz. The cover is smoking hot. It’s sexy even. You should be proud to be on the cover of a Perris Brooks novel. My last five books all hit the top five in contemporary romance and sci-fi romance.” “Proud? Did you see the life-sized cutouts? How did you get them all printed so

It wasn't until she noticed the strange book tucked away in the corner that she was able to distract herself from her thoughts. "I almost missed one," she whispered. As she walked over to it, she noticed that its cover was worn, and it seemed to emit a faint glow that caught her attention. Maybe it's how the moon perfectly acted as its own spotlight that made it seem so glowy, but it's not just that. She somehow felt a little hint of amusement as she stared at it. As she approached the book, she saw the shinny title written on it, Lunaria, and she couldn't help but be intrigued. The moonlight shining down on the pages illuminated the words in a way that made them seem to come alive.

Nyra’s POV I sat on the bed and placed Elaine’s book in front of me. For a moment I did nothing else. I just looked at it properly. In the library it had felt old and important. Here, on my bed, in this room, it felt stranger than that. More private. More dangerous. Like it did not want to be mistaken for a random old text preserved for curiosity’s sake. It was thick and heavy, yes, but now that I was alone with it I noticed more. The cover was not ordinary leather at all. Up close, the texture was wrong in a way that raised the hair on my arms. It had a faint pattern under the dark surface, not visible at first glance but there when the light caught it sideways. Not wolf hide. Not cow leath

Specifically to the pages sitting next to his keyboard – a cover page visible with what appeared to be a very muscular torso sketched in pencil. “Cole.” He reached for the pages. Too slow. “Was that a romance novel?” He slammed his laptop shut like that would somehow help. “It’s literary fiction with romantic elements.” “There was a shirtless hockey player on the cover page.” “...Research.” Sienna looked at me. I looked at Sienna. For one second – one brief, ridiculous, beautiful second – the weight of everything lifted and we were just two girls in a boy’s apartment discovering that the 6′4" redheaded goalie with the deadpan delivery was secretly writing love stories.

They chewed their lips, thinking hard, tongue poking out. After a moment, they carefully crossed out the E with a shaky line and wrote, in big letters above it: CURSED (BUT COOL). Naomi lost it. “That’s going on your hypothetical future book cover,” she declared. “Right under your epic author photo.” “I look terrible in photos,” I said. “Legendary,” she corrected. Later, in bed, after the pups had been herded away and the elders had grumbled themselves out of the den, I lay with the comic on my chest, Ronan’s arm draped over my waist.