Novel Title Page Novels & Stories

Stopping in front of the office door, I inhaled deeply, exhaled slowly, then raised my trembling hand and knocked twice. “Come in.” The deep voice instantly sent an unfamiliar shiver down my spine. Wrapping my fingers around the handle, I slowly pushed the door open and stepped inside. “What do you want?” the man questioned without turning around, his chair still facing the large windows behind his desk. “My name is Avery…” I cleared my throat, forcing confidence into my voice. “I’m here for the interview.” “Oh… Miss Avery.”The chair slowly rotated. The moment our eyes met, my breath caught.

The leather binding has fancy marks in it and has title imprinted on the front. "That first kiss." Ugh, from just the title you could tell that a teenage girl at the start of her puberty wrote it. I couldn't really tell if Nova's a girl or a boy, he wants to be called a "he" but then writes a full novel about a CEO obsessing over a girl. I don't know why Nova doesn't want to call it a book when it obviously was. Don't let the title fool you, the story slowly turns dark and twisted.

Once the stool was in place, Alethea reached for the novel Sebastian had given her earlier and began reading. "What's the title?" Sebastian asked as he adjusted his blanket and pillow. "Bared to You," Alethea read aloud from the cover. Nothing about it seemed unusual. And judging by the New York Times label at the top, she guessed it was a bestselling novel. Sebastian frowned slightly. "Read the blurb," he commanded. Obediently, Alethea flipped the book over and started reading. "I am an imperfect woman with a wounded past, yet he can open me up so easily..."

It's a book mark. Placing my finger on the red bookmark, I flipped the paged over to it and found a very new title in the middle, one that was not there before. Title: Queen Melody.

They should be in climate-controlled areas, not just thrown in the daily mail and shipped across the country. “Not sure what these are,” I say, picking up a few dark volumes. “And they’re covered in dust.” I blow off the cover, trying to dislodge the grime. “And no titles. Lovely.” I put them to the side, hoping to make most of our progress on the easily-categorized ones and then revisiting. “No title?” Ben asks, curiously, coming to look over my shoulder. “What about on the spine? Inside cover?” I pick one back up and scan the side. “It’s disgusting. We should clean it.” But I open a cover anyway, squinting at the small print. “A…. J… Nie-lan? Nillan?”

he responded, whipping his head around in my direction. "Okay, check them,” I ordered. I buried my face down and ran my eyes through the books, then I saw one that caught my attention. "Realms of the Shifting Shadows: Tales of Fantasy and Fur"’ was boldly written on the binding of the book. The book has intricate designs of werewolves under a glowing moon. I picked up the book and opened the first page, which had been aged. I couldn't tell how long this must have been here. The first page I opened was blank. This prompted me to open the second page; it was practically empty, just like the first. I continued opening until the fifth page because I was counting the number of pages as I flipped

I opened the remaining pages but they also had no contents. "What is the use of these pages if there is no written word even just a single one?" I was irritated. I don't even want to read novels that will hang me in the end. There are still so many pages left, I think almost half of my index finger is as thick as no written word on it. 'Gosh!' I just look at who wrote this story. But I didn't see anything and only the title of the book and its design seemed to be outdated due to obsolescence.

It's a novel, one that isn't part of her literature class and the title- 'One night with the playboy' "A night with the casa nova?! Seriously?" She jolted but quickly recovered and looked at me with a shy smile as she closed the novel, bookmarking it with her pen. God! Whatever that story is about clearly isn't age appropriate and what sort of story cover is that? Shouldn't stuff like that be censored? More importantly, how on earth did she get those sneaky little hands of hers on that? I did see a familiar signature on the left top side but where have I seen it before?... oh, now I remember, it's Lisa's.

She had nowhere to rush to, and her body felt lazy, restless. “God, I’m bored,” she whispered under her breath. Her thighs shifted under the desk, the short skirt of her uniform riding up. She tugged it down but only ended up pressing her own legs tighter together. Her phone buzzed on the desk. She grabbed it, scrolling mindlessly. T*****r. I*******m. Nothing. Then a strange link popped up on some forum. “The Cursed Academy — A Story That Warps Reality.” Her lips curved into a little grin. “Cheesy title.” Still, she clicked.

So, To anyone confused or who doesn't know whats going on, Goodnovel is having issues with FB and Googleplay and as a result, authors are having to modify their work its not pulled from the app. The title has been changed and the words have been ce*cord. It was either this or lose my book. Im sorry with * in the middle of words annoys you, but it's literally out of my control. I hope you can all understand x enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter One