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I didn’t even know why I was offering. She gave me a faint smile before turning back to her screen. “So,” I said, trying to sound casual, “what are you writing?” Her head snapped up, her face flushing deeper, though it was hard to tell with the sunburn. “Uh… it’s just a romance.” “Tell me about it.” “No,” she said sharply, snapping her laptop shut like she thought I’d try to steal it. “It’s not for you. My audience is… women.” Her reaction only made me more curious. “Does it have… you know, raw intimacy?”

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"Get your hand off my chair, and stop calling me my love. That's not my name." Caesar immediately snorted as he reluctantly removed his hand from my chair. "Where's that romantic Brae I have known before? Why are you always grumpy around me now and looking like you're disinterested in anything romantic?" "Just as you have changed, I have changed as well. I am not that teenage girl anymore who would have fun matching people. I am not that hopeless romantic teenage girl anymore." "Yet you're writing novels about romance." "It's a job. That's different."

"You're still young and may not fully understand the entertainment industry. Who watches art films these days? "Investing in his script would be a waste of money. Nowadays, everyone loves popular stars and light-hearted romantic stories. "At Starshine Entertainment, we excel in this area. Instead of throwing your money away, why not invest in my urban romance drama? It has a low budget, and we've even cast some of the hottest—" "Are you lecturing me?" Hannah coldly interrupted him. Henry's speech was cut off abruptly. Despite her age, Hannah exuded an intimidating air that left him momentarily stunned, and he dared not push further.

As the first light of dawn crept through the window, Penelope opened her eyes and found herself nestled in the warm embrace of her mate, Liam. She reached out to touch his face, tracing the contours of his jawline with her fingers. He stirred and opened his eyes, smiling at her with a look of pure love and adoration.

Vincent said with chuckles. “Lol, sorry,” she apologized. “I guess that an author like me tends to feel emotional.” “You are an author?” “Yup. I write as my hobby. But I only have a few readers on my online site.” “I wanted to read your works.” “No way! That is too embarrassing!” “Why? Do you write rated +18?” “No! I only write rated 15. I could only go for a kissing scene.” “All right. Tell me which site it is and your username. I will read it.”

I'm Richard Carter, a writer for a newspaper, magazine, and web novel. I write romance novels that you may come across everywhere – stories where a guy meets a girl in a really unexpected way and they fall in love in the end. However, what I'm about to share with you is not a novel. At least, if it were a novel, it wouldn't be about me; it's about my annoying roommate.

Punctuated by lyrical and rhythmic verses, a short story or essay can easily captivate the imagination of the readers. Among the Myanmar writers who have grasped the elegance of the written words was essayist Maung Yint Mar(Kyaung Kone). He was the latest winner of the National Literary Award for Essays. But citations and awards were not stranger to Maung Yint Mar. He had also won one of the prestigious literary prizes titled the Sar-Pay- Beik-Man literary awards twice for his short story collections. Maung Yint Mar waded into the literary world in the early 1980swith the publication of his short story, A-Chit-See-Sar (Romantic Twilight) in Pathein (formerly known as Bassein) College Magazin

When we got together, we discussed interesting topics instead of the catty or needy conversations about men and female competition that I’d endured in so many female gatherings. “Lisa is a typical writer,” Kenzie teasingly offered. “She’s a quiet people watcher.” Oscar raised a brow. “Is that so?” he said with a tone that showed that he was impressed. “What do you write?” “Nothing epic,” I eagerly offered. “It’s mainly genre stuff.” “Such as…,” he continued. “I enjoy writing romance thrillers,” I replied. “Paranormal romance thrillers,” Kenzie added. Oscar grinned and studied me with a bit more care than I was comfortable with.

It didn't take much thinking. “Yeah, I want to write contemporary romance,” He said. Iori was surprised, to say the least, she had expected it to be Erotica or something like that. After all, it’s known for male writers to be good at writing that genre from time to time. But contemporary romance was a whole other thing. “What made you choose it?” Iori asked in wonder, “I just read a few of those and thought to myself, aa~ah I can really do a better job writing one of these… And since then, the idea had been stuck into my head.” He explained and Iori shook her head hopelessly,