Rejected Novela Novels & Stories

“Application closed. We are looking for a fast-paced story, an exciting plot with multiple cliffhangers. Revise your work and submit it again. Thanks for your hard work.” Bloody hell! “Are you out of your mind, Jade?” I placed my laptop on the table and slapped her head. Her melodrama scared the hell out of me. “It’s just a rejection email for my novel. Why are you making a big deal out of it?” “I am making a big deal?” Jade dodged my slap and hissed back at me. “This is your third rejection, sister. I have told my friends that you are a leading romance author, thriving in your career.

"I spent six months looking for you. I crossed the entire continent, asking every soul who might have seen you." "You shouldn't have." "Come back to me. Be my Luna. My only Luna," he begged, his voice cracking. "I swear, Selene. This time... I'll get it right." My eyes instantly welled with tears. But I couldn't give in. "Get up," I said coldly. "You're making a scene." "Then promise me you'll come back." "No." I took a deep breath and made the cruelest choice. "You're right. I did reject you. I was tired of the one-sided pain. I was tired of being tied to a man who didn't love me."

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° PREVIOUSLY "I have already reconsider my decision, I will accept you and I have forgiven you......" "Forgiven me for what?"

She added with an eye roll. “ Why did you say so?” One of them asked. The maid cleared her throat before whispering. However, I noticed I could hear her clearly. It all began after taking Davies' blood. I felt my senses were sharper and I became even stronger. I haven't told Davies yet of these changes because I want to be sure. “ I heard he rejected the said lady because of his lover even when he found out she was his mate. So cruel….” “ Maybe he just realized his mistakes?” Another interjected which was followed by jeers.

Akesha's Point of View When I received notification that I had received an email, I became excited. Hoping that my proposed story will receive a good result. The new email was sent out by Ms. Amanda. When I already open it, I lost all of my confidence. The message has just one word that causes my world to fall apart. It only says the word “Rejected”. Now, I know. Ms. Amanda does’nt have a good taste in a novel. I really wanted to publish this novel, but I lost a chance. This is so irritating. I emailed her and asked her why my story got rejected. After a moment, Ms. Amanda called me. I felt nervous, why I even had a doubt when she made the decision. I don’t want to see the bad side of Ms. Am

I believe my absence and the fact I stopped updating for a long period has made me lose my readers, no one is reading again and this is really painful. I've been trying to continue this novel but I have no motivation to do so, I thought I could just wrap it up before the end of this year, but I don't think that is possible again. I am really really sorry, I wish I could have prevented everything I went through, my readers are gone. R A D I S H is shutting down, and my books will be taking down by ending of the year. I will be leaving Goodnovel for now, but I will be trying other a p p s, you can also recommend to me. I don't mind. You can also check out my other book, "My Daughter's Nanny."

Dear Reader, My editor and the people of GoodNovel haven't resonded to a single email or checked my edits in over 2 months now. They own Middle Land but they haven't been forthcoming about anything else. They refused to acknowledge my completed work that was up for competition: Talk Dirty to Me. They said this book would sign as exclusive and it's non-exclusive, so I don't get the benefits of being a writer from this story. I'm writing it because of my sheer love of reading and writing romance novels.

I had previously taken SSC to apply for a certain web novel reading platform I had been hopeful about, but it had been rejected with “after careful consideration, though we were intrigued by the fascinating premise of the novel, we ultimately didn’t find ourselves captured by the narrative voice and plot in the way that we hope to be with our premium projects.” Although this is my first rejection with SSC and I have had many more positive responses, even after years of writing, rejections still hurt just the same. It’s not one of those things you ever get used to. I, then, sadly looked at my empty pockets and the paltry earnings from ad revenue and ko-fi, thinking how it is not even as good

It feels so foreign to me feeling that way. I’ve never felt embarrassed before. “What are you talking about?” I tried my best to remain calm, but stiff. “I don’t see him as anything but a stranger. A greedy one trying so hard to take something someone already owns.” I tasted the bitter lies in my mouth, coating my soul with invisible dirt. I knew it was a lie. He wasn’t a stranger. He was Lennox. My mate and an Alpha. But somehow, I couldn’t bring myself to admit it.

“Clause one: No strings attached. This is a business contract, not a love story. Clause two: Nominal relationship. We’ll act like a couple when needed, nothing more. Clause three: Public appearances as necessary. Clause four: We act together against the Alpha family of Red Drop Pack. And clause five: Once the mission is complete, we part ways.” Silva took the knife. No hesitation this time either. She sliced her palm cleanly, and I did the same. Our blood mingled on the parchment, the ancient magic sealing the pact in silence. The contract burned for a moment with a soft silver light—binding, final. She was mine now. Not as a lover. Not as a mate. But as a weapon. A brilliant, vengeful weapo