Romance Book Agents Novels & Stories

It's been a long journey but we are finally here. OPEN MARRIAGE is live @ https://auriatepublishinghouse.com for just 3.5$ promo price. This is my first ever published book and I am so proud of it. Your support is appreciated, and I hope you continue to support me. Thanks. A LITTLE INTRO Hi, I'm Ivy Sharon James. I'm an award-winning romance writer, praised for my ability to put the perfect love stories into words. Sadly, it's all words, my reality is far from what I write in my books.

Megan said. 🗨️ "Great, I'll see you tomorrow, thanks Megan" he said and the call ended. "That went well" Emma said with a sigh. "It was perfect, Ryan would never suspect you now, instead you just earned his trust" I said. "Thanks Meg" Jasmine said as she hugged her cousin. "I should probably get some rest now since I'll be starting my job of being a secret undercover agent working at the ememy's lair from tomorrow" Megan said and I chuckled.

Here is a list of my current books: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Hint of Misunderstanding (Werewolf Romance) Thank you again. Happy Readings

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

I crossed my arms and glared at her until she smirked and leaned forward. “Ida will be working at the company from now on. She will go back with you two and the plan my uncles have is to build romance between the heirs of their family businesses. It is either Anthony marries you or her at the end of it all. Who knows.”

“I just… I don’t want to let you or the kids down.” “You won’t,” he said firmly. “We believe in you, no matter what happens.” The next day, with renewed determination, I scheduled meetings with a few agents who had reached out. The process was intimidating at first, but as I spoke about my book, my vision, and the themes that mattered to me, I began to feel a sense of purpose. One agent in particular stood out, a woman named Claire who spoke with passion and sincerity. She didn’t just see my book as a product to sell; she understood the heart behind it. By the end of our meeting, I knew she was the right choice.

Within days, we had responses. "This is powerful." "This will change lives." "I want to represent this." We chose an agent who understood trauma. Who got what we were trying to do. She submitted to publishers. The bidding war started within a week. "Four publishers want it," our agent said. "They're offering significant advances." "How significant?" She named a number that made me dizzy. "That's... that's a lot of money." "Your story is valuable. Unique. There's nothing else like it on the market."

Hello All You Beautiful People! I hope you've enjoyed the Xena-Axel chemistry so far. I just wanted to drop by and thank you all for reading my books. Also, just a gentle reminder, it is fictional romance and 'mej written by women' at the end of the day. I need to include a few bumps and flaws to ensure the plot and character development is interesting enough to keep you all hooked. I hope you have liked the book so far and continue to enjoy it further.

Catherine took her half-day off very seriously. Donovan had been gracious enough to give her a small break from him. A trip to the book store would make all her problems go away. Everyday for the last month, she had been religiously sending out emails to publishing companies. At least seven out of a hundred responded. And one out of the seven would be what an average person would term a positive response but they were often accompanied with negative terms and conditions.

Every day she tried to re-enter the cover letter anywhere. And each day went by so fast for Velia. Increasingly made it hopeless because the new job never appears. Maybe she could not find a job in a short time while the due date was already looming. “Have you got a new job?” Velia gasped in surprise. She had just arrived at the home and was opening the door when Nia approached. Just like before, Nia came with a smoking cigarette and a hair roller adorning her head. She glanced at Velia's briefcase, then exhaled smoke. Velia coughed and she did not care at all.