Romance Fiction Author Novels & Stories

She was sort of glad to be having a genuine conversation. “I generally like any good story. But if I want to be specifically selective, I love horror, fantasy, adventure, historical fiction, crime, and uh, yeah, romance.” “It is funny how romance finds its way into every other genre of books. I like your taste.” He punctuated his approval with a sip from his drink. Chloe noticed he hadn't taken much compared to her. “What about you? " Um... I love all genres. Is that weird?" "No. It is not."

She asked me, and I looked down at my plate, not knowing how to break it out to her. I was indeed a writer and I have written three books in my College times and before I got married but it was based on the romantic story between different species and well, we can say that it was a lot controversial. Though I have millions of active readers reading it, I can't bring out my name like this. I am sure the alphas and Lunas won't appreciate it when they'll come to know that their infamous Luna Woods is the author behind those books that include interspecies romance and incest.

Polly reacted. “And I am a soon to be…well almost a published romance author” Grace retorted, “Let send him that email” Polly rolled her eyes, “You are dark romance Author, Grace. You write raunchy romance. Dark male characters, not some sweet sugar doctor” Polly argued. I chuckled as I watched their antics, Grace slapped a hand to her chest to feign pain. “Well, okay. I will leave it to you” Grace raised her hands in surrender.

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. Trust me when I say my intense love stories put my marriage to Cole James to shame.

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

“I want a new one on the spot.” I furrowed my brows. “What do you want me to write?” He’s challenging me, so fine… let’s take the challenge! “What’s your genre?” he asked, now sitting on the leather chair opposite mine. “Contemporary romance, fantasy romance,” I answered, Joaquin giving me a single nod. “Alright. Then write something romantic,” he replied, giving more details. “A domineering man, softening to a sweet woman. Go.” I held the pen on my hand as I stared on the blank paper. I felt cold sweat on my back as I grew conscious of the fact that Joaquin, the famous author, watching me as he got a bottle of whiskey from the mini fridge beside his table.

I hope that you enjoyed the new updated story for spicing up the ranch. I have quite a few other books listed on GoodNovel if you're interested in my style of writing. Some are erotic stories such as the assistant, Swedish sugar, the alpha son needs his match, and keeping it within the family. I also have science fiction romance such as Stardust. We also have quite a few other romance styles both in the past like a timeless love. And in the present such as the dangers of dating.

I had to talk some sense into Zaire, and hopefully it helped. Author Note: This will be my last author note until the end, which is close. Just wanted to know if you guys are enjoying this story. I usually write contemporary romance and this just like A delicate taste is out of my comfort zone, and it’s my first time writing a wolf story. It would mean the world to me if you would rate and review so I know what you all think so far. Thank you so much for the support.

“What’s your hobby?” “Do I have one?” I raised a question. “Well, everyone does. You must have something you truly enjoy doing,” “Hmmm… reading?” My brows creased. “Yes. That must be it. I love reading,” “What type of books are you into? Fiction? Nonfiction? Magazines? BL…” “Fiction,” I asserted, cutting him short. “Especially romance. It helps me live in the world I could only desire to live in with Jeremy. The kind of love and affection I crave exists only in fiction,”

My legs begin to shake and I blush shyly. "You belong to me right now and no other guy, so I can touch you as I wish." I blushed, enjoying this statement. “As a romance author, a bestseller, my readers often ask and imagine themselves if I'm being motivated to write such good stories that the whole world loves,” he lowered his head, bringing up a deep sigh. Then he raised his eyes back to me. “They must have wondered how my love life is, that I have a beautiful one not knowing I had none.”