Romance Novel Word Count Novels & Stories

My jaw tightened and I took a deep breath. “So,” I began carefully, “You want to marry me for six months.” His face, still locked in a straight expression — seriously, did he not know how to smile? — grew more determined as he nodded. “And then…we divorce.” “And I'll give you ten million in return for your troubles.” he completed for me. My heart skipped a beat. Those damn figures sounded too high. I stared at him, my brain began sorting through the possibilities. Maybe I'd fallen into a pocket dimension or the four hours of sleep had caught up to me and I was experiencing some kind of fever dream.

“You know, you talk about him differently now. And you talk about him a lot.” Victoria frowned and denied it quickly. “I do not.” Julie shook her head slowly. “You do. In fact, you smile when you talk about him.” “That’s just your overactive imagination.” She countered. Julie ignored her. “I’ve written enough romance novels. And read even more.” Victoria immediately knew where this conversation was heading. “Oh no.” Julie nodded enthusiastically. “Oh yes.” She began counting on her fingers. “Contract marriage. Cold billionaire. Independent female lead. They’re forced to live together.”

he said, "Clause 5 — do dishes — you never removed it." "I will never remove it. You still owe 5 years of dishes." "I did dishes every day for 5 years." "I know. That's why I renew vow every year." We sat quiet, garden lights off, only stars from diamond necklace on my neck throwing stars on ceiling — same star, 50 years old, now three cuts, now family. I opened laptop, not for work, but for GoodNovel. My book — THE CEO'S WIFE RISES — showed 30,250 words now. Completed. Bonus unlocked.

A/N Thank you for your continued support. Hope you enjoyed this short, completed and simple love story. Just a feel good romance, where there aren't any villains, only misunderstandings and a lot of loving. A list of books I have written: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Alpha's Chance At Love (Werewolf Romance) A reminder that all my books are mature. I accept constructive criticism, bullying in any forms is unacceptable.

The novel was too long and Rosalie was unable to finish reading everything that night. She only managed to zoom past a few hundreds of thousands of words. She was reading pretty quickly. The author’s writing was simple and easy to read, without much complexity in the prose. Despite that, she only managed to read slightly less than half of the total word count. She inserted a bookmark and flipped to the final page. She realized that Angie left a comment on the final chapter too, in which she gave the author a thorough scolding.

— His Claws On My Neck (c) 2020 by zavieda COMPLETED Total word count: 150k Genre: Romantasy Subgenre: Werewolf, office romance This book contains adult scenes that may not be suitable for young audiences. Reader's discretion is highly advised. Grammatical errors are also incurred throughout the book, but it is constantly being proofread and revised. Readers' understanding is deeply appreciated.

Raphael, filthy, and incredibly mischievous. The thought of the discreet encounters they could have all day long makes her gasp for air. As Jannis's thoughts swirl with the limitless potential of their clandestine romance, her pulse beats with excitement. In response to Jannis's excitement, Jake chuckles softly. He gives her buttocks a good smack and squeezes them together. You're being quite mischievous, my dear. However, I adore it.

Under whatever lights we turned on next. (Word count: 1012) --- Ready for **Bonus Chapter 31** (Kitchen Counter at Dawn, per the outline — spontaneous, quick & dirty)? Let me know if you want any tweaks or a specific direction for the next! 🔥 (We're on track to keep adding words toward 150k — great work!)<|control12|>**Bonus Chapter 31 – Kitchen Counter at Dawn** (Mid-Marriage, Early Morning) (Eli POV – 1012 words)

Nova said softly, her voice breathy, cheeks warming under his scrutiny. Adam broke the kiss, smiling wolfishly. "Nova, look at you." His tone was casual, but the way his eyes traced her legs made her nipples harden. Dinner was a tense affair at the dining table, the air thick with unspoken electricity. Asli chattered about her job at the gallery, her hand on Adam"s thigh under the table. Nova picked at her pasta, feeling Adam’s gaze like a physical touch, sliding from her flushed face to the way her dress shifted when she crossed her legs.

He clenched his jaw, torn between fury and need. Her smile was faint, but her eyes never left his. Then she sank to her knees. “Damn you,” Boldron muttered, his hand gripping her hair as she began. His papers slid to the ground, forgotten. He held her tightly, groaning as his anger dissolved with every movement. When he was undone, she rose gracefully, adjusting her dress. She climbed into his lap, straddling him as he slumped in the chair. “Catherine,” he warned, though his voice was weak, unsteady.