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I grinned and added, "Okay, we'll start working on a novel called 'The Monster and the Flower.' Which I was working on. Because you already know I write fantasy romance, this novel falls into that category as well. Do you have any doubts about what I said?" He lifted his hand and stared at me like wanting me to pick him. "Stop teasing me and ask what you wanted to ask," I answered with a grin. He inquired, "Romance. I'm aware of what it is. But what exactly is fantasy romance?" "It is a work of fiction with mystical, non-human, and romantic aspects." "Like something from a fairytale?" Fairytale? Does he think I'm a children's book author? Don't be angry with him! He's your crush and has come

“Am not going to allow that, she’s mine and there’s nothing you can do about it,I don’t care about the prophesy,all I know is that she’s going nowhere. “What about our betrothal?” Lady Katherine asked, feigning sadness as her father wrapped her in his embrace. “I annulled it long ago,we were only Betrothed because of the spell but I have been healed,I can love now” he replied as I smirked inwardly.

"This is Daisy James and she is up to taking my legacy. She is our incoming future best-selling author." "Waw, that's great!" They clapped their hands. I noticed Daisy's hands were trembling and I patted her. "So I would like you to be her publishing firm. My years with you have been satisfactory and I'd like her to start her writing career with your company." "That's a nice idea", Mr. Gonzalez shifted his gaze to her. "What genres do you write, dear?" He asked her. "Teen fiction", she answered. "But I plan to explore all genres too, especially romance fiction, just like mom."

Always. Aside from our amazing home and Sharon's family living so close, we’re blessed in that we both have jobs. Even though we don’t need the money, it’s nice to have something to do so we don’t go stir-crazy. There’s only so much fishing and sunning and swimming and yardwork a person can do before they need something else. Don’t get me wrong. All that other stuff is great. Truly. I just know we are young enough and still have the energy to do more. I work at the camp, and Azalea does freelance writing. She’s amazing at it. Turns out being a PA isn’t her only skill. She’s also a rockstar at writing smutty romances, which people like to eat up. It’s full of alpha men, shaved chests, and wil

Cela said. "Oh, you are a writer. Are you into romance writing? You can write our story if you ran out of ideas for your stories," the old lady offered. "I think yours is a sweet love story, isn't it? I could tell," Cela said. She's enjoying the conversation with the old couple.

“Has there ever been such a match made in heaven? You are both straight into your obsessions. What are you writing, Em? Any good sex?” “I am writing my first contemporary romance,” she replied. “Let me guess, star-crossed lovers in a band?” He laughed. Owen laughed. “Does it have a happy ending?” “No, but they keep their bandmates awake in the tour bus with their rhythmic thumping,” James rocked suggestively and groaned. “Oh, Emily, f-k, f-k, f-k!” Owen flushed. “Shut up, James,” he replied without heat. “You are just jealous you can’t lure Jeremy into your bunk.”

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

Her relieved exhale echoed through the line, but I pressed my lips together, knowing that relief wouldn’t last long. “It’s romance,” I blurted out before she could respond. “I couldn’t write a thriller or women’s fiction. I had no idea what to do with them. And then, when I finally started writing again, it just… came out as romance. I didn’t want to stop the creativity by forcing something else. I know the clients won’t like it, but we can change their minds, right? You can change their minds, can’t you?” The words spilled out in a rush, leaving me breathless. “My God, Madison,” Shayne said, her tone bone-dry.

"With your writing style, you can do better in the romance genre." "What? Romance?" Quickly, she stood up and argued. "Director Xia, you also know I can't write in this genre. It needs feelings, and I have no experience with it." "Hmm! That's why I have advice for you. You should fall in love first." Upon hearing it, her face turned pale. "Huh? Love?" "Yes, when you'll feel, it will be easy for you to write." "But, I never have any relationship." "That's why I'm giving you a month. Go, fall in love, and experience this feeling. After one month, you have to come and submit your plot."

Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I