Selling Romance Novels & Stories

A package to be polished and sold. I fold my arms. “Stop. I’m right here.” That shuts everyone up for a second. Then Dave tries again, more gently. “Cara, sweetheart, this is how we protect your momentum. Your story right now is survival. Growth. Healing. Giovanni supports all of that.” Giovanni lets out a harsh breath. “This is ridiculous,” he mutters. “It’s not,” the label rep counters. “Public perception is reality. And reality says: America ships this romance.”

Now I look fake and that’s the last thing I needed. “So, how do I fix this?” “Right now, you’re an asshole nobody likes. Nothing new there,” she starts, I only blink, “But there was an increase on the comments about how ‘hot’ you are. And how ‘pretty’ she is. People get distracted about your personality when talking about how good you look together. We can use that.” “How?” “Sex sells,” she responds. I move back, not understanding, “A ‘Mean but sexy Alpha falls in love with his wife on camera. Check out their steamy moments on the show.’ Storyline sells more than ‘Asshole Alpha is rude to his fragile wife’.”

she told me when we used to talk about marriage and lust. We used to talk about everything. None of us had any shame with each other. “The books tell you how men pleasure you?” I asked. Sully read some books that Father would kill her if he saw her reading them. Those books were about romance and lust. The people in the books were not even married most of the time when they became physically intimate. I tried to read a bit, but felt odd, so I did not pick them up again. “And how you can pleasure men,” Sully said. “I know all about it. You can use your hand or your mouth to pleasure a man. And he can do the same to you.”

Roland laughed. “Yes, but wait, you called me a jelly pants? How dare you?” She stomped her feet. “Isn't that what you are?” He stuck his tongue out at her. “Why you…” She trailed off and reached down to remove her shoes, but he ran away. She ran after him. “Just wait until I get a hold of you!” She yelled. **** DAVIS OIL AND GAS ENTERPRISE Sasha reached into her drawer and brought out a romance novel to read. She was done with today's work and didn't want to go home yet, so she decided to delight herself in the joy of a good romance book.

I asked curiously. My eyes focused on the title and front cover of the novels that he had handed to me before my eyes zoomed in on one in particular. The novel was a famous romance. I knew the title and roughly what it was about because I’ve seen reviews of it online, but it just didn’t seem like the type of book that I expected Reiner would read…or know about… “Not really, the saleswoman at the bookstore recommended this one when I asked…” Reiner confessed with a grin.

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........

LUCAS For some reason, the moment I stepped inside Eclipse, I had a sinking feeling that tonight wasn’t going to go according to plan. The bass thumped through the crowded room, vibrating beneath my shoes as colored lights swept across the dance floor. The place was packed, just the way it usually was on Friday nights. Normally, this was exactly my kind of night. Come in, have a few drinks, meet someone interesting, get on top of, or under, said person and forget their name before sunrise.

“Hey, beautiful. If you’re listening to this, then I’m gone and Remy is playing this message for you. I know, it's a little strange to hear my voice after I’m gone. It’s going to be really hard without me. But Remy and Kai are there for you. Lean on them when you get sad, lonely, want to cry, or, hell, want to laugh. Want a date to dinner? Call them. When you need to feel muscular arms around you or something more, call on them. People are going to pressure you to get back out there, but I know you. You don’t need strangers, you need the familiar. With that, I give you permission to be happy. I believe one of these two jokers is the right man for the job. I trust them. They promised me they

I stared into his eyes, seeing my own pitiful reflection. "I...need the medicine." "No, that's not it." He shook his head. "Try again. Who do you need?" The pain was swallowing me whole. I clutched at his wrist, my nails digging in. "Please...the medicine..." "Say you need me." "I need you!" I screamed. "I need you, Francis! Give me the medicine! Please!" He wore a grin of triumph as he tipped two white pills into my hand and watched me swallow them. Then he kissed me, hard, his tongue tangling with mine, not stopping even when the pills went down. My clothes did not stand a chance; they were torn away in seconds.

"Nanny, please. Don’t remind me. I’m trying to forget that ever happened." "Forget? Oh no, my dear. You can't forget something like that. This is fate, darling! You slept with him, and now he’s your boss? You couldn't write a better romance novel if you tried!" she exclaims, practically bouncing in her seat. I stab at my food. "This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself."