September 12th Book Novels & Stories

The publisher's reasoning was sound: October was the heart of the literary season, the reviews would land in the right window, the award consideration timelines worked better with October. Elian's reasoning was also sound: the novel was about staying in a place through seasons, and September was the turning of the year, the moment when summer gave way to something more considered, and the novel deserved to arrive in the world at the hinge between things rather than fully inside one of them. Annika, consulted as an intermediary, reviewed both positions and said: "September fifteenth. Split the difference." Both parties accepted this with the relief of people who had needed a third party to ar

That would have been the only reason to seek Matthew Winston out. From down the hallway came a loud thud, jerking him out of his thoughts. Isabelle jumped and turned her attention toward him. He pulled away from the doorframe, not realizing he leaned against it as he watched her. She closed her book and stood, smoothing her hand down her dress. He stepped into the room. “Good afternoon, Miss Stanhope. I trust you and your companion are faring well thus far.” “Oh yes, my lord. Mrs. Winters is napping in her room. I wasn’t that tired, so decided to read instead. I hope you don’t mind.”

she whispered, hopeful for what awaited them beyond the horizon. Book 2 is coming in May 2025

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

So I am going to edit them one by one from 1st February,2022 . This book isn't completed yet and more than 30 chapters are left still. ONCE AGAIN, please do not unlock the " Under Editing" chapters. I am sorry for the inconveniences and hope, my message will be delivered to all of you who are paying behind this book now. Thank you and have a good day! I will meet you all again from 15th December hopefully~

Then he turned sharply on his heel and vanished before I could speak. I unfolded the paper with my thumb, my gut tightening. 12th August, it’ll break off. I frowned. Break off? And then below it, in small, rushed script: 12th September. I froze. My pulse lurched into a gallop as my mind seized around a single thought. Aurora.

Update schedule; A lot of people are asking when sequels and new books are coming out, so here is my update schedule for the next few months; February - I will be working on/finishing this book, The Paramedic. March - I will be posting/working on the Sequel to my book Harley, called The Fall of a Leader. Although this book MIGHT be posted in February so I can apply for a contract and get it sorted so that I can upload/post/write the whole book in the month of March and there is no waiting around.

Suddenly, he felt a strange vibration throughout his body and looked up to see unfamiliar words written on the cave wall. With a burst of light, the words disappeared, and he saw the light shoot up to the moon, surrounded by a shimmering dance of stars. He followed the light until he found himself in the maternity ward of Corer Hospital. The light stopped at Ward 119, and he heard the cry of a newborn baby.

Zayden As soon as I got done showering, I hurried and dried my body and hair, put on my clothes and walk out the door. I see my little mate sitting in the chair I left her in but with a book in hand. I slowly walk over to her and lean on the back of the chair. I notice she is reading my favorite book. Catch 22 by Joseph Heller. “How do you like it so far?” I startled her apparently as she jumped as soon as I asked the question.

She’d felt a bit creepy walking through this huge empty structure, the only one in the building, but had put it out of her mind as she’d hurried up the steps, her shoes clicking as she went, and quickly lost herself in the stacks. Luckily her library had a reputation for its vast collection of rare volumes, which is what had lured her to accept a job here. They also had a constant traveling exhibit, books on loan from other universities and collections; as fate would have it, October was “Occult Month,” and they had several additional volumes on loan that they normally didn’t—some of the rarest in the world, in fact.